Two Gentlemen of Verona

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Act IV, Scene 3

The same.

       
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[Enter EGLAMOUR]

  • Eglamour. This is the hour that Madam Silvia
    Entreated me to call and know her mind:
    There's some great matter she'ld employ me in.
    Madam, madam!

[Enter SILVIA above]

  • Eglamour. Your servant and your friend;
    One that attends your ladyship's command.
  • Silvia. Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow.
  • Eglamour. As many, worthy lady, to yourself: 1790
    According to your ladyship's impose,
    I am thus early come to know what service
    It is your pleasure to command me in.
  • Silvia. O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman—
    Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not— 1795
    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. 1800
    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, 1805
    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, 1810
    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 1815
    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.
  • Eglamour. Madam, I pity much your grievances; 1820
    Which since I know they virtuously are placed,
    I give consent to go along with you,
    Recking as little what betideth me
    As much I wish all good befortune you.
    When will you go? 1825
  • Silvia. At Friar Patrick's cell,
    Where I intend holy confession.
  • Eglamour. I will not fail your ladyship. Good morrow, gentle lady. 1830
  • Silvia. Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour.

[Exeunt severally]

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