The Two Gentlemen of Verona

by: William Shakespeare

Act 3 Scene 2

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Enter DUKE and THURIO
The DUKE and THURIO enter.

DUKE

Sir Thurio, fear not but that she will love you,
Now Valentine is banished from her sight.

DUKE

Sir Thurio, don’t worry. She is sure to love you now that Valentine has been banished from her sight.

THURIO

Since his exile she hath despised me most,
Forsworn my company and railed at me,
5That I am desperate of obtaining her.

THURIO

Since his exile she has despised me even more, she has refused to be around me, and she has condemned me, so that I have no hope of winning her.

DUKE

This weak impress of love is as a figure
Trenchèd in ice, which with an hour’s heat
Dissolves to water and doth lose his form.
A little time will melt her frozen thoughts,
10And worthless Valentine shall be forgot.

DUKE

The weak impression love makes on the heart is like an ice sculpture, which melts into water and loses its form after being exposed to heat for just an hour. A little time will ease her disdain, and worthless Valentine will be forgotten.
Enter PROTEUS
PROTEUS enters.
How now, Sir Proteus? Is your countryman,
According to our proclamation, gone?
How’s it going, Sir Proteus? Is your countryman gone, as our proclamation commands?

PROTEUS

Gone, my good lord.

PROTEUS

He’s gone, my good lord.

DUKE

My daughter takes his going grievously.

DUKE

My daughter is upset over his departure.

PROTEUS

15A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.

PROTEUS

A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.

DUKE

So I believe, but Thurio thinks not so.
Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee—
For thou hast shown some sign of good desert—
Makes me the better to confer with thee.

DUKE

That’s what I believe, too, but Thurio doesn’t think so. Proteus, the high esteem I have for you—for you’ve shown me that you deserve it—makes me more inclined to discuss this matter with you.

PROTEUS

20Longer than I prove loyal to Your Grace
Let me not live to look upon Your Grace.

PROTEUS

Let me die if I ever live to see the day I am disloyal to Your Grace.

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