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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Melissa Walter
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Two Gentlemen of Verona (Modern)

1445 Enter Duke [and] Turio.
Sir Turio, fear not but that she will love you
Now Valentine is banished from her sight.
Turio
Since his exile she hath despised me most,
Forsworn my company, and railed at me,
1450That I am desperate of obtaining her.
This weak impress of love is as a figure
Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat
Dissolves to water and doth lose his form.
A little time will melt her frozen thoughts,
1455And worthless Valentine shall be forgot.
[Enter Proteus.]
How now, Sir Proteus, is your countryman,
According to our proclamation, gone?
Proteus
Gone, my good lord.
My daughter takes his going grievously?
1460Proteus
A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.
So I believe, but Turio thinks not so.
Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee,
For thou hast shown some sign of good desert,
Makes me the better to confer with thee.
1465Proteus
Longer than I prove loyal to your grace
Let me not live to look upon your grace.
Thou know'st how willingly I would effect
The match between sir Turio and my daughter?
Proteus
I do, my lord.
And also, I think, thou art not ignorant
How she opposes her against my will?
Proteus
She did, my lord, when Valentine was here.
Ay, and perversely she perseveres so.
What might we do to make the girl forget
1475The love of Valentine and love sir Turio?
Proteus
The best way is to slander Valentine
With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent,
Three things that women highly hold in hate.
Ay, but she'll think that it is spoke in hate.
1480Proteus
Ay, if his enemy deliver it.
Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken
By one whom she esteemeth as his friend.
Then you must undertake to slander him.
Proteus
And that, my Lord, I shall be loath to do.
1485'Tis an ill office for a gentleman,
Especially against his very friend.
Where your good word cannot advantage him,
Your slander never can endamage him;
Therefore the office is indifferent,
1490Being entreated to it by your friend.
Proteus
You have prevailed, my lord. If I can do it
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,
She shall not long continue love to him.
But say this weed her love from Valentine.
1495It follows not that she will love sir Turio.
Therefore, as you unwind her love from him,
Lest it should ravel and be good to none,
You must provide to bottom it on me,
Which must be done by praising me as much
1500As you in worth dispraise sir Valentine.
And Proteus, we dare trust you in this kind
Because we know, on Valentine's report,
You are already love's firm votary
And cannot soon revolt and change your mind.
1505Upon this warrant shall you have access
Where you with Silvia may confer at large -
For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy,
And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you -
Where you may temper her, by your persuasion,
1510To hate young Valentine and love my friend.
Proteus
As much as I can do, I will effect:
But you, sir Turio, are not sharpe enough.
You must lay lime to tangle her desires
By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes
1515Should be full fraught with serviceable vows.
Ay, much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.
Proteus
Say that upon the altar of her beauty
You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart.
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears
1520Moist it again, and frame some feeling line
That may discover such integrity;
For Orpheus's lute was strung with poets' sinews
Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones,
Make tigers tame, and huge leviathans
1525Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.
After your dire-lamenting elegies,
Visit by night your lady's chamber window
With some sweet consort. To their instruments
Tune a deploring dump. The night's dead silence
1530Will well become such sweet complaining grievance.
This, or else nothing, will inherit her.
This discipline shows thou hast been in love.
And thy advice this night I'll put in practice.
Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver,
1535Let us into the city presently
To sort some gentlemen well skilled in music.
I have a sonnet that will serve the turn
To give the onset to thy good advice.
About it, gentlemen.
1540Proteus
We'll wait upon your grace till after supper
And afterward determine our proceedings.
Even now about it; I will pardon you.
Exeunt.