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But thy eternal summer shall not fade.

      — Sonnet XVIII

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KEYWORD: service

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1

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 3]

Panthino

342

To-morrow, may it please you, Don Alphonso,
With other gentlemen of good esteem,
Are journeying to salute the emperor
And to commend their service to his will.

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Panthino

635

Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood, and, in
losing the flood, lose thy voyage, and, in losing
thy voyage, lose thy master, and, in losing thy
master, lose thy service, and, in losing thy
service,—Why dost thou stop my mouth?

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Launce

644

Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the master, and
the service, and the tied! Why, man, if the river
were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the
wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs.

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 4]

Valentine

785

Ay, Proteus, but that life is alter'd now:
I have done penance for contemning Love,
Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me
With bitter fasts, with penitential groans,
With nightly tears and daily heart-sore sighs;
For in revenge of my contempt of love,
Love hath chased sleep from my enthralled eyes
And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow.
O gentle Proteus, Love's a mighty lord,
And hath so humbled me, as, I confess,
There is no woe to his correction,
Nor to his service no such joy on earth.
Now no discourse, except it be of love;
Now can I break my fast, dine, sup and sleep,
Upon the very naked name of love.

5

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 5]

Speed

928

At thy service.

6

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 2]

Proteus

1650

Ay, gentle Thurio: for you know that love
Will creep in service where it cannot go.

7

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 3]

Eglamour

1790

As many, worthy lady, to yourself:
According to your ladyship's impose,
I am thus early come to know what service
It is your pleasure to command me in.

8

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 4]

Proteus

1874

Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well
And will employ thee in some service presently.

9

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[V, 4]

Proteus

2168

Madam, this service I have done for you,
Though you respect not aught your servant doth,
To hazard life and rescue you from him
That would have forced your honour and your love;
Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give.

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