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The Two Gentlemen of Verona

Act II, Scene 1

Milan. The DUKE's palace.
 
[Enter VALENTINE and SPEED]
 
SPEED
       ,            ,
      Sir, your | glove.
 
VALENTINE
                                 T    T    T          ,
                         Not | mine; my gloves | are on.
 
SPEED
            ,          ,         ,           ,      2     ,
      Why then | this may | be yours,| for this | is but one.
 
VALENTINE
       ,            ,     ,     ,                   ,
      Ha? Let | me see:| aye, give / it me,| it's mine:
             ,     ,           ,         ,         ,
      Sweet^or|nament,| that decks | a thing | divine,
          ,   2    ,   2
      Ah Sil|via, Sil|via.
 
SPEED
Madam Silvia: Madam Silvia.
 
VALENTINE
How now sirrah?
 
SPEED
She is not within hearing, sir.
 
VALENTINE
Why sir, who bade you call her?
 
SPEED
Your worship sir, or else I mistook.
 
VALENTINE
Well: you'll still be too forward.
 
SPEED
And yet I was last chidden for being too slow.
 
VALENTINE
Go to, sir, tell me: do you know Madam Silvia?
 
SPEED
She that your worship loves?
 
VALENTINE
Why, how know you that I am in love?
 
SPEED
Marry by these special marks: first, you have learned (like Sir Proteus) to wreathe your arms, like a malecontent; to relish a love-song, like a robin-redbreast; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A B C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet; to watch like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas. You were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you walked, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you looked sadly, it was for want of money: and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you my master.
 
VALENTINE
Are all these things perceived in me?
 
SPEED
They are all perceived without ye.
 
VALENTINE
Without me? they cannot.
 
SPEED
Without you? nay, that's certain, for, without you were so simple, none else would: but you are so without these follies, that these follies are within you and shine through you like the water in an urinal, that not an eye that sees you but is a physician to comment on your malady.
 
VALENTINE
But tell me, dost thou know my lady Silvia?
 
SPEED
She that you gaze on so as she sits at supper?
 
VALENTINE
Hast thou observed that? even she, I mean.
 
SPEED
Why, sir, I know her not.
 
VALENTINE
Dost thou know her by my gazing on her, and yet knowest her not?
 
SPEED
Is she not hard-favored, sir?
 
VALENTINE
Not so fair, boy, as well-favored.
 
SPEED
Sir, I know that well enough.
 
VALENTINE
What dost thou know?
 
SPEED
That she is not so fair as, of you, well-favored.
 
VALENTINE
I mean that her beauty is exquisite, but her favor infinite.
 
SPEED
That's because the one is painted and the other out of all count.
 
VALENTINE
How painted? and how out of count?
 
SPEED
Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no man counts of her beauty.
 
VALENTINE
How esteemest thou me? I account of her beauty.
 
SPEED
You never saw her since she was deformed.
 
VALENTINE
How long hath she been deformed?
 
SPEED
Ever since you loved her.
 
VALENTINE
I have loved her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful.
 
SPEED
If you love her, you cannot see her.
 
VALENTINE
Why?
 
SPEED
Because Love is blind. O, that you had mine eyes; or your own eyes had the lights they were wont to have when you chid at Sir Proteus for going ungartered!
 
VALENTINE
What should I see then?
 
SPEED
Your own present folly and her passing deformity: for he, being in love, could not see to garter his hose, and you, being in love, cannot see to put on your hose.
 
VALENTINE
Belike, boy, then, you are in love; for last morning you could not see to wipe my shoes.
 
SPEED
True, sir; I was in love with my bed: I thank you, you swinged me for my love, which makes me the bolder to chide you for yours.
 
VALENTINE
In conclusion, I stand affected to her.
 
SPEED
I would you were set, so your affection would cease.
 
VALENTINE
Last night she enjoined me to write some lines to one she loves.
 
SPEED
And have you?
 
VALENTINE
I have.
 
SPEED
Are they not lamely writ?
 
VALENTINE
No, boy, but as well as I can do them. Peace! here she comes.
 
SPEED [Aside]
O excellent motion! O exceeding puppet! Now will he interpret to her.
 
[Enter SILVIA]
 
VALENTINE
Madam and mistress, a thousand good-morrows.
 
SPEED [Aside]
O, give ye good even! here's a million of manners.
 
SILVIA
Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thousand.
 
SPEED [Aside]
He should give her interest and she gives it him.
 
VALENTINE
          ,         ,         ,          ,          ,      ->
      As you | enjoined | me; I | have writ | your let||ter
       ,   2     ,         ,          ,          ,
      Un|to the se|cret, name|less friend | of yours;
        ,    2        ,      ,          2     ,
      Which I was | much un|willing | to proceed | in,
      <- ,        2    ,   3  3      ,     ,
        But || for my du|ty to your la|dyship.
 
SILVIA
      T   T    T     ,        ,              ,      ,        ,
      I thank you |(gentle | servant)| 'tis ve|ry clerk|ly done.
 
VALENTINE
            ,          ,             ,    ,      ,
      Now trust | me (ma|dam) it / came hard|ly off:
           ,      ,     ,         ,         ,
      For be|ing ig|norant | to whom | it goes,
          ,        ,        ,      ,       ,
      I writ | at ran|dom, ve|ry doubt|fully.
 
SILVIA
            ,           ,           ,     .  T   T    T
      Perchance | you think | too much | of so much pains?
 
VALENTINE
       ,   ,                ,          ,           ,
      No (ma/dam) so | it stead | you, I | will write
          ,              ,        ,         ,          ,
      (Please you | command)| a thou|sand times | as much:
           ,
      And yet--  [cut off?]
 
SILVIA
          ,      ,         ,        ,          ,       2->   
      A pret|ty per|iod: well:| I guess | the se||quel;
           ,     2      ,        x           ,        ,
      And yet | I will not | name it; and | yet I | care not;
           ,      ,      2    ,          ,        ,
      And yet | take this a|gain; and | yet I | thank you,
       ,               ,          ,       ,         ,
      Meaning | henceforth | to trou|ble you | no more.
 
SPEED [Aside]
           ,          ,         ,      ,       ,
      And yet | you will:| and yet,| ano|ther yet.
 
VALENTINE
             ,           ,     ,        ,            x
      What means | your la|dyship?| Do you | not like it?
 
SILVIA
             ,          ,          ,       ,        ,
      Yes*, yes:| the lines | are ve|ry quaint|ly writ;
             ,        ,       ,     ,            ,
      But (since | unwil|lingly)| take them | again.
       T     T    T
      Nay, take them.
 
VALENTINE
                      ,            ,         ,
                     Madam,| they are | for you.
 
SILVIA
            ,          ,          ,        ,       ,
      Aye,^aye:| you writ | them sir,| at my | request,
          ,          ,         ,          ,         ,
      But I | will none | of them:| they are | for you:
      ,               ,           ,          ,      ,
      I would | have had | them writ | more mo|vingly:
 
VALENTINE
         ,                ,           ,     ,      ,      2->
      Please you,| I'll write | your la|dyship | ano||ther.
 
SILVIA
            ,           ,         ,     T    T   . T     ->
      And when | it's writ,| for my | sake read it o||ver,
       ,      2      ,           ,       ,     ,
      And | if it please | you, so:| if not:| why so:
 
VALENTINE
       ,         ,         ,         T    T
      If it | please me |(madam)?| What then?
 
SILVIA
      <- T       2      ,            ,        ,          ,      o
        Why || if it please | you, take | it for | your la|bor:
           ,          ,       ,        o   oo
      And so | good* mor|row ser|vant.   |
 
[Exit]
 
SPEED  (this is in steady oct/tetra)
      _    __    __  __       ,      ,      ,    ,
      O | jest | un|seen:| inscru|table: invi|sible,
        2    ,      2    ,      __     ,      ,        ,    2      ,
      As a nose | on a man's | face,| or a | weather|cock on a | steeple:
          ,        ,        ,    oo       ,            ,          ,       o
      My mas|ter sues | to her:|    |and she | hath taught | her sui|tor,
       ,  ,            ,      oo    ,      ,         ,      oo
      He be/ing her | pupil,|    | to be|come her | tutor.|
         ,      ,        ,     ,          ,       ,         ,
      O ex|cellent | device,| was there | ever | heard a | better?
      <-  ,         ,        ,        __
        That my || master | being | scribe,
       ,       ,             ,          ,       oo
      To him|self should | write the | letter?|
 
VALENTINE
How now, sir? what are you reasoning with yourself?
 
SPEED
Nay, I was rhyming: 'tis you that have the reason.
 
VALENTINE
To do what?
 
SPEED
To be a spokesman for Madam Silvia.
 
VALENTINE
To whom?
 
SPEED
To yourself: why, she wooes you by a figure.
 
VALENTINE
What figure?
 
SPEED
By a letter, I should say.
 
VALENTINE
Why, she hath not writ to me?
 
SPEED
What need she, when she hath made you write to yourself? Why, do you not perceive the jest?
 
VALENTINE
No, believe me.
 
SPEED
No believing you, indeed, sir. But did you perceive her earnest?
 
VALENTINE
She gave me none, except an angry word.
 
SPEED
Why, she hath given you a letter.
 
VALENTINE
That's the letter I writ to her friend.
 
SPEED
And that letter hath she delivered, and there an end.
 
VALENTINE
I would it were no worse.
 
SPEED
I'll warrant you, 'tis as well:     (next lines are octameter)
           ,       ,          ,        ,         ,        ,     ,   oo
      For of|ten have | you writ | to her,| and she,| in mo|desty,|
           ,          ,        ,      ,           ,       ,        ,   oo
      Or else | for want | of id|le time,| could not | again | reply;|
          ,         ,          ,      ,           ,           ,        ,      o
      Or fea|ring else | some mes|senger | that might | her mind | disco|ver,
           ,            ,           ,         ,         ,        ,        ,     o
      Herself | hath taught | her love | himself | to write | unto | her lo|ver.
 
All this I speak in print, for in print I found it. Why muse you, sir? 'tis dinner-time.
 
VALENTINE
I have dined.
 
SPEED
Aye, but hearken, sir; though the chameleon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat: oh be not like your mistress; be moved, be moved.
 
[Exeunt]

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