The Two Gentlemen of Verona: ACT V
Introduction ACT I ACT II ACT III ACT IV ACT V SCENE I. Milan. An abbey. SCENE II. The same. The DUKE's palace. SCENE III. The frontiers of Mantua. The forest. SCENE IV. Another part of the forest. About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE IV. Another part of the forest. Enter VALENTINE VALENTINE       How use doth breed a habit in a man!       This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,       I better brook than flourishing peopled towns:       Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, 5     And to the nightingale's complaining notes       Tune my distresses and record my woes.       O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,       Leave not the mansion so long tenantless,       Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall 10    And leave no memory of what it was!       Repair me with thy presence, Silvia;       Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!       What halloing and what stir is this to-day?       These are my mates, that make their wills their law, 15    Have some unhappy passenger in chase.       They love me well; yet I have much to do       To keep them from uncivil outrages.       Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA PROTEUS       Madam, this service I have done for you, 20    Though you respect not aught your servant doth,       To hazard life and rescue you from him       That would have forced your honour and your love;       Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;       A smaller boon than this I cannot beg 25    And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. VALENTINE       (Aside) How like a dream is this I see and hear!       Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. SILVIA       O miserable, unhappy that I am! PROTEUS       Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; 30    But by my coming I have made you happy. SILVIA       By thy approach thou makest me most unhappy. JULIA       (Aside) And me, when he approacheth to your presence. SILVIA       Had I been seized by a hungry lion,       I would have been a breakfast to the beast, 35    Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.       O, Heaven be judge how I love Valentine,       Whose life's as tender to me as my soul!       And full as much, for more there cannot be,       I do detest false perjured Proteus. 40    Therefore be gone; solicit me no more. PROTEUS       What dangerous action, stood it next to death,       Would I not undergo for one calm look!       O, 'tis the curse in love, and still approved,       When women cannot love where they're beloved! SILVIA 45    When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved.       Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,       For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith       Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths       Descended into perjury, to love me. 50    Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'dst two;       And that's far worse than none; better have none       Than plural faith which is too much by one:       Thou counterfeit to thy true friend! PROTEUS       In love 55    Who respects friend? SILVIA       All men but Proteus. PROTEUS       Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words       Can no way change you to a milder form,       I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end, 60    And love you 'gainst the nature of love,--force ye. SILVIA       O heaven! PROTEUS       I'll force thee yield to my desire. VALENTINE       Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch,       Thou friend of an ill fashion! PROTEUS 65    Valentine! VALENTINE       Thou common friend, that's without faith or love,       For such is a friend now; treacherous man!       Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine eye       Could have persuaded me: now I dare not say 70    I have one friend alive; thou wouldst disprove me.       Who should be trusted, when one's own right hand       Is perjured to the bosom? Proteus,       I am sorry I must never trust thee more,       But count the world a stranger for thy sake. 75    The private wound is deepest: O time most accurst,       'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst! PROTEUS       My shame and guilt confounds me.       Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow       Be a sufficient ransom for offence, 80    I tender 't here; I do as truly suffer       As e'er I did commit. VALENTINE       Then I am paid;       And once again I do receive thee honest.       Who by repentance is not satisfied 85    Is nor of heaven nor earth, for these are pleased.       By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeased:       And, that my love may appear plain and free,       All that was mine in Silvia I give thee. JULIA       O me unhappy! Swoons PROTEUS 90    Look to the boy. VALENTINE       Why, boy! why, wag! how now! what's the matter?       Look up; speak. JULIA       O good sir, my master charged me to deliver a ring       to Madam Silvia, which, out of my neglect, was never done. PROTEUS 95    Where is that ring, boy? JULIA       Here 'tis; this is it. PROTEUS       How! let me see:       Why, this is the ring I gave to Julia. JULIA       O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook: 100   This is the ring you sent to Silvia. PROTEUS       But how camest thou by this ring? At my depart       I gave this unto Julia. JULIA       And Julia herself did give it me;       And Julia herself hath brought it hither. PROTEUS 105   How! Julia! JULIA       Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths,       And entertain'd 'em deeply in her heart.       How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root!       O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush! 110   Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me       Such an immodest raiment, if shame live       In a disguise of love:       It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,       Women to change their shapes than men their minds. PROTEUS 115   Than men their minds! 'tis true.       O heaven! were man       But constant, he were perfect. That one error       Fills him with faults; makes him run through all the sins:       Inconstancy falls off ere it begins. 120   What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy       More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye? VALENTINE       Come, come, a hand from either:       Let me be blest to make this happy close;       'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. PROTEUS 125   Bear witness, Heaven, I have my wish for ever. JULIA       And I mine. Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO Outlaws       A prize, a prize, a prize! VALENTINE       Forbear, forbear, I say! it is my lord the duke.       Your grace is welcome to a man disgraced, 130   Banished Valentine. DUKE       Sir Valentine! THURIO       Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine. VALENTINE       Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death;       Come not within the measure of my wrath; 135   Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,       Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands;       Take but possession of her with a touch:       I dare thee but to breathe upon my love. THURIO       Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I; 140   I hold him but a fool that will endanger       His body for a girl that loves him not:       I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. DUKE       The more degenerate and base art thou,       To make such means for her as thou hast done 145   And leave her on such slight conditions.       Now, by the honour of my ancestry,       I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,       And think thee worthy of an empress' love:       Know then, I here forget all former griefs, 150   Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again,       Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit,       To which I thus subscribe: Sir Valentine,       Thou art a gentleman and well derived;       Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserved her. VALENTINE 155   I thank your grace; the gift hath made me happy.       I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,       To grant one boom that I shall ask of you. DUKE       I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. VALENTINE       These banish'd men that I have kept withal 160   Are men endued with worthy qualities:       Forgive them what they have committed here       And let them be recall'd from their exile:       They are reformed, civil, full of good       And fit for great employment, worthy lord. DUKE 165   Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them and thee:       Dispose of them as thou know'st their deserts.       Come, let us go: we will include all jars       With triumphs, mirth and rare solemnity. VALENTINE       And, as we walk along, I dare be bold 170   With our discourse to make your grace to smile.       What think you of this page, my lord? DUKE       I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes. VALENTINE       I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy. DUKE       What mean you by that saying? VALENTINE 175   Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along,       That you will wonder what hath fortuned.       Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance but to hear       The story of your loves discovered:       That done, our day of marriage shall be yours; 180   One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene