“Speed:
Sir
Proteus, save you. Saw you my master?
Proteus:
But
now he parted hence, to embark for Milan.
Speed:
Twenty
to one, then, he is shipp’d already,
And
I have play’d the sheep in losing him.
Proteus:
Indeed,
a sheep doth very often stray,
An
if the shepherd be awhile away.
Speed:
You
conclude that my master is a shepherd then,
And
I a sheep?
Proteus:
I
do.
Speed:
Why,
then, my horns are his horns, whether I
wake
or sleep?
Proteus:
A
silly answer, and fitting well a sheep.
Speed:
This
proves me still a sheep.
Proteus:
True;
and thy master a shepherd.
Speed:
Nay,
that I can deny by a circumstance.
Proteus:
It
shall go hard but I’ll prove it by another.
Speed:
The
shepherd seeks the sheep, and not the sheep
The
shepherd; but I seek my master, and my
Master
seeks not me: therefore I am no sheep.
Proteus:
The
sheep for fodder follow the shepherd,
The
shepherd for food follows not the sheep;
Thou
for wages follows thy master, thy master
For
wages follows not thee: therefore thou art a
Sheep.
Speed:
Such
another proof will make me cry ‘ba’.” (Shakespeare, 1994, p.188).
“Proteus:
Thus
I have shunn’d the fire for fear of burning,
Ad
drench’d me in the sea, where I am drowned.” (Shakespeare, 1994, p.191).
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