Sil. From whom?
110 Jul. [From my master], Sir Proteus, madam.
Sil. [O, he sends you for a picture.]
Jul. Ay, madam.
Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.
Go give your master this: tell him, from me,
115 One Julia, that his changing thoughts [forget],
Would better fit his chamber than this shadow.
Jul. Madam, [please you peruse] this letter.—
Pardon me, madam; I have unadvised