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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds.

      — Sonnet CXVI

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KEYWORD: read

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1

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 1]

Silvia

519

And when it's writ, for my sake read it over,
And if it please you, so; if not, why, so.

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 4]

Proteus

800

Enough; I read your fortune in your eye.
Was this the idol that you worship so?

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Speed

1363

Let me read them.

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Launce

1364

Fie on thee, jolt-head! thou canst not read.

5

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Launce

1368

O illiterate loiterer! it was the son of thy
grandmother: this proves that thou canst not read.

6

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Launce

1395

Well, that fault may be mended with a breakfast. Read on.

7

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[V, 4]

Silvia

2194

When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved.
Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
Descended into perjury, to love me.
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'dst two;
And that's far worse than none; better have none
Than plural faith which is too much by one:
Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!

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