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If there be, or ever were, one such,
It's past the size of dreaming.

      — Antony and Cleopatra, Act V Scene 2

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Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 3]

Panthino

328

I think your lordship is not ignorant
How his companion, youthful Valentine,
Attends the emperor in his royal court.

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 1]

Valentine

499

Now trust me, madam, it came hardly off;
For being ignorant to whom it goes
I writ at random, very doubtfully.

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 2]

Duke of Milan

1477

And also, I think, thou art not ignorant
How she opposes her against my will

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 3]

Silvia

1794

O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman—
Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not—
Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd:
Thou art not ignorant what dear good will
I bear unto the banish'd Valentine,
Nor how my father would enforce me marry
Vain Thurio, whom my very soul abhors.
Thyself hast loved; and I have heard thee say
No grief did ever come so near thy heart
As when thy lady and thy true love died,
Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity.
Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,
To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode;
And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,
I do desire thy worthy company,
Upon whose faith and honour I repose.
Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,
But think upon my grief, a lady's grief,
And on the justice of my flying hence,
To keep me from a most unholy match,
Which heaven and fortune still rewards with plagues.
I do desire thee, even from a heart
As full of sorrows as the sea of sands,
To bear me company and go with me:
If not, to hide what I have said to thee,
That I may venture to depart alone.

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