The Two Gentlemen Of Verona

1 Enter Antonio and Pantino.
2 ANTONIO.
3 Tell me, Pantino, what sad talk was that
4 Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister?
5 PANTINO.
6 ’Twas of his nephew Proteus, your son.
7 ANTONIO.
8 Why, what of him?
9 PANTINO.
10 He wondered that your lordship
11 Would suffer him to spend his youth at home
12 While other men, of slender reputation,
13 Put forth their sons to seek preferment out:
14 Some to the wars to try their fortune there;
15 Some to discover islands far away;
16 Some to the studious universities.
17 For any or for all these exercises
18 He said that Proteus your son was meet,
19 And did request me to importune you
20 To let him spend his time no more at home,
21 Which would be great impeachment to his age
22 In having known no travel in his youth.
23 ANTONIO.
24 Nor need’st thou much importune me to that
25 Whereon this month I have been hammering.
26 I have considered well his loss of time,
27 And how he cannot be a perfect man,
28 Not being tried and tutored in the world.
29 Experience is by industry achieved
30 And perfected by the swift course of time.
31 Then tell me whither were I best to send him?
32 PANTINO.
33 I think your lordship is not ignorant
34 How his companion, youthful Valentine,
35 Attends the Emperor in his royal court.
36 ANTONIO.
37 I know it well.
38 PANTINO.
39 ’Twere good, I think, your lordship sent him thither.
40 There shall he practise tilts and tournaments,
41 Hear sweet discourse, converse with noblemen,
42 And be in eye of every exercise
43 Worthy his youth and nobleness of birth.
44 ANTONIO.
45 I like thy counsel; well hast thou advised,
46 And that thou mayst perceive how well I like it,
47 The execution of it shall make known.
48 Even with the speediest expedition
49 I will dispatch him to the Emperor’s court.
50 PANTINO.
51 Tomorrow, may it please you, Don Alphonso
52 With other gentlemen of good esteem
53 Are journeying to salute the Emperor
54 And to commend their service to his will.
55 ANTONIO.
56 Good company. With them shall Proteus go.
57 Enter Proteus reading a letter.
58 And in good time! Now will we break with him.
59 PROTEUS.
60 Sweet love, sweet lines, sweet life!
61 Here is her hand, the agent of her heart;
62 Here is her oath for love, her honour’s pawn.
63 O, that our fathers would applaud our loves
64 To seal our happiness with their consents.
65 O heavenly Julia!
66 ANTONIO.
67 How now? What letter are you reading there?
68 PROTEUS.
69 May’t please your lordship, ’tis a word or two
70 Of commendations sent from Valentine,
71 Delivered by a friend that came from him.
72 ANTONIO.
73 Lend me the letter. Let me see what news.
74 PROTEUS.
75 There is no news, my lord, but that he writes
76 How happily he lives, how well beloved
77 And daily graced by the Emperor,
78 Wishing me with him, partner of his fortune.
79 ANTONIO.
80 And how stand you affected to his wish?
81 PROTEUS.
82 As one relying on your lordship’s will,
83 And not depending on his friendly wish.
84 ANTONIO.
85 My will is something sorted with his wish.
86 Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed,
87 For what I will, I will, and there an end.
88 I am resolved that thou shalt spend some time
89 With Valentinus in the Emperor’s court.
90 What maintenance he from his friends receives,
91 Like exhibition thou shalt have from me.
92 Tomorrow be in readiness to go.
93 Excuse it not, for I am peremptory.
94 PROTEUS.
95 My lord, I cannot be so soon provided;
96 Please you deliberate a day or two.
97 ANTONIO.
98 Look what thou want’st shall be sent after thee.
99 No more of stay. Tomorrow thou must go.
100 Come on, Pantino, you shall be employed
101 To hasten on his expedition.
102 [_Exeunt Antonio and Pantino._]
103 PROTEUS.
104 Thus have I shunned the fire for fear of burning
105 And drenched me in the sea, where I am drowned.
106 I feared to show my father Julia’s letter
107 Lest he should take exceptions to my love,
108 And with the vantage of mine own excuse
109 Hath he excepted most against my love.
110 O, how this spring of love resembleth
111 The uncertain glory of an April day,
112 Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
113 And by an by a cloud takes all away.
114 Enter Pantino.
115 PANTINO.
116 Sir Proteus, your father calls for you.
117 He is in haste. Therefore, I pray you, go.
118 PROTEUS.
119 Why, this it is: my heart accords thereto,
120 And yet a thousand times it answers “No”.
121 [_Exeunt._]