Two Gentlemen of Verona

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Two Gentlemen of Verona （《维洛那二绅士》），tells the tale of two friends who travel to Milan and learn about the chaotic world of courting. 作者：William Shakespeare（威廉·莎士比亚），1564-1616，英国文艺复兴时期戏剧家和诗人，全世界最伟大的文学家之一； 朗读：苑溪仙；

  1. 07/03/2025

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    ACT V SCENE IV Another part of the forest.  VALENTINEHow 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,And to the nightingale's complaining notes5Tune 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 fallAnd leave no memory of what it was!10Repair 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,Have some unhappy passenger in chase.15They love me well; yet I have much to doTo keep them from uncivil outrages.Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here?[Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA]PROTEUSMadam, this service I have done for you,Though you respect not aught your servant doth,20To hazard life and rescue you from himThat would have forced your honour and your love;Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;A smaller boon than this I cannot begAnd less than this, I am sure, you cannot give.25VALENTINE[Aside] How like a dream is this I see and hear!Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile.SILVIAO miserable, unhappy that I am!PROTEUSUnhappy were you, madam, ere I came;But by my coming I have made you happy.30SILVIABy thy approach thou makest me most unhappy.JULIA[Aside] And me, when he approacheth to your presence.SILVIAHad I been seized by a hungry lion,I would have been a breakfast to the beast,Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.35O, 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.Therefore be gone; solicit me no more.40PROTEUSWhat 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!SILVIAWhen Proteus cannot love where he's beloved.45Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faithInto a thousand oaths; and all those oathsDescended into perjury, to love me.Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'dst two;50And that's far worse than none; better have noneThan plural faith which is too much by one:Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!PROTEUSIn loveWho respects friend?55SILVIAAll men but Proteus.PROTEUSNay, if the gentle spirit of moving wordsCan no way change you to a milder form,I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end,And love you 'gainst the nature of love,--force ye.60SILVIAO heaven!PROTEUSI'll force thee yield to my desire.VALENTINERuffian, let go that rude uncivil touch,Thou friend of an ill fashion!PROTEUSValentine!65VALENTINEThou common friend, that's without faith or love,For such is a friend now; treacherous man!Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine eyeCould have persuaded me: now I dare not sayI have one friend alive; thou wouldst disprove me.70Who should be trusted, when one's own right handIs perjured to the bosom? Proteus,I am sorry I must never trust thee more,But count the world a stranger for thy sake.The private wound is deepest: O time most accurst,75'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!PROTEUSMy shame and guilt confounds me.Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrowBe a sufficient ransom for offence,I tender 't here; I do as truly suffer80As e'er I did commit.VALENTINEThen I am paid;And once again I do receive thee honest.Who by repentance is not satisfiedIs nor of heaven nor earth, for these are pleased.85By 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.JULIAO me unhappy![Swoons]PROTEUSLook to the boy.90VALENTINEWhy, boy! why, wag! how now! what's the matter?Look up; speak.JULIAO good sir, my master charged me to deliver a ringto Madam Silvia, which, out of my neglect, was never done.PROTEUSWhere is that ring, boy?95JULIAHere 'tis; this is it.PROTEUSHow! let me see:Why, this is the ring I gave to Julia.JULIAO, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook:This is the ring you sent to Silvia.100PROTEUSBut how camest thou by this ring? At my departI gave this unto Julia.JULIAAnd Julia herself did give it me;And Julia herself hath brought it hither.PROTEUSHow! Julia!105JULIABehold 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!Be thou ashamed that I have took upon me110Such an immodest raiment, if shame liveIn a disguise of love:It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,Women to change their shapes than men their minds.PROTEUSThan men their minds! 'tis true.115O heaven! were manBut constant, he were perfect. That one errorFills him with faults; makes him run through all the sins:Inconstancy falls off ere it begins.What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy120More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?VALENTINECome, come, a hand from either:Let me be blest to make this happy close;'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes.PROTEUSBear witness, Heaven, I have my wish for ever.125JULIAAnd I mine.[Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO]OutlawsA prize, a prize, a prize!VALENTINEForbear, forbear, I say! it is my lord the duke.Your grace is welcome to a man disgraced,Banished Valentine.130DUKESir Valentine!THURIOYonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.VALENTINEThurio, give back, or else embrace thy death;Come not within the measure of my wrath;Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,135Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands;Take but possession of her with a touch:I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.THURIOSir Valentine, I care not for her, I;I hold him but a fool that will endanger140His body for a girl that loves him not:I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.DUKEThe more degenerate and base art thou,To make such means for her as thou hast doneAnd leave her on such slight conditions.145Now, 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,Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again,150Plead 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.VALENTINEI thank your grace; the gift hath made me happy.155I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,To grant one boom that I shall ask of you.DUKEI grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be.VALENTINEThese banish'd men that I have kept withalAre men endued with worthy qualities:160Forgive them what they have committed hereAnd let them be recall'd from their exile:They are reformed, civil, full of goodAnd fit for great employment, worthy lord.DUKEThou hast prevail'd; I pardon them and thee:165Dispose of them as thou know'st their deserts.Come, let us go: we will include all jarsWith triumphs, mirth and rare solemnity.VALENTINEAnd, as we walk along, I dare be boldWith our discourse to make your grace to smile.170What think you of this page, my lord?DUKEI think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes.VALENTINEI warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy.DUKEWhat mean you by that saying?VALENTINEPlease you, I'll tell you as we pass along,175That you will wonder what hath fortuned.Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance but to hearThe story of your loves discovered:That done, our day of marriage shall be yours;One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.180[Exeunt]

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  2. 07/02/2025

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    ACT V SCENE III The frontiers of Mantua. The forest.  [Enter Outlaws with SILVIA]First OutlawCome, come,Be patient; we must bring you to our captain.SILVIAA thousand more mischances than this oneHave learn'd me how to brook this patiently.Second OutlawCome, bring her away.5First OutlawWhere is the gentleman that was with her?Third OutlawBeing nimble-footed, he hath outrun us,But Moyses and Valerius follow him.Go thou with her to the west end of the wood;There is our captain: we'll follow him that's fled;10The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape.First OutlawCome, I must bring you to our captain's cave:Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,And will not use a woman lawlessly.SILVIAO Valentine, this I endure for thee!15[Exeunt]

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  3. 07/02/2025

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    ACT V SCENE II The same. The Duke's Palace.  [Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA] THURIOSir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? PROTEUSO, sir, I find her milder than she was; And yet she takes exceptions at your person. THURIOWhat, that my leg is too long? PROTEUSNo; that it is too little.5 THURIOI'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. JULIA[Aside] But love will not be spurr'd to what it loathes. THURIOWhat says she to my face? PROTEUSShe says it is a fair one.10 THURIONay then, the wanton lies; my face is black. PROTEUSBut pearls are fair; and the old saying is, Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. JULIA[Aside] 'Tis true; such pearls as put out ladies' eyes;15 For I had rather wink than look on them. THURIOHow likes she my discourse? PROTEUSIll, when you talk of war. THURIOBut well, when I discourse of love and peace? JULIA[Aside] But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.20 THURIOWhat says she to my valour? PROTEUSO, sir, she makes no doubt of that. JULIA[Aside] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. THURIOWhat says she to my birth? PROTEUSThat you are well derived.25 JULIA[Aside] True; from a gentleman to a fool. THURIOConsiders she my possessions? PROTEUSO, ay; and pities them. THURIOWherefore? JULIA[Aside] That such an ass should owe them.30 PROTEUSThat they are out by lease. JULIAHere comes the duke. [Enter DUKE] DUKEHow now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio! Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late? THURIONot I.35 PROTEUSNor I. DUKESaw you my daughter? PROTEUSNeither. DUKEWhy then, She's fled unto that peasant Valentine;40 And Eglamour is in her company. 'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both, As he in penance wander'd through the forest; Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she, But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it;45 Besides, she did intend confession At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not; These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, But mount you presently and meet with me50 Upon the rising of the mountain-foot That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled: Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Exit] THURIOWhy, this it is to be a peevish girl, That flies her fortune when it follows her.55 I'll after, more to be revenged on Eglamour Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [Exit] PROTEUSAnd I will follow, more for Silvia's love Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit] JULIAAnd I will follow, more to cross that love60 Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love. [Exit]

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  4. 06/30/2025

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    ACT V SCENE I Milan. An abbey.  [Enter EGLAMOUR]EGLAMOURThe sun begins to gild the western sky;And now it is about the very hourThat Silvia, at Friar Patrick's cell, should meet me.She will not fail, for lovers break not hours,Unless it be to come before their time;5So much they spur their expedition.See where she comes.[Enter SILVIA]Lady, a happy evening!SILVIAAmen, amen! Go on, good Eglamour,Out at the postern by the abbey-wall:10I fear I am attended by some spies.EGLAMOURFear not: the forest is not three leagues off;If we recover that, we are sure enough.[Exeunt]

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  5. 06/29/2025

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    ACT IV SCENE IV The same. [Enter LAUNCE, with his his Dog]LAUNCEWhen a man's servant shall play the cur with him,look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up of apuppy; one that I saved from drowning, when three orfour of his blind brothers and sisters went to it.I have taught him, even as one would say precisely,5'thus I would teach a dog.' I was sent to deliverhim as a present to Mistress Silvia from my master;and I came no sooner into the dining-chamber but hesteps me to her trencher and steals her capon's leg:O, 'tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself10in all companies! I would have, as one should say,one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be,as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not hadmore wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did,I think verily he had been hanged for't; sure as I15live, he had suffered for't; you shall judge. Hethrusts me himself into the company of three or fourgentlemanlike dogs under the duke's table: he hadnot been there--bless the mark!--a pissing while, butall the chamber smelt him. 'Out with the dog!' says20one: 'What cur is that?' says another: 'Whip himout' says the third: 'Hang him up' says the duke.I, having been acquainted with the smell before,knew it was Crab, and goes me to the fellow thatwhips the dogs: 'Friend,' quoth I, 'you mean to whip25the dog?' 'Ay, marry, do I,' quoth he. 'You do himthe more wrong,' quoth I; ''twas I did the thing youwot of.' He makes me no more ado, but whips me outof the chamber. How many masters would do this forhis servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the30stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he hadbeen executed; I have stood on the pillory for geesehe hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't.Thou thinkest not of this now. Nay, I remember thetrick you served me when I took my leave of Madam35Silvia: did not I bid thee still mark me and do as Ido? when didst thou see me heave up my leg and makewater against a gentlewoman's farthingale? didstthou ever see me do such a trick?[Enter PROTEUS and JULIA]PROTEUSSebastian is thy name? I like thee well40And will employ thee in some service presently.JULIAIn what you please: I'll do what I can.PROTEUSI hope thou wilt.[To LAUNCE]How now, you whoreson peasant!Where have you been these two days loitering?45LAUNCEMarry, sir, I carried Mistress Silvia the dog you bade me.PROTEUSAnd what says she to my little jewel?LAUNCEMarry, she says your dog was a cur, and tells youcurrish thanks is good enough for such a present.PROTEUSBut she received my dog?50LAUNCENo, indeed, did she not: here have I brought himback again.PROTEUSWhat, didst thou offer her this from me?LAUNCEAy, sir: the other squirrel was stolen from me bythe hangman boys in the market-place: and then I55offered her mine own, who is a dog as big as ten ofyours, and therefore the gift the greater.PROTEUSGo get thee hence, and find my dog again,Or ne'er return again into my sight.Away, I say! stay'st thou to vex me here?60[Exit LAUNCE]A slave, that still an end turns me to shame!Sebastian, I have entertained thee,Partly that I have need of such a youthThat can with some discretion do my business,For 'tis no trusting to yond foolish lout,65But chiefly for thy face and thy behavior,Which, if my augury deceive me not,Witness good bringing up, fortune and truth:Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee.Go presently and take this ring with thee,70Deliver it to Madam Silvia:She loved me well deliver'd it to me.JULIAIt seems you loved not her, to leave her token.She is dead, belike?PROTEUSNot so; I think she lives.75JULIAAlas!PROTEUSWhy dost thou cry 'alas'?JULIAI cannot chooseBut pity her.PROTEUSWherefore shouldst thou pity her?80JULIABecause methinks that she loved you as wellAs you do love your lady Silvia:She dreams of him that has forgot her love;You dote on her that cares not for your love.'Tis pity love should be so contrary;85And thinking of it makes me cry 'alas!'PROTEUSWell, give her that ring and therewithalThis letter. That's her chamber. Tell my ladyI claim the promise for her heavenly picture.Your message done, hie home unto my chamber,90Where thou shalt find me, sad and solitary.[Exit]JULIAHow many women would do such a message?Alas, poor Proteus! thou hast entertain'dA fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs.Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him95That with his very heart despiseth me?Because he loves her, he despiseth me;Because I love him I must pity him.This ring I gave him when he parted from me,To bind him to remember my good will;100And now am I, unhappy messenger,To plead for that which I would not obtain,To carry that which I would have refused,To praise his faith which I would have dispraised.I am my master's true-confirmed love;105But cannot be true servant to my master,Unless I prove false traitor to myself.Yet will I woo for him, but yet so coldlyAs, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed.[Enter SILVIA, attended]Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean110To bring me where to speak with Madam Silvia.SILVIAWhat would you with her, if that I be she?JULIAIf you be she, I do entreat your patienceTo hear me speak the message I am sent on.SILVIAFrom whom?115JULIAFrom my master, Sir Proteus, madam.SILVIAO, he sends you for a picture.JULIAAy, madam.SILVIAUrsula, bring my picture here.Go give your master this: tell him from me,120One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget,Would better fit his chamber than this shadow.JULIAMadam, please you peruse this letter.--Pardon me, madam; I have unadvisedDeliver'd you a paper that I should not:125This is the letter to your ladyship.SILVIAI pray thee, let me look on that again.JULIAIt may not be; good madam, pardon me.SILVIAThere, hold!I will not look upon your master's lines:130I know they are stuff'd with protestationsAnd full of new-found oaths; which he will breakAs easily as I do tear his paper.JULIAMadam, he sends your ladyship this ring.SILVIAThe more shame for him that he sends it me;135For I have heard him say a thousand timesHis Julia gave it him at his departure.Though his false finger have profaned the ring,Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.JULIAShe thanks you.140SILVIAWhat say'st thou?JULIAI thank you, madam, that you tender her.Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much.SILVIADost thou know her?JULIAAlmost as well as I do know myself:145To think upon her woes I do protestThat I have wept a hundred several times.SILVIABelike she thinks that Proteus hath forsook her.JULIAI think she doth; and that's her cause of sorrow.SILVIAIs she not passing fair?150JULIAShe hath been fairer, madam, than she is:When she did think my master loved her well,She, in my judgment, was as fair as you:But since she did neglect her looking-glassAnd threw her sun-expelling mask away,155The air hath starved the roses in her cheeksAnd pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,That now she is become as black as I.SILVIAHow tall was she?JULIAAbout my stature; for at Pentecost,160When all our pageants of delight were play'd,Our youth got me to play the woman's part,And I was trimm'd in Madam Julia's gown,Which served me as fit, by all men's judgments,As if the garment had been made for me:165Therefore I know she is about my height.And at that time I made her weep agood,For I did play a lamentable part:Madam, 'twas Ariadne passioningFor Theseus' perjury and unjust flight;170Which I so lively acted with my tearsThat my poor mistress, moved therewithal,Wept bitterly; and would I might be deadIf I in thought felt not her very sorrow!SILVIAShe is beholding to thee, gentle youth.175Alas, poor lady, desolate and left!I weep myself to think upon thy words.Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee thisFor thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lovest her.Farewell.180[Exit SILVIA, with attendants]JULIAAnd she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know her.A virtuous gentlewoman, mild and beautifulI hope my master's suit will be but cold,Since she respects my mistress' love so much.Alas, how love can trifle with itself!185Here is her picture: let me see; I think,If I had such a tire, this face of mineWere full as lovely as is this of hers:And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,Unless I flatter with myself too much.190Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow:If that be all the difference in his love,I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.Her eyes are grey as glass, and so are mine:Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high.195What should it be that he respects in herBut I can make respective in myself,If this fond Love were not a blinded god?Come, shadow, come and take this shadow up,For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form,200Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, loved and adored!And, were there sense in his idolatry,My substance should be statue in thy stead.I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,That used me so; or else, by Jove I vow,205I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyesTo make my master out of love with thee![Exit]

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  6. 06/28/2025

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    ACT IV SCENE III The same.  [Enter EGLAMOUR]EGLAMOURThis is the hour that Madam SilviaEntreated me to call and know her mind:There's some great matter she'ld employ me in.Madam, madam![Enter SILVIA above]SILVIAWho calls?5EGLAMOURYour servant and your friend;One that attends your ladyship's command.SILVIASir Eglamour, a thousand times good morrow.EGLAMOURAs many, worthy lady, to yourself:According to your ladyship's impose,10I am thus early come to know what serviceIt is your pleasure to command me in.SILVIAO Eglamour, thou art a gentleman--Think not I flatter, for I swear I do not--Valiant, wise, remorseful, well accomplish'd:15Thou art not ignorant what dear good willI bear unto the banish'd Valentine,Nor how my father would enforce me marryVain Thurio, whom my very soul abhors.Thyself hast loved; and I have heard thee say20No grief did ever come so near thy heartAs when thy lady and thy true love died,Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity.Sir Eglamour, I would to Valentine,To Mantua, where I hear he makes abode;25And, for the ways are dangerous to pass,I do desire thy worthy company,Upon whose faith and honour I repose.Urge not my father's anger, Eglamour,But think upon my grief, a lady's grief,30And on the justice of my flying hence,To keep me from a most unholy match,Which heaven and fortune still rewards with plagues.I do desire thee, even from a heartAs full of sorrows as the sea of sands,35To bear me company and go with me:If not, to hide what I have said to thee,That I may venture to depart alone.EGLAMOURMadam, I pity much your grievances;Which since I know they virtuously are placed,40I give consent to go along with you,Recking as little what betideth meAs much I wish all good befortune you.When will you go?SILVIAThis evening coming.45EGLAMOURWhere shall I meet you?SILVIAAt Friar Patrick's cell,Where I intend holy confession.EGLAMOURI will not fail your ladyship. Good morrow, gentle lady.SILVIAGood morrow, kind Sir Eglamour.50[Exeunt severally]

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  7. 06/27/2025

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    ACT IV SCENE II Milan. Outside the Duke's palace, under Silvia's chamber.  [Enter PROTEUS]PROTEUSAlready have I been false to ValentineAnd now I must be as unjust to Thurio.Under the colour of commending him,I have access my own love to prefer:But Silvia is too fair, too true, too holy,5To be corrupted with my worthless gifts.When I protest true loyalty to her,She twits me with my falsehood to my friend;When to her beauty I commend my vows,She bids me think how I have been forsworn10In breaking faith with Julia whom I loved:And notwithstanding all her sudden quips,The least whereof would quell a lover's hope,Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love,The more it grows and fawneth on her still.15But here comes Thurio: now must we to her window,And give some evening music to her ear.[Enter THURIO and Musicians]THURIOHow now, Sir Proteus, are you crept before us?PROTEUSAy, gentle Thurio: for you know that loveWill creep in service where it cannot go.20THURIOAy, but I hope, sir, that you love not here.PROTEUSSir, but I do; or else I would be hence.THURIOWho? Silvia?PROTEUSAy, Silvia; for your sake.THURIOI thank you for your own. Now, gentlemen,25Let's tune, and to it lustily awhile.[Enter, at a distance, Host, and JULIA in boy's clothes]HostNow, my young guest, methinks you're allycholly: Ipray you, why is it?JULIAMarry, mine host, because I cannot be merry.HostCome, we'll have you merry: I'll bring you where30you shall hear music and see the gentleman that you asked for.JULIABut shall I hear him speak?HostAy, that you shall.JULIAThat will be music.[Music plays]HostHark, hark!35JULIAIs he among these?HostAy: but, peace! let's hear 'em.SONG.Who is Silvia? what is she,That all our swains commend her?Holy, fair and wise is she;40The heaven such grace did lend her,That she might admired be.Is she kind as she is fair?For beauty lives with kindness.Love doth to her eyes repair,45To help him of his blindness,And, being help'd, inhabits there.Then to Silvia let us sing,That Silvia is excelling;She excels each mortal thing50Upon the dull earth dwelling:To her let us garlands bring.HostHow now! are you sadder than you were before? Howdo you, man? the music likes you not.JULIAYou mistake; the musician likes me not.55HostWhy, my pretty youth?JULIAHe plays false, father.HostHow? out of tune on the strings?JULIANot so; but yet so false that he grieves my veryheart-strings.60HostYou have a quick ear.JULIAAy, I would I were deaf; it makes me have a slow heart.HostI perceive you delight not in music.JULIANot a whit, when it jars so.HostHark, what fine change is in the music!65JULIAAy, that change is the spite.HostYou would have them always play but one thing?JULIAI would always have one play but one thing.But, host, doth this Sir Proteus that we talk onOften resort unto this gentlewoman?70HostI tell you what Launce, his man, told me: he lovedher out of all nick.JULIAWhere is Launce?HostGone to seek his dog; which tomorrow, by hismaster's command, he must carry for a present to his lady.75JULIAPeace! stand aside: the company parts.PROTEUSSir Thurio, fear not you: I will so pleadThat you shall say my cunning drift excels.THURIOWhere meet we?PROTEUSAt Saint Gregory's well.80THURIOFarewell.[Exeunt THURIO and Musicians][Enter SILVIA above]PROTEUSMadam, good even to your ladyship.SILVIAI thank you for your music, gentlemen.Who is that that spake?PROTEUSOne, lady, if you knew his pure heart's truth,85You would quickly learn to know him by his voice.SILVIASir Proteus, as I take it.PROTEUSSir Proteus, gentle lady, and your servant.SILVIAWhat's your will?PROTEUSThat I may compass yours.90SILVIAYou have your wish; my will is even this:That presently you hie you home to bed.Thou subtle, perjured, false, disloyal man!Think'st thou I am so shallow, so conceitless,To be seduced by thy flattery,95That hast deceived so many with thy vows?Return, return, and make thy love amends.For me, by this pale queen of night I swear,I am so far from granting thy requestThat I despise thee for thy wrongful suit,100And by and by intend to chide myselfEven for this time I spend in talking to thee.PROTEUSI grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady;But she is dead.JULIA[Aside] 'Twere false, if I should speak it;105For I am sure she is not buried.SILVIASay that she be; yet Valentine thy friendSurvives; to whom, thyself art witness,I am betroth'd: and art thou not ashamedTo wrong him with thy importunacy?110PROTEUSI likewise hear that Valentine is dead.SILVIAAnd so suppose am I; for in his graveAssure thyself my love is buried.PROTEUSSweet lady, let me rake it from the earth.SILVIAGo to thy lady's grave and call hers thence,115Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine.JULIA[Aside] He heard not that.PROTEUSMadam, if your heart be so obdurate,Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,The picture that is hanging in your chamber;120To that I'll speak, to that I'll sigh and weep:For since the substance of your perfect selfIs else devoted, I am but a shadow;And to your shadow will I make true love.JULIA[Aside] If 'twere a substance, you would, sure,125deceive it,And make it but a shadow, as I am.SILVIAI am very loath to be your idol, sir;But since your falsehood shall become you wellTo worship shadows and adore false shapes,130Send to me in the morning and I'll send it:And so, good rest.PROTEUSAs wretches have o'ernightThat wait for execution in the morn.[Exeunt PROTEUS and SILVIA severally]JULIAHost, will you go?135HostBy my halidom, I was fast asleep.JULIAPray you, where lies Sir Proteus?HostMarry, at my house. Trust me, I think 'tis almostday.JULIANot so; but it hath been the longest night140That e'er I watch'd and the most heaviest.[Exeunt]

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    ACT IV SCENE I The frontiers of Mantua. A forest.  [Enter certain Outlaws] First OutlawFellows, stand fast; I see a passenger. Second OutlawIf there be ten, shrink not, but down with 'em. [Enter VALENTINE and SPEED] Third OutlawStand, sir, and throw us that you have about ye: If not: we'll make you sit and rifle you. SPEEDSir, we are undone; these are the villains5 That all the travellers do fear so much. VALENTINEMy friends,-- First OutlawThat's not so, sir: we are your enemies. Second OutlawPeace! we'll hear him. Third OutlawAy, by my beard, will we, for he's a proper man.10 VALENTINEThen 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, You take the sum and substance that I have.15 Second OutlawWhither travel you? VALENTINETo Verona. First OutlawWhence came you? VALENTINEFrom Milan. Third OutlawHave you long sojourned there?20 VALENTINESome sixteen months, and longer might have stay'd, If crooked fortune had not thwarted me. First OutlawWhat, were you banish'd thence? VALENTINEI was. Second OutlawFor what offence?25 VALENTINEFor 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 OutlawWhy, ne'er repent it, if it were done so.30 But were you banish'd for so small a fault? VALENTINEI was, and held me glad of such a doom. Second OutlawHave you the tongues? VALENTINEMy youthful travel therein made me happy, Or else I often had been miserable.35 Third OutlawBy the bare scalp of Robin Hood's fat friar, This fellow were a king for our wild faction! First OutlawWe'll have him. Sirs, a word. SPEEDMaster, be one of them; it's an honourable kind of thievery. VALENTINEPeace, villain!40 Second OutlawTell us this: have you any thing to take to? VALENTINENothing but my fortune. Third OutlawKnow, then, that some of us are gentlemen, Such as the fury of ungovern'd youth Thrust from the company of awful men:45 Myself was from Verona banished For practising to steal away a lady, An heir, and near allied unto the duke. Second OutlawAnd I from Mantua, for a gentleman, Who, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart.50 First OutlawAnd 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 With goodly shape and by your own report55 A linguist and a man of such perfection As we do in our quality much want-- Second OutlawIndeed, because you are a banish'd man, Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you: Are you content to be our general?60 To make a virtue of necessity And live, as we do, in this wilderness? Third OutlawWhat say'st thou? wilt thou be of our consort? Say ay, and be the captain of us all: We'll do thee homage and be ruled by thee,65 Love thee as our commander and our king. First OutlawBut if thou scorn our courtesy, thou diest. Second OutlawThou shalt not live to brag what we have offer'd. VALENTINEI take your offer and will live with you, Provided that you do no outrages70 On silly women or poor passengers. Third OutlawNo, 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, Which, with ourselves, all rest at thy dispose.75 [Exeunt]

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Two Gentlemen of Verona （《维洛那二绅士》），tells the tale of two friends who travel to Milan and learn about the chaotic world of courting. 作者：William Shakespeare（威廉·莎士比亚），1564-1616，英国文艺复兴时期戏剧家和诗人，全世界最伟大的文学家之一； 朗读：苑溪仙；

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