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The Two Gentlemen of Verona

Act I, Scene 2

The same. Garden of JULIA's house.
 
[Enter JULlA and LUCETTA]
 
JULIA
           ,       ,       ,        ,       ,
      But say | Lucet|ta (now | we are | alone)
                ,           ,       ,        ,         ,
      Wouldst^thou | then couns|el me | to fall | in love?
 
LUCETTA
       ,   ,        2        ,        ,       ,    2
      Aye mad/am, so you | stumble | not un|heedfully.
 
JULIA
          ,          ,        ,        ,      ,
      Of all | the fair | resort | of gent|lemen,
            ,      ,           ,         ,       ,
      That eve|ry day | with parle | encount|er me,
          ,      ,        ,         ,     2     ,
      In thy | opin|ion which | is worth|iest love?
 
LUCETTA
         ,             ,            ,            ,         ,
      Please you | repeat | their names,| I'll show | my mind,
         ,        ,        ,       ,        ,
      accord|ing to | my shal|low simp|le skill.
 
JULIA
              ,        ,             ,         ,     ,
      What thinkst | thou of | the fair | Sir Eg|lamour?
 
LUCETTA
       ,   2       T      T    T        ,          ,
      As of a | knight, well-spok|en, neat,| and fine;
            ,       ,        ,        ,          ,
      But were | I you,| he nev|er should | be mine.
 
JULIA
              ,        ,             ,        ,   ,
      What thinkst | thou of | the rich | Merca|tio?
 
LUCETTA
        ,              ,      ,    2      T    T  T
      Well of | his wealth;| but of him|self, so so.
 
JULIA
              ,            ,        ,       ,     ,
      What thinkst | thou of | the gent|le Prot|eus?
 
LUCETTA
        T     T    .  T          ,        ,         ,
      Lord, Lord: to see | what fol|ly reigns | in us.
 
JULIA
           ,           ,           ,        ,         ,
      How now?| What means | this pas|sion at | his name?
 
LUCETTA
       ,              ,        ,       ,         ,
      Pardon | dear* mad|am, 'tis | a pas|sing shame,
           ,       ,      ,     ,      ,
      That I |(unworth|y bo|dy as | I am)
               ,        ,         ,      ,      ,
      Should cens|ure thus | on love|ly gent|lemen.
 
JULIA
           ,        ,    2    ,       ,          ,
      Why not | on Prot|eus, as | of all | the rest?
 
LUCETTA
             ,        ,      ,        ,           ,
      Then thus:| of ma|ny good,| I think | him best.
 
JULIA
              x
      Your reason?
 
LUCETTA
                       ,       ,     3   3   ,          x
                   I have | no oth|er but a wom|an's reason:
          ,          ,       ,         ,          ,
      I think | him so,| because | I think | him so.
 
JULIA
             ,             ,         ,         ,        ,
      And wouldst | thou have | me cast | my love | on him?
 
LUCETTA
       ,               ,             ,          ,      ,
      Aye: if | you thought | your love | not cast | away.
 
JULIA
           ,       ,          ,          ,       ,        2->
      Why he,| of all | the rest,| hath nev|er moved || me.
 
LUCETTA
           ,       ,          ,        ,            ,        2->
      Yet he,| of all | the rest,| I think | best loves || ye.
 
JULIA
           ,        ,          ,           ,          ,
      His lit|tle speak|ing, shows | his love | but small.
 
LUCETTA
        ,             ,         T     T     T        ,
      Fire that's | closest | kept, burns most | of all.
 
JULIA
            ,         ,          ,         ,            ,
      They do | not love,| that do | not show | their love.
 
LUCETTA
       ,                ,           ,          ,            ,
      Oh, they | love^least,| that let | men know | their love.
 
JULIA
          ,         ,          ,
      I would | I knew | his mind.
 
LUCETTA
          ,          ,       x
      Peruse | this pap|er madam.
 
JULIA
          ,   2   ,           ,
      To Jul|ia: say,| from whom?
 
LUCETTA
        ,         ,                ,
      That the | contents*| will show.
 
JULIA
             ,          ,         ,
      Say*, say:| who gave | it thee?  (tri with prev)
 
LUCETTA
           ,      ,        ,           ,        ,           ,   2
      Sir Val|entine's | page: and | sent I | think from | Proteus;
           ,            x         ,        ,     x             ,
      He would | have given | it you,| but I | being in | the way,
       ,              ,           x      ,             ,         ,
      Did in | your name | receive it:| pardon | the fault | I pray. (hex with prev)
 
JULIA
       ,            ,     ,       ,      ,       ->
      Now (by | my mod|esty)| a good|ly brok||er:
        ,       2     ,        ,       ,        ,
      Dare | you presume | to har|bor want|on lines?
           ,       ,         ,         ,          ,
      To whis|per and | conspire | against | my youth?
            ,           ,        ,             ,     ,
      Now trust | me, 'tis | an of|fice of / great worth,
           ,        ,    ,     ,              ,
      And you | an of|ficer | fit for | the place:
        T      T   .   T       ,        ,        ,
      There: take the pap|er: see | it be | returned,
           ,        ,     T   T   T   2     ,
      Or else | return | no more in|to my sight.
 
LUCETTA
           ,           ,         ,           ,           ,
      To plead | for love,| deserves | more fee,| than hate.
 
JULIA
        ,            ,
      Will ye | be gone?
 
LUCETTA
                           ,             ,     ,
                         That you | may rum|inate.
 
[Exit]
 
JULIA
           ,        ,        ,          ,            x
      And yet | I would | I had | orelooked | the letter;
           ,        ,          ,          ,       ,
      It were | a shame | to call | her back | again,
            ,     ,    2      ,            ,         ,
      And pray | her to a | fault, for | which I | chid her.
          2    ,        ,           ,        ,       ,
      What a fool | is she,| that knows | I am | a maid,
            ,           ,          ,       ,        ,
      And would | not force | the let|ter to | my view?
              ,         ,     ,        ,        ,
      Since^maids,| in mod|esty,| say no,| to that,
              ,            ,          ,    2         ,     ,
      Which they | would have | the prof|ferer con/strue, aye.
       T    T    T     ,          2      ,         ,
      Fie, fie: how | wayward | is this fool|ish love;
        T     T  .  T       ,            ,            ,
      That (like a tes|ty babe)| will scratch | the nurse,
            ,           ,   ,         ,         ,
      And pres|ently,/ all hum|bled kiss | the rod?
            ,       ,       ,       ,       ,
      How churl|ishly,| I chid | Lucet|ta hence,
            ,       ,       ,           ,          ,
      When wil|lingly,| I would | have had | her here?
           ,     ,        ,          ,         ,
      How ang|erly | I taught | my brow | to frown,
            ,       ,         ,          ,          ,
      When in|ward joy | enforced | my heart | to smile?
          ,        ,        ,       ,       ,
      My pen|ance is,| to call | Lucet|ta back
           ,       ,         ,        ,       ,
      And ask | remis|sion, for | my fol|ly past.
            ,      ,
      What ho:| Lucet|ta.
 
LUCETTA
                            ,         2      ,     ,
                          What | would your lad|yship?
 
JULIA
                ,   ,        ,
      Is it / near din|ner time?
 
LUCETTA
                                     ,          ,
                                 I would | it were,
            ,            ,          ,        ,          ,
      That you | might kill | your stom|ach on | your meat,
           ,       ,          ,
      And not | upon | your maid.
 
JULIA
                                        x           ,
                                 What is it | that you
            ,       ,      ,
      Took^up | so gin|gerly?
 
LUCETTA
                               oo     ,
                                   | Nothing.
 
JULIA
            ,            ,      __
      Why didst | thou stoop | then?  \\
 
LUCETTA
           ,       ,      ,        ,         ,
      To take | a pap|er up,| that I | let fall.
 
JULIA
           ,         ,       ,
      And is | that pap|er noth|ing?  \\
 
LUCETTA
       ,            ,        ,
      Nothing | concer|ning me.   \\
 
JULIA
            ,        ,          ,           ,        ,
      Then let | it lie,| for those | that it | concerns.
 
LUCETTA
       ,           ,         ,           ,        ,
      Madam,| it will | not lie | where it | concerns,
          ,         ,        ,        ,      ,
      Unless | it have | a false | interp|reter.
 
JULIA
             ,         ,            ,        ,         ,
      Some love | of yours,| hath writ | to you | in rhyme.
 
LUCETTA
           ,           ,         ,       ,       ,
      That I | might sing | it (mad|am) to | a tune:
        ,           ,          ,     ,         ,
      Give me | a note,| your lad|yship | can set.
 
JULIA
            x       2       ,        ,        ,     ,
      As little | by such^toys,| as may | be pos|sible:
        ,    ,                  ,         ,          ,
      Best sing / it to | the tune | of Light | of love.
 
LUCETTA
               ,   ,            ,   ,         ,
      It is / too hea|vy for / so light | a tune.
 
JULIA
       ,          ,         ,          ,        ,
      Heavy?| Belike | it hath | some burd|en then?
 
LUCETTA
       ,            ,   2     ,                 ,      x
      Aye: and | melod|ious were | it, would / you sing it.
 
JULIA
           ,         ,
      And why | not you?
 
LUCETTA
                            ,        ,          ,
                         I can|not reach | so high.
 
JULIA
             ,           ,
      Let's see | your song:
           ,     ,
      How now | minion?  (di with prev)
 
LUCETTA
              ,             ,         ,           ,        ,
      Keep* tune | there* still,| so you | will sing | it out:
           ,         ,        ,         ,           ,
      And yet | methinks | I do | not like | this tune.
 
JULIA
       ,        T
      You do | not?
 
LUCETTA
                    T   T         ,          ,
                   No (mad|am)| 'tis | too sharp.
 
JULIA
       ,    ,              T   T T    oo
      You (min/ion) are | too saucy.|
 
LUCETTA
      ___    ,             ,     __    oo
      Nay,| now you | are too | flat;|
           ,         ,   ,         ,    ,      ,   ,
      And mar | the concord, with too harsh a descant:    ????
             ,        ,        ,         ,           ,
      There want|eth but | a mean | to fill | your song.
 
JULIA
            ,          ,             ,       ,      ,
      The mean | is drowned | with your | unru|ly bass.
 
LUCETTA
          ,       ,          ,         ,     ,
      Indeed | I bid | the base | for Prot|eus.
 
JULIA
            ,        ,           ,     ,     ,
      This bab|ble shall | not hence|forth troub/le me;
        ,           ,           ,     ,
      Here is | a coil | with prot|esta|tion:
 
[Tears the letter]
      <- ,     ,          ,          ,         ,       ___
        Go,|| get you | gone: and | let the | papers | lie:
       ,              ,     2     ,        ,      ,
      You would | be fing|ering them,| to ang|er me.
 
LUCETTA
            ,            ,          ,                 ,     ,
      She makes | it strange,| but she | would be / best pleased
        2    ,    ,          ,     ,        ,
      To be so | angered | with a|nother | letter.
 
[Exit]
 
JULIA
             ,         ,        ,         ,          ,
      Nay* would | I were | so^ang|ered with | the same:
          ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      O hate|ful hands,| to tear | such lov|ing words;
         ,   2     ,          ,         ,            ,     2->
      Injur|ious wasps,| to feed | on such | sweet* hon||ey,
            ,          ,           ,           ,            ,
      And kill | the bees | that yield | it, with | your stings;
             ,          ,        ,       ,       ,
      I'll kiss | each seve|ral pap|er, for | amends.
        ,             ,      ,  ,      ,  ,   ,
      Look, here is writ, kind Julia: Unkind Julia,  ????
          ,       ,         ,       ,      ,
      As in | revenge | of thy | ingrat|itude,
          ,           ,        ,           ,          ,
      I throw | thy name | against | the bruis|ing stones,
        ,             ,     2   ,       ,         ,
      Trampling | contemp|tuously | on thy | disdain.
            ,         ,      T    T  .   T    ,
      And here | is writ,| love-wounded Prot|eus.
        T    T  .    T        ,      ,      ,
      Poor wounded name:| my bosom, as | a bed,
              ,            ,          ,          ,      2     ,
      Shall lodge | thee till | thy wound | be thor|oughly healed;
            ,         ,          ,        ,          ,
      And thus | I search | it with | a sove|reign kiss.
            ,           ,          ,    2    ,        ,
      But twice,| or thrice,| was Prot|eus writ|ten down:
           ,            ,      T   T  .   T      ,
      Be calm |(good* wind)| blow not a word | away,
        ,   2         ,          ,        ,        ,
      Till I have | found each^|letter,| in the | letter,
          ,        2        ,     ,           ,          ,
      Except | mine^own / name: that,| some whirl|wind^bear
         ,      ,         ,         ,        ,
      Unto | a rag|ged, fear|ful, hang|ing rock,
            ,           ,      ,          ,       ,
      And throw | it thence | into | the rag|ing sea.
       T    T   .  T      ,    2        T    T     T
      Lo, here in one | line is his | name twice writ:
        ,        ,    ,         ,    2       ,   2
      Poor for|lorn Prot/eus,| passionate | Proteus:
                 ,    ,  2     ,           ,      ,
      To the / sweet Jul|ia: that | I'll tear | away:
           ,              ,     ,         ,     ,
      And yet | I will / not, sith | so pret|tily
          ,        ,       ,         ,         ,
      He coup|les it,| to his | complain|ing names;
        ,      2      ,          ,     ,      ,
      Thus will I | fold them,| one u|pon a|nother;
            ,        ,          ,     ,              ,
      Now kiss,| embrace,| contend,| do what | you will.
 
[Enter LUCETTA]
 
LUCETTA
       ,       ,           ,      o    ,           ,         T   ->
      Madam:| dinner | is rea|dy:   | and your || father | stays.
 
JULIA
        T    T        ,
      Well, let | us go.
 
LUCETTA
       __       ,            ,        ,            T    T     T
      What,|| shall these | papers | lie, like | tell-tales here?
 
JULIA
       ,           ,             ,         ,          ,
      If you | respect | them; best | to take | them up.
 
LUCETTA
       ,             x      ,         ,              ,
      Nay, I | was taken | up, for | laying | them down.
            ,           ,          ,          ,         ,
      Yet here | they shall | not lie,| for catch|ing cold.
 
JULIA
         ,          ,         ,        T   T   T
      I see | you have | a month's | mind to them.
 
LUCETTA
       ,    ,                 ,            ,          ,
      Aye (mad/am) you | may say | what sights | you see;
         ,            ,         ,           ,         ,
      I see | things^too,| although | you judge | I wink.
 
JULIA
        T     T     T       T    T   T   oo
      Come, come, wilt | please you go.|
 
[Exeunt]

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