The Two Gentlemen of Verona

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 4 Scene 2
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PROTEUS

95I grant, sweet love, that I did love a lady,
But she is dead.

PROTEUS

I admit, sweet love, that I did love a lady. But she is dead.

JULIA

[Aside] ’Twere false, if I should speak it,
For I am sure she is not burièd.

JULIA

(aside) That’s false, if I do say so myself, because I’m sure she’s not dead and buried.

SYLVIA

Say that she be, yet Valentine, thy friend,
100Survives, to whom—thyself art witness—
I am betrothed. And art thou not ashamed
To wrong him with thy importunacy?

SYLVIA

Even if she is dead, Valentine—your friend—is still alive, and you know that I’m betrothed to him. Aren’t you ashamed to wrong him with your disrespect?

PROTEUS

I likewise hear that Valentine is dead.

PROTEUS

I also hear that Valentine is dead.

SYLVIA

And so suppose am I, for in his grave,
105Assure thyself, my love is burièd.

SYLVIA

Then consider me dead, too, because you can be sure my love is buried with him in his grave.

PROTEUS

Sweet lady, let me rake it from the earth.

PROTEUS

Sweet lady, let me dig up your love from the earth.

SYLVIA

Go to thy lady’s grave and call hers thence.
Or, at the least, in hers sepulchre thine.

SYLVIA

Go to your lady’s grave and dig up her love then. Or at least bury yours in her tomb.

JULIA

[Aside] He heard not that.

JULIA

(aside) He didn’t hear that.

PROTEUS

110Madam, if your heart be so obdurate,
Vouchsafe me yet your picture for my love,
The picture that is hanging in your chamber.
To that I’ll speak, to that I’ll sigh and weep;
For, since the substance of your perfect self
115Is else devoted, I am but a shadow,
And to your shadow will I make true love.

PROTEUS

Madame, if your heart is so stubborn, at least indulge my love by giving me a portrait of yourself—the picture that is hanging in your bedroom. I’ll speak, sigh, and weep to that. Since you are completely devoted to someone else, I am nothing, and therefore I will love your image and not you.

JULIA

[Aside] If ’twere a substance, you would, sure, deceive it,
And make it but a shadow, as I am.

JULIA

(aside) If it were a real woman you would certainly deceive her and make her into nothing, just as I am nothing now.

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