My penance is, to call Lucetta back And ask remission for my folly past.
Come, Proteus; ’tis your penance but to hear The story of your loves discovered: That done, our day of marriage shall be yours; One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.
Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter’d now; I have done penance for contemning Love; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish’d me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Love hath chas’d sleep from my enthralled eyes And made them watchers of mine own heart’s sorrow.
’tis true; for Friar Lawrence met them both As he in penance wander’d through the forest; Him he knew well, and guess’d that it was she, But, being mask’d, he was not sure of it; Besides, she did intend confession At Patrick’s cell this even; and there she was not.
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A foreign policy of penance was counterproductive.