{"product_id":"the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-isbn-9780143132240","title":"The Two Gentlemen of Verona","description":"\u003cb\u003eThe acclaimed Pelican Shakespeare series edited by A. R. Braunmuller and Stephen Orgel\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The legendary Pelican Shakespeare series features authoritative and meticulously researched texts paired with scholarship by renowned Shakespeareans. Each book includes an essay on the theatrical world of Shakespeare’s time, an introduction to the individual play, and a detailed note on the text used. Updated by general editors Stephen Orgel and A. R. Braunmuller, these easy-to-read editions incorporate over thirty years of Shakespeare scholarship undertaken since the original series, edited by Alfred Harbage, appeared between 1956 and 1967. 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Readers trust the series to provide authoritative texts enhanced by introductions and notes by distinguished scholars and contemporary authors, as well as up-to-date translations by award-winning translators.“Gorgeous new Shakespeare paperbacks.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Marlon James, author of \u003ci\u003eA Brief History of Seven Killings\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“I have been using the Pelican Shakespeare for years in my lecture course--it's invaluable, the best individual-volume series available for students.”\u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003c\/b\u003eMarjorie Garber, William R. Kenan, Jr. Professor of English and Visual and Environmental Studies, Harvard University\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eWilliam Shakespeare \u003c\/b\u003ewas born in Stratford-upon-Avon in April, 1564, and his birth is traditionally celebrated on April 23. The facts of his life, known from surviving documents, are sparse. He died on April 23, 1616, and was buried in Holy Trinity Church, Stratford. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eA. R.\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cb\u003eBraunmuller \u003c\/b\u003eis Distinguished Professor of English and Comparative Literature at the University of California at Los Angeles. He has written critical volumes on George Peele and George Chapman and has edited plays in both the Oxford (\u003ci\u003eKing John\u003c\/i\u003e) and Cambridge (\u003ci\u003eMacbeth\u003c\/i\u003e) series of Shakespeare editions. He is also general editor of The New Cambridge Shakespeare. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eStephen Orgel \u003c\/b\u003eis the Jackson Eli Reynolds Professor of the Humanities at Stanford University and general editor of the Cambridge Studies in Renaissance Literature and Culture. His books include \u003ci\u003eImagining Shakespeare\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Authentic Shakespeare\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eImpersonations: The Performance of Gender in Shakespeare’s England\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Illusion of Power\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003cb\u003eThe Two Gentlemen        of Verona\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e ¥    I.1 [Enter] Valentine, [and] Proteus.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 2\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Were't not affection chains thy tender days\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 3\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To the sweet glances of thy honored love,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I rather would entreat thy company\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To see the wonders of the world abroad\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Than, living dully sluggardized at home,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 7\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 8\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 9\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Even as I would when I to love begin.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 10\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Think on thy Proteus, when thou haply seest\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 12\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Some rare noteworthy object in thy travel.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Wish me partaker in thy happiness\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When thou dost meet good hap; and in thy danger,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 15\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e If ever danger do environ thee,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 16\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 17\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e For I will be thy beadsman, Valentine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 18\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And on a love book pray for my success?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 19\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Upon some book I love I'll pray for thee.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 20\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That's on some shallow story of deep love,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e How young Leander crossed the Hellespont.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 22\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That's a deep story of a deeper love,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e For he was more than over shoes in love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 24\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 'Tis true, for you are over boots in love,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And yet you never swum the Hellespont.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Over the boots? Nay, give me not the boots.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 27\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e No, I will not, for it boots thee not.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 28\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus     What?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Coy looks with heartsore sighs, one fading moment's mirth\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 30\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 31\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 32\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e If lost, why then a grievous labor won;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e However, but a folly bought with wit,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 34\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Or else a wit by folly vanquishd.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e So, by your circumstance, you call me fool.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 36\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e So, by your circumstance, I fear you'll prove.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 37\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 'Tis Love you cavil at; I am not Love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Love is your master, for he masters you;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And he that is so yokd by a fool\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 40\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Methinks should not be chronicled for wise.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Yet writers say, as in the sweetest bud\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The eating canker dwells, so eating love\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 43\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Inhabits in the finest wits of all.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And writers say, as the most forward bud\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 45\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 46\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Even so by love the young and tender wit\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Is turned to folly, blasting in the bud,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 48\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Losing his verdure even in the prime,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 49\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And all the fair effects of future hopes.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 50\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That art a votary to fond desire?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 52\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Once more, adieu. My father at the road\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 53\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Expects my coming, there to see me shipped.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 54\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To Milan let me hear from thee by letters\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Of thy success in love, and what news else\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 58\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Betideth here in absence of thy friend,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And I likewise will visit thee with mine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 60\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 61\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As much to you at home! And so farewell.Exit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e He after honor hunts, I after love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e He leaves his friends to dignify them more;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 64\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I leave myself, my friends, and all for love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 65\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed me,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 66\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 67\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e War with good counsel, set the world at nought;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 68\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with thought.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 69\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e [Enter] Speed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Sir Proteus, save you! Saw you my master?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 70\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus But now he parted hence to embark for Milan.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Twenty to one then, he is shipped already,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And I have played the sheep in losing him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 73\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Indeed, a sheep doth very often stray,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And if the shepherd be awhile away.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 75\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed You conclude that my master is a shepherd then, and I a      sheep?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus I do.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Why then my horns are his horns, whether I wake or sleep.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 79\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 80\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed This proves me still a sheep.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus True, and thy master a shepherd.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 84\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus It shall go hard but I'll prove it by another.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 85\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 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.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd; the 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.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 90\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Such another proof will make me cry \"baa.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus But dost thou hear? Gav'st thou my letter to Julia?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 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 labor.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 96\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 97\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Here's too small a pasture for such store of muttons.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 99\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 100\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed If the ground be overcharged, you were best stick her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 101\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Nay, in that you are astray; 'twere best pound you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 103\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Nay, sir, less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your      letter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus You mistake; I mean the pound-a pinfold.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 107\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e From a pound to a pin? Fold it over and over,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 108\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 'Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your lover.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus But what said she?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 110\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed [Nodding] Ay.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Nod, \"ay\"? Why, that's noddy.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 112\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed You mistook, sir. I say she did nod, and you ask me if she      did nod, and I say \"Ay.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus And that set together is \"noddy.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Now you have taken the pains to set it together, take it for      your pains.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus No, no. You shall have it for bearing the letter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Well, I perceive I must be fain to bear with you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 119\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Why, sir, how do you bear with me?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 120\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Marry, sir, the letter very orderly, having nothing but the      word \"noddy\" for my pains.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 121\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 123\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Come, come, open the matter in brief. What said she?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 125\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Open your purse, that the money and the matter may be both      at once delivered.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus [Giving him money] Well, sir, here is for your pains. What      said she?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 130\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Truly, sir, I think you'll hardly win her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 131\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus Why, couldst thou perceive so much from her?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from her: no, not so      much as a ducat for delivering your letter. And being so hard to      me that brought your mind, I fear she'll prove as hard to you in      telling your mind. Give her no token but stones, for she's as hard      as steel.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 134\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 135\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 136\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 137\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus What, said she nothing?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e speed No, not so much as \"Take this for thy pains.\" To testify      your bounty, I thank you, you have testerned me; in requital      whereof, henceforth carry your letters yourself. And so, sir, I'll      commend you to my master.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 140\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e proteus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wrack,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 143\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Which cannot perish having thee aboard,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Being destined to a drier death on shore.[Exit Speed.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 145\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I must go send some better messenger.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I fear my Julia would not deign my lines,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 147\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Receiving them from such a worthless post.Exit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 148\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e *\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e ¥    I.2 Enter Julia and Lucetta.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But say, Lucetta, now we are alone,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Wouldst thou then counsel me to fall in love?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ay, madam, so you stumble not unheedfully.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 3\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Of all the fair resort of gentlemen\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 4\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That every day with parle encounter me,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 5\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In thy opinion which is worthiest love?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Please you repeat their names, I'll show my mind\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e According to my shallow simple skill.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 9\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As of a knight well-spoken, neat and fine;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 10\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But were I you, he never should be mine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What think'st thou of the rich Mercatio?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 12\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Well of his wealth, but of himself, so-so.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Lord, Lord, to see what folly reigns in us!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e How now? What means this passion at his name?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 16\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Pardon, dear madam, 'tis a passing shame\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 17\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That I, unworthy body as I am,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 19\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Why not on Proteus, as of all the rest?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 20\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Then thus: of many good I think him best.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Your reason?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I have no other but a woman's reason:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I think him so because I think him so.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And wouldst thou have me cast my love on him?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ay, if you thought your love not cast away.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Why, he, of all the rest, hath never moved me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 27\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Yet he, of all the rest, I think best loves ye.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e His little speaking shows his love but small.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 30\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e They do not love that do not show their love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e O, they love least that let men know their love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I would I knew his mind.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Peruse this paper, madam.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e [Gives a letter.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"To Julia\"-say from whom.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That the contents will show.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Say, say. Who gave it thee?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Sir Valentine's page, and sent, I think, from Proteus.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e He would have given it you, but I, being in the way,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 39\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Did in your name receive it. Pardon the fault, I pray.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 40\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Now, by my modesty, a goodly broker!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 41\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Dare you presume to harbor wanton lines,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To whisper and conspire against my youth?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Now, trust me, 'tis an office of great worth,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And you an officer fit for the place.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e There, take the paper. See it be returned,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Or else return no more into my sight.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To plead for love deserves more fee than hate.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 48\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Will ye be gone?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 49\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta     That you may ruminate.Exit.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And yet I would I had o'erlooked the letter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 50\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It were a shame to call her back again\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And pray her to a fault for which I chid her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 52\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What fool is she, that knows I am a maid,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And would not force the letter to my view!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Since maids, in modesty, say \"no\" to that\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Which they would have the profferer construe \"ay.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 56\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And presently all humbled kiss the rod!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 59\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e How churlishly I chid Lucetta hence,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 60\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When willingly I would have had her here!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e How angerly I taught my brow to frown,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 62\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When inward joy enforced my heart to smile!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e My penance is to call Lucetta back\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And ask remission for my folly past.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What ho, Lucetta!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e [Enter Lucetta.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta     What would your ladyship?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Is't near dinnertime?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta     I would it were,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That you might kill your stomach on your meat,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 68\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And not upon your maid.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What is't that you took up so gingerly?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 70\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Nothing.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Why didst thou stoop then?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To take a paper up that I let fall.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And is that paper nothing?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Nothing concerning me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Then let it lie for those that it concerns.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Madam, it will not lie where it concerns,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 77\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Unless it have a false interpreter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Some love of yours hath writ to you in rhyme.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That I might sing it, madam, to a tune.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 80\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Give me a note; your ladyship can set-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 81\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As little by such toys as may be possible.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 82\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Best sing it to the tune of \"Light o' Love.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 83\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It is too heavy for so light a tune.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 84\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Heavy? Belike it hath some burden then?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 85\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And why not you?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 87\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta     I cannot reach so high.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Let's see your song. [Takes the letter.] How now, minion?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 88\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 89\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And yet methinks I do not like this tune.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 90\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e You do not?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e No, madam; 'tis too sharp.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 92\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e You, minion, are too saucy.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Nay, now you are too flat,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 94\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 95\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e There wanteth but a mean to fill your song.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 96\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The mean is drowned with your unruly bass.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 97\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Indeed, I bid the base for Proteus.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 98\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e This babble shall not henceforth trouble me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Here is a coil with protestation!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 100\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e [Tears the letter and throws it down.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Go, get you gone, and let the papers lie-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e You would be fing'ring them to anger me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e She makes it strange, but she would be best pleased\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 103\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To be so angered with another letter.[Exit.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Nay, would I were so angered with the same!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e O hateful hands, to tear such loving words!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Injurious wasps, to feed on such sweet honey,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 107\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And kill the bees that yield it with your stings!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I'll kiss each several paper for amends.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 109\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Look, here is writ \"kind Julia.\" Unkind Julia!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 110\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As in revenge of thy ingratitude,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 111\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I throw thy name against the bruising stones,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And here is writ \"love-wounded Proteus.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Poor wounded name! My bosom as a bed\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly healed,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 116\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And thus I search it with a sovereign kiss.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 117\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But twice or thrice was \"Proteus\" written down-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Be calm, good wind, blow not a word away\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Till I have found each letter in the letter,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 120\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Except mine own name; that some whirlwind bear\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Unto a ragged, fearful-hanging rock,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And throw it thence into the raging sea!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Lo, here in one line is his name twice writ,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"Poor forlorn Proteus, passionate Proteus,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e To the sweet Julia.\" That I'll tear away-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 126\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e And yet I will not, sith so prettily\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 127\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e He couples it to his complaining names.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 128\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Thus will I fold them one upon another-\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Now kiss, embrace, contend, do what you will.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 130\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e [Enter Lucetta.]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Madam, dinner is ready, and your father stays.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 131\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Well, let us go.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What, shall these papers lie like telltales here?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e julia\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e If you respect them, best to take them up.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 134\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e lucetta\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Nay, I was taken up for laying them down.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 135\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Yet here they shall not lie, for catching cold.","brand":"Penguin Classics","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302115266789,"sku":"NP9780143132240","price":10.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780143132240.jpg?v=1767741951","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/the-two-gentlemen-of-verona-isbn-9780143132240","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}