Shakespeare - First Folio facsimile (1910)/The Two Gentlemen of Verona/Act 5 Scene 2

Scæna Secunda.


Enter Thurio, Protheus, Iulia, Duke.

Th.
Sir Protheus, what saies Siluia to my suit?

Pro.
Oh Sir, I finde her milder then she was,
And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

Thu.
What? that my leg is too long?

Pro.
No, that it is too little.

Thu.
Ile weare a Boote, to make it somewhat rounder.

Pro.
But loue will not be spurd to what it loathes.

Thu.
What saies she to my face?

Pro.
She saies it is a faire one.

Thu.
Nay then the wanton lyes: my face is blacke.

Pro.
But Pearles are faire; and the old saying is,
Blacke men are Pearles, in beauteous Ladies eyes.

Thu.
Tis true, such Pearles as put out Ladies eyes,
For I had rather winke, then looke on them.

Thu.
How likes she my discourse?

Pro.
Ill, when you talke of war.

Thu.
But well, when I discourse of loue and peace.

Iul.
But better indeede, when you hold you peace.

Thu.
What sayes she to my valour?

Pro.
Oh Sir, she makes no doubt of that.

Iul.
She needes not, when she knowes it cowardize.

Thu.
What saies she to my birth?

Pro.
That you are well deriu'd.

Iul.
True: from a Gentleman, to a foole.

Thu.
Considers she my Possessions?

Pro.
Oh, I: and pitties them.

Thu.
Wherefore?

Iul.
That such an Asse should owe them.

Pro.
That they are out by Lease.

Iul.
Here comes the Duke.

Du.
How now sir Protheus; how now Thurio?
Which of you saw Eglamoure of late?

Thu.
Not I.

Pro.
Nor I.

Du.
Saw you my daughter?

Pro.
Neither.

Du.
Why then
She's fled vnto that pezant, Valentine;
And Eglamoure is in her Company:
'Tis true: for Frier Laurence met them both
As he, in pennance wander'd through the Forrest:
Him he knew well: and guesd that it was she,
But being mask'd, he was not sure of it.
Besides she did intend Confession
At Patricks Cell this euen, and there she was not.
These likelihoods confirme her flight from hence;
Therefore I pray you stand, not to discourse,
But mount you presently, and meete with me
Vpon the rising of the Mountaine foote
That leads toward Mantua, whether they are fled:
Dispatch (sweet Gentlemen) and follow me.

Thu.
Why this it is, to be a peeuish Girle,
That flies her fortune when it followes her:
Ile after; more to be reueng'd on Eglamoure,
Then for the loue of reck-lesse Siluia.

Pro.
And I will follow, more for Siluias loue
Then hate of Eglamoure that goes with her.

Iul.
And I will follow, more to crosse that loue
Exeunt.Then hate for Siluia, that is gone for loue.