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} the two Gentlemen.
Duke of MILAN, Father to Silvia.
JULIA, a Lady of Verona, beloved of Protheus.
SCENE, sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan; and on
the Frontiers of Mantua.
An open Place in Verona. Enter VALENTINE, and
Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.
Pro. Wilt thou be gone ? Sweet Valentine, adieu !
Val. And on a love-book pray for my success. Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for thee.
Val. That's on some shallow story of deep love, How young
Leander cross'd the Hellespont. Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love; For he was more than over shoes in love.
Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love,
Pro. Over the boots: nay, give me not the boots,
30 Coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading mo
Or else a wit by folly vanquished.
Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me fool. Val. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll
prove. Pro. 'Tis love you cavil at; I am not love.
Val. Love is your master, for he masters you; 40 And he that is so yoked by a fool, Methinks should not be chronicled for wise.
Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud The eating canker dwells, so eating love Inhabits in the finest wits of all.
Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud
Pro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine.
now let us take our leave. At Milan, let me hear from thee by letters, Of thy success in love, and what news else Betideth here in absence of thy friend ;
60 And I likewise will visit thee with mine. Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!