Open Source Shakespeare

Speeches (Lines) for Silvia
in "Two Gentlemen of Verona"

Total: 58

# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

II,1,492

Sir Valentine and servant, to you two thousand.

2

II,1,498

I thank you gentle servant: 'tis very clerkly done.

3

II,1,502

Perchance you think too much of so much pains?

4

II,1,505

A pretty period! Well, I guess the sequel;
And yet I will not name it; and yet I care not;...

5

II,1,511

Yes, yes; the lines are very quaintly writ;
But since unwillingly, take them again....

6

II,1,515

Ay, ay: you writ them, sir, at my request;
But I will none of them; they are for you;...

7

II,1,519

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

8

II,1,522

Why, if it please you, take it for your labour:
And so, good morrow, servant.

9

II,4,654

Servant!

10

II,4,662

Servant, you are sad.

11

II,4,677

What, angry, Sir Thurio! do you change colour?

12

II,4,684

A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly shot off.

13

II,4,686

Who is that, servant?

14

II,4,696

No more, gentlemen, no more:—here comes my father.

15

II,4,741

Belike that now she hath enfranchised them
Upon some other pawn for fealty.

16

II,4,744

Nay, then he should be blind; and, being blind
How could he see his way to seek out you?

17

II,4,750

Have done, have done; here comes the gentleman.

18

II,4,755

His worth is warrant for his welcome hither,
If this be he you oft have wish'd to hear from.

19

II,4,759

Too low a mistress for so high a servant.

20

II,4,765

And duty never yet did want his meed:
Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress.

21

II,4,768

That you are welcome?

22

II,4,772

I wait upon his pleasure. Come, Sir Thurio,
Go with me. Once more, new servant, welcome:...

23

IV,2,1719

I thank you for your music, gentlemen.
Who is that that spake?

24

IV,2,1723

Sir Proteus, as I take it.

25

IV,2,1725

What's your will?

26

IV,2,1727

You have your wish; my will is even this:
That presently you hie you home to bed....

27

IV,2,1743

Say that she be; yet Valentine thy friend
Survives; to whom, thyself art witness,...

28

IV,2,1748

And so suppose am I; for in his grave
Assure thyself my love is buried.

29

IV,2,1751

Go to thy lady's grave and call hers thence,
Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine.

30

IV,2,1764

I am very loath to be your idol, sir;
But since your falsehood shall become you well...

31

IV,3,1786

Who calls?

32

IV,3,1789

Sir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow.

33

IV,3,1794

O Eglamour, thou art a gentleman—
Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not—...

34

IV,3,1826

This evening coming.

35

IV,3,1828

At Friar Patrick's cell,
Where I intend holy confession.

36

IV,3,1831

Good morrow, kind Sir Eglamour.

37

IV,4,1950

What would you with her, if that I be she?

38

IV,4,1953

From whom?

39

IV,4,1955

O, he sends you for a picture.

40

IV,4,1957

Ursula, bring my picture here.
Go give your master this: tell him from me,...

41

IV,4,1965

I pray thee, let me look on that again.

42

IV,4,1967

There, hold!
I will not look upon your master's lines:...

43

IV,4,1973

The more shame for him that he sends it me;
For I have heard him say a thousand times...

44

IV,4,1979

What say'st thou?

45

IV,4,1982

Dost thou know her?

46

IV,4,1986

Belike she thinks that Proteus hath forsook her.

47

IV,4,1988

Is she not passing fair?

48

IV,4,1997

How tall was she?

49

IV,4,2013

She is beholding to thee, gentle youth.
Alas, poor lady, desolate and left!...

50

V,1,2058

Amen, amen! Go on, good Eglamour,
Out at the postern by the abbey-wall:...

51

V,3,2134

A thousand more mischances than this one
Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

52

V,3,2146

O Valentine, this I endure for thee!

53

V,4,2177

O miserable, unhappy that I am!

54

V,4,2180

By thy approach thou makest me most unhappy.

55

V,4,2182

Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
I would have been a breakfast to the beast,...

56

V,4,2194

When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved.
Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,...

57

V,4,2205

All men but Proteus.

58

V,4,2210

O heaven!