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1

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Valentine

2

Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus:
Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.
Were't not affection chains thy tender days
To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,
I rather would entreat thy company
To see the wonders of the world abroad,
Than, living dully sluggardized at home,
Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.
But since thou lovest, love still and thrive therein,
Even as I would when I to love begin.

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Valentine

22

That's on some shallow story of deep love:
How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont.

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Valentine

26

'Tis true; for you are over boots in love,
And yet you never swum the Hellespont.

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

28

Over the boots? nay, give me not the boots.

5

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

44

Yet writers say, as in the sweetest bud
The eating canker dwells, so eating love
Inhabits in the finest wits of all.

6

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Valentine

47

And writers say, as the most forward bud
Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
Even so by love the young and tender wit
Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud,
Losing his verdure even in the prime
And all the fair effects of future hopes.
But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,
That art a votary to fond desire?
Once more adieu! my father at the road
Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd.

7

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

66

He after honour hunts, I after love:
He leaves his friends to dignify them more,
I leave myself, my friends and all, for love.
Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed me,
Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,
War with good counsel, set the world at nought;
Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with thought.

8

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Speed

76

Twenty to one then he is shipp'd already,
And I have play'd the sheep in losing him.

9

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

78

Indeed, a sheep doth very often stray,
An if the shepherd be a while away.

10

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Speed

89

The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not the sheep the
shepherd; but I seek my master, and my master seeks
not me: therefore I am no sheep.

11

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

92

The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd; the
shepherd for food follows not the sheep: thou for
wages followest thy master; thy master for wages
follows not thee: therefore thou art a sheep.

12

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Speed

102

If the ground be overcharged, you were best stick her.

13

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

106

You mistake; I mean the pound,—a pinfold.

14

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Speed

116

Now you have taken the pains to set it together,
take it for your pains.

15

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

118

No, no; you shall have it for bearing the letter.

16

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Speed

121

Marry, sir, the letter, very orderly; having nothing
but the word 'noddy' for my pains.

17

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Proteus

125

Come come, open the matter in brief: what said she?

18

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 1]

Speed

126

Open your purse, that the money and the matter may
be both at once delivered.

19

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 2]

Julia

154

Of all the fair resort of gentlemen
That every day with parle encounter me,
In thy opinion which is worthiest love?

20

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 2]

Julia

159

What think'st thou of the fair Sir Eglamour?