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Название: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare

Автор: Уильям Шекспир

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СКАЧАТЬ TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA

       Table of Contents

      By William Shakespeare

      DRAMATIS PERSONAE

       DUKE OF MILAN, father to Silvia

       VALENTINE, one of the two gentlemen

       PROTEUS, one of the two gentlemen

       ANTONIO, father to Proteus

       THURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine

       EGLAMOUR, agent for Silvia in her escape

       SPEED, a clownish servant to Valentine

       LAUNCE, the like to Proteus

       PANTHINO, servant to Antonio

       HOST, where Julia lodges in Milan

       OUTLAWS, with Valentine

       JULIA, a lady of Verona, beloved of Proteus

       SILVIA, beloved of Valentine

       LUCETTA, waiting-woman to Julia

       SERVANTS, MUSICIANS

       SCENE: Verona; Milan; the frontiers of Mantua

       ACT 1.

       SCENE I. Verona. An open place

       [Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS.]

       VALENTINE.

       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 sluggardiz’d at home,

       Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.

       But since thou lov’st, love still, and thrive therein,

       Even as I would, when I to love begin.

       PROTEUS.

       Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu!

       Think on thy Proteus, when thou haply seest

       Some rare noteworthy object in thy travel:

       Wish me partaker in thy happiness

       When thou dost meet good hap; and in thy danger,

       If ever danger do environ thee,

       Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers,

       For I will be thy headsman, Valentine.

       VALENTINE.

       And on a love-book pray for my success?

       PROTEUS.

       Upon some book I love I’ll pray for thee.

       VALENTINE.

       That’s on some shallow story of deep love,

       How young Leander cross’d the Hellespont.

       PROTEUS.

       That’s a deep story of a deeper love;

       For he was more than over shoes in love.

       VALENTINE.

       ‘Tis true; for you are over boots in love,

       And yet you never swum the Hellespont.

       PROTEUS.

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

       VALENTINE.

       No, I will not, for it boots thee not.

       PROTEUS.

       What?

       VALENTINE.

       To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans;

       Coy looks with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment’s mirth

       With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights:

       If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain;

       If lost, why then a grievous labour won:

       However, but a folly bought with wit,

       Or else a wit by folly vanquished.

       PROTEUS.

       So, by your circumstance, you call me fool.

       VALENTINE.

       So, by your circumstance, I fear you’ll prove.

       PROTEUS.

       ‘Tis love you cavil at: I am not Love.

       VALENTINE.

       Love is your master, for he masters you;

       And he that is so yoked by a fool,

       Methinks, should not be chronicled for wise.

       PROTEUS.

       Yet writers say, as in the sweetest bud

       The eating canker dwells, so eating love

       Inhabits in the finest wits of all.

       VALENTINE.

       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 turned 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 the

       That art a votary to fond desire?

       Once more adieu! my father at the road

       Expects my coming, there to see me shipp’d.

       PROTEUS.

       And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.

       VALENTINE.

       Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave.

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