The Two Gentlemen of Verona

The Two Gentlemen of Verona

ACT II SCENE VII	Verona. JULIA'S house.
	Enter JULIA and LUCETTA
JULIA	Counsel, Lucetta; gentle girl, assist me;
	And even in kind love I do conjure thee,
	Who art the table wherein all my thoughts
	Are visibly character'd and engraved,	5
	To lesson me and tell me some good mean
	How, with my honour, I may undertake
	A journey to my loving Proteus.
LUCETTA	Alas, the way is wearisome and long!
JULIA	A true-devoted pilgrim is not weary	10
	To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps;
	Much less shall she that hath Love's wings to fly,
	And when the flight is made to one so dear,
	Of such divine perfection, as Sir Proteus.
LUCETTA	Better forbear till Proteus make return.	15
JULIA	O, know'st thou not his looks are my soul's food?
	Pity the dearth that I have pined in,
	By longing for that food so long a time.
	Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,
	Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow	20
	As seek to quench the fire of love with words.
LUCETTA	I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire,
	But qualify the fire's extreme rage,
	Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.
JULIA	The more thou damm'st it up, the more it burns.	25
	The current that with gentle murmur glides,
	Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage;
	But when his fair course is not hindered,
	He makes sweet music with the enamell'ed stones,
	Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge	30
	He overtaketh in his pilgrimage,
	And so by many winding nooks he strays
	With willing sport to the wild ocean.
	Then let me go and hinder not my course
	I'll be as patient as a gentle stream	35
	And make a pastime of each weary step,
	Till the last step have brought me to my love;
	And there I'll rest, as after much turmoil
	A blessed soul doth in Elysium.
LUCETTA	But in what habit will you go along?	40
JULIA	Not like a woman; for I would prevent
	The loose encounters of lascivious men:
	Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds
	As may beseem some well-reputed page.
LUCETTA	Why, then, your ladyship must cut your hair.	45
JULIA	No, girl, I'll knit it up in silken strings
	With twenty odd-conceited true-love knots.
	To be fantastic may become a youth
	Of greater time than I shall show to be.
LUCETTA	What fashion, madam shall I make your breeches?	50
JULIA	That fits as well as 'Tell me, good my lord,
	What compass will you wear your farthingale?'
	Why even what fashion thou best likest, Lucetta.
LUCETTA	You must needs have them with a codpiece, madam.
JULIA	Out, out, Lucetta! that would be ill-favour'd.	55
LUCETTA	A round hose, madam, now's not worth a pin,
	Unless you have a codpiece to stick pins on.
JULIA	Lucetta, as thou lovest me, let me have
	What thou thinkest meet and is most mannerly.
	But tell me, wench, how will the world repute me	60
	For undertaking so unstaid a journey?
	I fear me, it will make me scandalized.
LUCETTA	If you think so, then stay at home and go not.
JULIA	Nay, that I will not.
LUCETTA	Then never dream on infamy, but go.	65
	If Proteus like your journey when you come,
	No matter who's displeased when you are gone:
	I fear me, he will scarce be pleased withal.
JULIA	That is the least, Lucetta, of my fear:
	A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears	70
	And instances of infinite of love
	Warrant me welcome to my Proteus.
LUCETTA	All these are servants to deceitful men.
JULIA	Base men, that use them to so base effect!
	But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth	75
	His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles,
	His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate,
	His tears pure messengers sent from his heart,
	His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.
LUCETTA	Pray heaven he prove so, when you come to him!	80
JULIA	Now, as thou lovest me, do him not that wrong
	To bear a hard opinion of his truth:
	Only deserve my love by loving him;
	And presently go with me to my chamber,
	To take a note of what I stand in need of,	85
	To furnish me upon my longing journey.
	All that is mine I leave at thy dispose,
	My goods, my lands, my reputation;
	Only, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence.
	Come, answer not, but to it presently!	90
	I am impatient of my tarriance.
	Exeunt