Two Gentlemen of Verona E-Book

William Shakespeare

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Val. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus: Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. Were't not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love, I rather would entreat thy company To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. But since thou lovest, love still, and thrive therein, Even as I would, when I to love begin. Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu! Think on thy Proteus, when thou haply seest Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel: Wish me partaker in thy happiness, When thou dost meet good hap; and in thy danger, If ever danger do environ thee, Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers,

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Two Gentlemen of Verona

Two Gentlemen of VeronaTHE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.ACT I.I. 1 Scene I. Verona. An open place.I. 2 Scene II. The same. Garden of Julia’s house.I. 3 Scene III. The same. Antonio’s house.ACT II.II. 1 Scene I. Milan. The Duke’s Palace.II. 2 Scene II. Verona. Julia’s house.II. 3 Scene III. The same. A street.II. 4 Scene IV. Milan. The Duke’s palace.II. 5 Scene V. The same. A street.II. 6 Scene VI. The same. The Duke’s palace.II. 7 Scene VII. Verona. Julia’s house.ACT III.III. 1 Scene I. Milan. Ante-room in the Duke’s palace.III. 2 Scene II. The same. The Duke’s palace.ACT IV.IV. 1 Scene I. The frontiers of Mantua. A forest.IV. 2 Scene II. Milan. Outside the Duke’s palace, under Silvia’s chamber.IV. 3 Scene III. The same.IV. 4 Scene IV. The same.ACT V.V. 1 Scene I. Milan. An abbey.IV. 2 Scene II. The same. The Duke’s palace.V. 3 Scene III. The frontiers of Mantua. The forest.V. 4 Scene IV. Another part of the forest.NOTES.LinenotesCopyright

Two Gentlemen of Verona

William Shakespeare

THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.1 Duke of Milan2, Father to Silvia.Valentine,the two Gentlemen.Proteus3,Antonio4, Father to Proteus.Thurio, a foolish rival to Valentine.Eglamour, Agent for Silvia in her escape.Host, where Julia lodges.Outlaws, with Valentine.Speed, a clownish Servant to Valentine.Launce, the like to Proteus.Panthino5, Servant to Antonio.Julia, beloved of Proteus.Silvia, beloved of Valentine.Lucetta, waiting-woman to Julia.Servants, Musicians6.Scene, Verona; Milan; the frontiers of Mantua7.1.Dramatis Personæ.] The names of all the Actors F1, at the end of the play.2.of Milan] added by Pope.3.Proteus] Steevens. Protheus Ff. Seenote (I).4.Antonio] Capell. Anthonio Ff.5.Panthino] Capell. Panthion Ff. Seenote (I).6.Servants, Musicians] Theobald.7.Scene ...] Pope and Hanmer.

ACT I.

I. 1 Scene I. Verona. An open place.

Enter Valentine and Proteus.Val.Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus:Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.Were’t not affection chains thy tender daysTo the sweet glances of thy honour’d love,5 I rather would entreat thy companyTo see the wonders of the world abroad,Than, living dully sluggardized at home,Wear out thy youthwithshapeless idleness.But since thou lovest, love still, and thrive therein,10Even as I would, when I to love begin.Pro.Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu!Think on thy Proteus, when thou haply seestSome rare note-worthy object in thy travel:Wish me partaker in thy happiness,15 When thou dost meet good hap; and in thy danger,If ever danger do environ thee,Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers,For I will be thy beadsman, Valentine.Val.And on a love-book pray formysuccess?20Pro.Upon some book I love I’ll pray for thee.Val.That’s on some shallow story of deep love:How young Leander cross’d the Hellespont.Pro.That’s a deep story of a deeper love;For he was more than over shoes in love.I. 1. 25Val.’Tis true;foryou are over boots in love,And yet you never swum the Hellespont.Pro.Over the boots? nay, give me not the boots.Val.No, I will not, for it bootstheenot.Pro.What?Val.To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans;30 Coy looks with heart-sore sighs; onefadingmoment’s mirthWith twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights:If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain;If lost, why then a grievous labour won;However, but a folly bought with wit,35 Or else a wit by folly vanquished.Pro.So, by your circumstance, you call me fool.Val.So, by your circumstance, I fear you’ll prove.Pro.’Tis love you cavil at: I am not Love.Val.Love is your master, for he masters you:40 And he that is so yoked by a fool,Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise.Pro.Yet writers say, as in the sweetest budThe eating canker dwells, so eating loveInhabits in the finest wits of all.45Val.And writers say, as the most forward budIs eaten by the canker ere it blow,Even so by love the young and tender witIs turn’d to folly;blastingin the bud,Losing his verdure even in the prime,I. 1. 50 And all the fair effects of future hopes.But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,That art a votary to fond desire?Once more adieu! my father at the roadExpects my coming, there to see me shipp’d.55Pro.And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.Val.Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave.ToMilan let me hear from thee by lettersOf thy success in love, and what news elseBetideth here in absence of thy friend;60 And I likewise will visit thee with mine.Pro.All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!Val.As much to you at home! and so, farewell.Exit.Pro.He after honour hunts, I after love:He leaves his friends to dignify them more;65 Ileavemyself, my friends, and all, for love.Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed me,Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,War with good counsel, set the world at nought;Madewit with musing weak, heart sick with thought.Enter Speed.70Speed.Sir Proteus, save you! Saw you my master?Pro.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.Pro.Indeed, a sheep doth very often stray,I. 1. 75 An if the shepherd be awhile away.Speed.You conclude that my master is a shepherd, then, and Iasheep?Pro.I do.Speed.Why then, my horns are his horns, whether I 80 wake or sleep.Pro.A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep.Speed.This proves me still a sheep.Pro.True; and thy master a shepherd.Speed.Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance.85Pro.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.Pro.The sheep for fodderfollowthe shepherd; the 90 shepherd for food follows not the sheep: thou for wages followest thy master; thy master for wages follows not thee: therefore thou art a sheep.Speed.Such another proof will make me cry ‘baa.’Pro.But, dost thou hear? gavest thou my letter to 95 Julia?Speed.Ay, sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your letter to her, a laced mutton, and she, a laced mutton, gave me, a lost mutton, nothing for my labour.Pro.Here’s too small a pasture for such store of muttons.I. 1. 100Speed.If the ground be overcharged, you were best stick her.Pro.Nay: in that you are astray, ’twere best pound you.Speed.Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter.105Pro.You mistake; I mean the pound,—apinfold.Speed.From a pound to a pin? fold it over and over, ’ Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your lover.Pro.But what said she?Speed.[First nodding] Ay.110Pro.Nod—Ay—why, that’s noddy.Speed.You mistook, sir; Isay, she did nod: and you ask me if she did nod; and I say, ‘Ay.’Pro.And that set together is noddy.Speed.Now you have taken the pains to set it together, 115 take it for your pains.Pro.No, no; you shall have it for bearing the letter.Speed.Well, I perceive I must be fain to bear with you.Pro.Why, sir, how do you bear with me?Speed.Marry, sir, the letter, very orderly; having nothing 120 but the word ‘noddy’ for my pains.Pro.Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit.Speed.And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.Pro.Come, come, open the matter in brief: what said she?I. 1. 125Speed.Open your purse, that the money and the matter may be bothat oncedelivered.Pro.Well, sir, here is for your pains. What said she?Speed.Truly, sir, I think you’ll hardly win her.Pro.Why, couldst thou perceive so much from her?130Speed.Sir, I could perceive nothing at allfrom her; no, not so much as a ducat for delivering your letter: and being so hard to me thatbroughtyour mind, I fear she’ll prove as hard to you in tellingyourmind. Give her no token but stones; for she’s as hard as steel.135Pro.What said she? nothing?Speed.No, not so muchas ‘Take this for thy pains.’ To testify your bounty, I thank you, you havetesternedme; in requital whereof,henceforthcarry yourlettersyourself: and so, sir, I’ll commend you to my master.140Pro.Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck,Which cannot perish having thee aboard,Being destined to a drier death on shore.Exit Speed.I must go send some better messenger:I fear my Julia would not deign my lines,145 Receiving them from such a worthless post.Exit.

I. 2 Scene II. The same. Garden of Julia’s house.

Enter Julia and Lucetta.

Jul.But say, Lucetta,now we arealone,

Wouldst thou, then, counsel me to fall in love?

Luc.Ay, madam; so you stumble not unheedfully.

Jul.Of all the fair resort of gentlemen

5 That every day withparleencounter me,

In thy opinion which is worthiest love?

Luc.Please you repeat their names, I’ll show my mind

According to my shallow simple skill.

Jul.What think’st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?

10Luc.As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine;

But, were I you, he never should be mine.

Jul.What think’st thou of the rich Mercatio?

Luc.Well of his wealth; but of himself, so so.

Jul.What think’st thou of the gentle Proteus?

15Luc.Lord, Lord! to see what follyreignsin us!

Jul.How now! what means this passion at his name?

Luc.Pardon, dear madam: ’tis a passing shame

That I, unworthy body as Iam,

Shouldcensure thus on lovely gentlemen.

20Jul.Why not on Proteus, asofall the rest?

Luc.Then thus,—of many good I think him best.

Jul.Your reason?

Luc.I have no other but a woman’s reason;

I think him so, because I think him so.

I. 2. 25Jul.And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?

Luc.Ay, if you thought your love not cast away.

Jul.Why, he, of all the rest, hath never moved me.

Luc.Yet he, of all the rest, I think, best loves ye.

Jul.His little speaking shows his love but small.

30Luc.Fire that’sclosest kept burns most of all.

Jul.They do not love that do not show their love.

Luc.O, they love least that let men know their love.

Jul.I would I knew his mind.

Luc.Peruse this paper, madam.

35Jul.‘To Julia.’—Say, from whom?

Luc.That the contents will show.

Jul.Say, say, who gave it thee?

Luc.Sir Valentine’s page; and sent, I think, from Proteus.

He would have given it you; but I,being in the way,

40 Did in your name receive it:pardon the fault, I pray.

Jul.Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!

Dare you presume to harbour wanton lines?

To whisper and conspire against my youth?

Now, trust me, ’tis an office of great worth,

45 And you an officer fit for the place.

There, take the paper: see it be return’d;

Or else return no more into my sight.

Luc.To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.

Jul.Will ye be gone?

Luc.

That you may ruminate.Exit.

I. 2. 50Jul.And yet I would I had o’erlook’d the letter:

It were a shame to call her back again,

And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.

What a foolis she, that knows I am a maid,

And would not force the letter to my view!

55 Since maids, in modesty, say ’no’ to that

Which they would have the profferer construe ‘ay.’

Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love,

That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse,

And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!

60 How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence,

When willingly I would have had her here!

How angerly I taught my brow to frown,

When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!

My penance is, to call Lucetta back,

65 And ask remission for my folly past.

What, ho! Lucetta!

Re-enter Lucetta.

Luc.

What would your ladyship?

Jul.Is’t neardinner-time?

Luc.

I would it were;

That you might kill your stomach on your meat,

And not upon your maid.

70Jul.What is’t that you took up so gingerly?

Luc.Nothing.

Jul.Why didst thou stoop, then?

Luc.To take a paper up that I let fall.

Jul.And is that paper nothing?

I. 2. 75Luc.Nothing concerning me.

Jul.Then let it lie for those that it concerns.

Luc.Madam, it will not lie where it concerns,

Unless it have a false interpreter.

Jul.Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme.

80Luc.That I might sing it, madam, to a tune.

Give me a note: your ladyship canset.

Jul.—As little by such toys as may be possible.

Best sing it to the tune of ‘Lighto’ love.’

Luc.It is too heavy for so light a tune.

85Jul.Heavy! belike it hath some burden, then?

Luc.Ay; and melodious were it, would you sing it.

Jul.And why not you?

Luc.

I cannot reach so high.

Jul.Let’s see your song.How now, minion!

Luc.Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out:

90 And yet methinks I do not like this tune.

Jul.You do not?

Luc.

No, madam; it is too sharp.

Jul.You, minion, are too saucy.

Luc.Nay, now you are too flat,

And mar the concord with too harsh a descant:

95 There wanteth but a mean to fillyoursong.

Jul.The mean is drown’d with your unruly bass.

Luc.Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.

Jul.This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.

Here is a coil with protestation!Tears the letter.

I. 2. 100 Go get you gone, and let the papers lie:

You would be fingering them, to anger me.

Luc.