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Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1] |
Proteus |
142 |
Go, go, be gone, to save your ship from wreck,
Which cannot perish having thee aboard,
Being destined to a drier death on shore.
[Exit SPEED]
I must go send some better messenger:
I fear my Julia would not deign my lines,
Receiving them from such a worthless post.
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2 |
Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 1] |
Speed |
552 |
I'll warrant you, 'tis as well:
For often have you writ to her, and she, in modesty,
Or else for want of idle time, could not again reply;
Or fearing else some messenger that might her mind discover,
Herself hath taught her love himself to write unto her lover.
All this I speak in print, for in print I found it.
Why muse you, sir? 'tis dinner-time.
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3 |
Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 4] |
Valentine |
702 |
My lord, I will be thankful.
To any happy messenger from thence.
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4 |
Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1] |
Valentine |
1122 |
Please it your grace, there is a messenger
That stays to bear my letters to my friends,
And I am going to deliver them.
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Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 4] |
Julia |
1929 |
How many women would do such a message?
Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain'd
A fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs.
Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him
That with his very heart despiseth me?
Because he loves her, he despiseth me;
Because I love him I must pity him.
This ring I gave him when he parted from me,
To bind him to remember my good will;
And now am I, unhappy messenger,
To plead for that which I would not obtain,
To carry that which I would have refused,
To praise his faith which I would have dispraised.
I am my master's true-confirmed love;
But cannot be true servant to my master,
Unless I prove false traitor to myself.
Yet will I woo for him, but yet so coldly
As, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed.
[Enter SILVIA, attended]
Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean
To bring me where to speak with Madam Silvia.
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