The two Gentlemen of
Uerona.
(That I did loue, for now my loue is thaw'd,Which like a waxen Image 'gainst a fireBeares no impression of the thing it was.)
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Me thinkes my zeale to
Valentine is
cold,
And that I loue him not as I was wont:O, but I loue his Lady tootoo much,And that's the reason I loue him so little.How shall I doate on her with more aduice,
[845]
That thus without aduice begin to loue her?'Tis but her picture I haue yet beheld,And that hath dazel'd my reasons light:But when I looke on her perfections,There is no reason, but I shall be blinde.
[850]
If I can checke my erring loue, I will,If not, to compasse her Ile vse my skill.Exeunt.
Scena Quinta.
[Act 2, Scene 5]
Enter
Speed
and
Launce.
Speed.
Launce, by mine honesty welcome to
Padua.
Laun.
Forsweare not thy selfe, sweet youth, for I am
not welcome.
I reckon this alwaies, that a man is neuer
[855]
vndon till hee
be hang'd, nor neuer welcome to a place,
till some
certaine shot be paid, and the Hostesse say
wel
come.
Speed.
Come‑on you mad‑cap: Ile to the Alehouse
with you presently; where, for one shot of fiue
pence,
[860]
thou shalt haue fiue thousand welcomes: But
firha, how
did thy Master part with Madam
Iulia?
Lau.
Marry after they cloas'd in earnest, they parted
very fairely in lest.
Spee.
But shall she marry him?
Lau.
[865]
No.
Spee.
How then? shall he marry her?
Lau.
No, neither.
Spee.
What, are they broken?
Lau.
No; they are both as whole as a fish.
Spee.
[870]
Why then, how stands the matter with them?
Lau.
Marry thus, when it stands well with him, it
stands well with her.
Spee.
What an asse art thou, I vnderstand thee not.
Lau.What a blocke art thou, that thou canst not?
[875]
My staffe vnderstands me?Spee.
What thou saist?
Lau.
I, and what I do too: looke thee, Ile but leane,
and my
staffe vnderstands me.
Spee.
It stands vnder thee indeed.
Lau.
[880]
Why, stand‑vnder: and vnder‑stand is all
one.
Spee.
But tell me true, wil't be a match?
Lau.
Aske my dogge, if he say I, it will: if hee say
no, it
will: if hee shake his taile, and say nothing, it
will.
Spee.
[885]
The conclusion is then, that it will.
Lau.
Thou shalt neuer get such a secret from me, but
by a
parable.
Spee.
'Tis well that I get it so: but
Launce, how saist
thou that that my
master is become a notable Louer?
himselfe in
Loue. If thou wilt goe with me to the Ale
[900]
house: if
not, thou art an Hebrew, a Iew, and not worth
the name of
a Christian.
Spee.
Why?
Lau.
Because thou hast not so much charity in thee as
to
goe to the Ale with a Christian: Wilt thou goe?
Spee.
[905]
At thy seruice.
Exeunt.
Scœna Sexta.
[Act 2, Scene 6]
Enter
Protheus
solus.
Pro.To leaue my
Iulia; shall I be
forsworne?
To loue faire
Siluia; shall I be
forsworne?
To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworne.And ev'n that Powre which gaue me first my
oath
[910]
Prouokes me to this three‑fold periurie.Loue bad mee sweare, and Loue bids me for‑sweare;O sweet‑suggesting Loue, if thou hast
sin'd,
Teach me (thy tempted subiect) to excuse it.At first I did adore a twinkling Starre,
[915]
But now I worship a celestiall Sunne:Vn‑heedfull vowes may heedfully be broken,And he wants wit, that wants resolued will,To learne his wit, t'exchange the bad for better;Fie, fie, vnreuerend tongue, to call her bad,
[920]
Whose soueraignty so oft thou hast preferd,With twenty thousand soule‑confirming oathes,I cannot leaue to loue; and yet I doe:But there I leaue to loue, where I should loue.Iulia I loose, and
Valentine I loose,
[925]
If I keepe them, I needs must loose my selfe:If I loose them, thus finde I by their losse,For
Valentine, my selfe: for
Iulia, Siluia.I to my selfe am deerer then a friend,For Loue is still most precious in it selfe,
[930]
And
Siluia (witnesse heauen that made her
faire)
Shewes
Iulia but a swarthy Ethiope.
I will forget that
Iulia is aliue,
Remembring that my Loue to her is dead.And
Valentine Ile hold an Enemie,
[935]
Ayming at
Siluia as a sweeter friend.
I cannot now proue constant to my selfe,Without some treachery vs'd to
Valentine.This night he meaneth with a Corded‑ladderTo climbe celestiall
Siluia's
chamber window,
[940]
My selfe in counsaile his competitor.Now presently Ile giue her father noticeOf their disguising and pretended flight:Who (all inrag'd) will banish
Valentine:For
Thurio he intends shall wed his
daughter,
[945]
But
Valentine being gon, Ile quickely
crosse
By some slie tricke, blunt
Thurio's
dull proceeding.
Loue lend me wings, to make my purpose
swift
At thou hast lent me wit, to plot this drift.Exit.C2Scœna
Scœna Sexta.
[Act 2, Scene 6]
Enter
Protheus
solus.
Pro.To leaue my
Iulia; shall I be
forsworne?
To loue faire
Siluia; shall I be
forsworne?
To wrong my friend, I shall be much forsworne.And ev'n that Powre which gaue me first my
oath
[910]
Prouokes me to this three‑fold periurie.Loue bad mee sweare, and Loue bids me for‑sweare;O sweet‑suggesting Loue, if thou hast
sin'd,
Teach me (thy tempted subiect) to excuse it.At first I did adore a twinkling Starre,
[915]
But now I worship a celestiall Sunne:Vn‑heedfull vowes may heedfully be broken,And he wants wit, that wants resolued will,To learne his wit, t'exchange the bad for better;Fie, fie, vnreuerend tongue, to call her bad,
[920]
Whose soueraignty so oft thou hast preferd,With twenty thousand soule‑confirming oathes,I cannot leaue to loue; and yet I doe:But there I leaue to loue, where I should loue.Iulia I loose, and
Valentine I loose,
[925]
If I keepe them, I needs must loose my selfe:If I loose them, thus finde I by their losse,For
Valentine, my selfe: for
Iulia, Siluia.I to my selfe am deerer then a friend,For Loue is still most precious in it selfe,
[930]
And
Siluia (witnesse heauen that made her
faire)
Shewes
Iulia but a swarthy Ethiope.
I will forget that
Iulia is aliue,
Remembring that my Loue to her is dead.And
Valentine Ile hold an Enemie,
[935]
Ayming at
Siluia as a sweeter friend.
I cannot now proue constant to my selfe,Without some treachery vs'd to
Valentine.This night he meaneth with a Corded‑ladderTo climbe celestiall
Siluia's
chamber window,
[940]
My selfe in counsaile his competitor.Now presently Ile giue her father noticeOf their disguising and pretended flight:Who (all inrag'd) will banish
Valentine:For
Thurio he intends shall wed his
daughter,
[945]
But
Valentine being gon, Ile quickely
crosse
By some slie tricke, blunt
Thurio's
dull proceeding.
Loue lend me wings, to make my purpose
swift
At thou hast lent me wit, to plot this drift.Exit.
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