The Two Gentlemen of Verona

The Two Gentlemen of Verona

ACT III SCENE II	The same. The DUKE's palace.
	Enter DUKE and THURIO
DUKE	Sir Thurio, fear not but that she will love you,
	Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight.
THURIO	Since his exile she hath despised me most,
	Forsworn my company and rail'd at me,	5
	That I am desperate of obtaining her.
DUKE	This weak impress of love is as a figure
	Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat
	Dissolves to water and doth lose his form.
	A little time will melt her frozen thoughts	10
	And worthless Valentine shall be forgot.
	Enter PROTEUS
	How now, Sir Proteus! Is your countryman
	According to our proclamation gone?
PROTEUS	Gone, my good lord.
DUKE	My daughter takes his going grievously.	15
PROTEUS	A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.
DUKE	So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so.
	Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee--
	For thou hast shown some sign of good desert--
	Makes me the better to confer with thee.	20
PROTEUS	Longer than I prove loyal to your grace
	Let me not live to look upon your grace.
DUKE	Thou know'st how willingly I would effect
	The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter.
PROTEUS	I do, my lord.	25
DUKE	And also, I think, thou art not ignorant
	How she opposes her against my will
PROTEUS	She did, my lord, when Valentine was here.
DUKE	Ay, and perversely she persevers so.
	What might we do to make the girl forget	30
	The love of Valentine and love Sir Thurio?
PROTEUS	The best way is to slander Valentine
	With falsehood, cowardice and poor descent,
	Three things that women highly hold in hate.
DUKE	Ay, but she'll think that it is spoke in hate.	35
PROTEUS	Ay, if his enemy deliver it:
	Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken
	By one whom she esteemeth as his friend.
DUKE	Then you must undertake to slander him.
PROTEUS	And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do:	40
	'Tis an ill office for a gentleman,
	Especially against his very friend.
DUKE	Where your good word cannot advantage him,
	Your slander never can endamage him;
	Therefore the office is indifferent,	45
	Being entreated to it by your friend.
PROTEUS	You have prevail'd, my lord; if I can do it
	By ought that I can speak in his dispraise,
	She shall not long continue love to him.
	But say this weed her love from Valentine,	50
	It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio.
THURIO	Therefore, as you unwind her love from him,
	Lest it should ravel and be good to none,
	You must provide to bottom it on me;
	Which must be done by praising me as much	55
	As you in worth dispraise Sir Valentine.
DUKE	And, Proteus, we dare trust you in this kind,
	Because we know, on Valentine's report,
	You are already Love's firm votary
	And cannot soon revolt and change your mind.	60
	Upon this warrant shall you have access
	Where you with Silvia may confer at large;
	For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy,
	And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you;
	Where you may temper her by your persuasion	65
	To hate young Valentine and love my friend.
PROTEUS	As much as I can do, I will effect:
	But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough;
	You must lay lime to tangle her desires
	By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes	70
	Should be full-fraught with serviceable vows.
DUKE	Ay,
	Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.
PROTEUS	Say that upon the altar of her beauty
	You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart:	75
	Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears
	Moist it again, and frame some feeling line
	That may discover such integrity:
	For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews,
	Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones,	80
	Make tigers tame and huge leviathans
	Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.
	After your dire-lamenting elegies,
	Visit by night your lady's chamber-window
	With some sweet concert; to their instruments	85
	Tune a deploring dump: the night's dead silence
	Will well become such sweet-complaining grievance.
	This, or else nothing, will inherit her.
DUKE	This discipline shows thou hast been in love.
THURIO	And thy advice this night I'll put in practise.	90
	Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver,
	Let us into the city presently
	To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music.
	I have a sonnet that will serve the turn
	To give the onset to thy good advice.	95
DUKE	About it, gentlemen!
PROTEUS	We'll wait upon your grace till after supper,
	And afterward determine our proceedings.
DUKE	Even now about it! I will pardon you.
	Exeunt