TPTT The Two Gentlemen of Verona: ACT IV
Introduction
ACT I
ACT II
ACT III
ACT IV
SCENE I. The frontiers of Mantua. A forest.
SCENE II. Milan. Outside the DUKE's palace, under SILVIA's chamber.
SCENE III. The same.
SCENE IV. The same.
ACT V
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SCENE I. The frontiers of Mantua. A forest.
Enter certain Outlaws
First Outlaw
      Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger.
Second Outlaw
      If there be ten, shrink not, but down with 'em.
Enter VALENTINE and SPEED
Third Outlaw
      Stand, sir, and throw us that you have about ye:
      If not: we'll make you sit and rifle you.
SPEED
5     Sir, we are undone; these are the villains
      That all the travellers do fear so much.
VALENTINE
      My friends,--
First Outlaw
      That's not so, sir: we are your enemies.
Second Outlaw
      Peace! we'll hear him.
Third Outlaw
10    Ay, by my beard, will we, for he's a proper man.
VALENTINE
      Then know that I have little wealth to lose:
      A man I am cross'd with adversity;
      My riches are these poor habiliments,
      Of which if you should here disfurnish me,
15    You take the sum and substance that I have.
Second Outlaw
      Whither travel you?
VALENTINE
      To Verona.
First Outlaw
      Whence came you?
VALENTINE
      From Milan.
Third Outlaw
20    Have you long sojourned there?
VALENTINE
      Some sixteen months, and longer might have stay'd,
      If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.
First Outlaw
      What, were you banish'd thence?
VALENTINE
      I was.
Second Outlaw
25    For what offence?
VALENTINE
      For that which now torments me to rehearse:
      I kill'd a man, whose death I much repent;
      But yet I slew him manfully in fight,
      Without false vantage or base treachery.
First Outlaw
30    Why, ne'er repent it, if it were done so.
      But were you banish'd for so small a fault?
VALENTINE
      I was, and held me glad of such a doom.
Second Outlaw
      Have you the tongues?
VALENTINE
      My youthful travel therein made me happy,
35    Or else I often had been miserable.
Third Outlaw
      By the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat friar,
      This fellow were a king for our wild faction!
First Outlaw
      We'll have him. Sirs, a word.
SPEED
      Master, be one of them; it's an honourable kind of thievery.
VALENTINE
40    Peace, villain!
Second Outlaw
      Tell us this: have you any thing to take to?
VALENTINE
      Nothing but my fortune.
Third Outlaw
      Know, then, that some of us are gentlemen,
      Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth
45    Thrust from the company of awful men:
      Myself was from Verona banished
      For practising to steal away a lady,
      An heir, and near allied unto the duke.
Second Outlaw
      And I from Mantua, for a gentleman,
50    Who, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart.
First Outlaw
      And I for such like petty crimes as these,
      But to the purpose--for we cite our faults,
      That they may hold excus'd our lawless lives;
      And partly, seeing you are beautified
55    With goodly shape and by your own report
      A linguist and a man of such perfection
      As we do in our quality much want--
Second Outlaw
      Indeed, because you are a banish'd man,
      Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you:
60    Are you content to be our general?
      To make a virtue of necessity
      And live, as we do, in this wilderness?
Third Outlaw
      What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our consort?
      Say ay, and be the captain of us all:
65    We'll do thee homage and be ruled by thee,
      Love thee as our commander and our king.
First Outlaw
      But if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest.
Second Outlaw
      Thou shalt not live to brag what we have offer'd.
VALENTINE
      I take your offer and will live with you,
70    Provided that you do no outrages
      On silly women or poor passengers.
Third Outlaw
      No, we detest such vile base practises.
      Come, go with us, we'll bring thee to our crews,
      And show thee all the treasure we have got,
75    Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose.
Exeunt
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