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But in the gross and scope of my opinion,
This bodes some strange eruption to our state.

      — Hamlet, Act I Scene 1

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1

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 3]

Antonio

320

Nor need'st thou much importune me to that
Whereon this month I have been hammering.
I have consider'd well his loss of time
And how he cannot be a perfect man,
Not being tried and tutor'd in the world:
Experience is by industry achieved
And perfected by the swift course of time.
Then tell me, whither were I best to send him?

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 1]

Speed

455

Marry, sir, so painted, to make her fair, that no
man counts of her beauty.

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Panthino

627

Launce, away, away, aboard! thy master is shipped
and thou art to post after with oars. What's the
matter? why weepest thou, man? Away, ass! You'll
lose the tide, if you tarry any longer.

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Launce

631

It is no matter if the tied were lost; for it is the
unkindest tied that ever any man tied.

5

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Panthino

635

Tut, man, I mean thou'lt lose the flood, and, in
losing the flood, lose thy voyage, and, in losing
thy voyage, lose thy master, and, in losing thy
master, lose thy service, and, in losing thy
service,—Why dost thou stop my mouth?

6

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Launce

644

Lose the tide, and the voyage, and the master, and
the service, and the tied! Why, man, if the river
were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the
wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs.

7

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 3]

Panthino

648

Come, come away, man; I was sent to call thee.

8

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 4]

Valentine

828

Not for the world: why, man, she is mine own,
And I as rich in having such a jewel
As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,
The water nectar and the rocks pure gold.
Forgive me that I do not dream on thee,
Because thou see'st me dote upon my love.
My foolish rival, that her father likes
Only for his possessions are so huge,
Is gone with her along, and I must after,
For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy.

9

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 5]

Launce

880

Forswear not thyself, sweet youth, for I am not
welcome. I reckon this always, that a man is never
undone till he be hanged, nor never welcome to a
place till some certain shot be paid and the hostess
say 'Welcome!'

10

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Duke of Milan

1090

Proteus, I thank thee for thine honest care;
Which to requite, command me while I live.
This love of theirs myself have often seen,
Haply when they have judged me fast asleep,
And oftentimes have purposed to forbid
Sir Valentine her company and my court:
But fearing lest my jealous aim might err
And so unworthily disgrace the man,
A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd,
I gave him gentle looks, thereby to find
That which thyself hast now disclosed to me.
And, that thou mayst perceive my fear of this,
Knowing that tender youth is soon suggested,
I nightly lodge her in an upper tower,
The key whereof myself have ever kept;
And thence she cannot be convey'd away.

11

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Valentine

1163

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.
Send her another; never give her o'er;
For scorn at first makes after-love the more.
If she do frown, 'tis not in hate of you,
But rather to beget more love in you:
If she do chide, 'tis not to have you gone;
For why, the fools are mad, if left alone.
Take no repulse, whatever she doth say;
For 'get you gone,' she doth not mean 'away!'
Flatter and praise, commend, extol their graces;
Though ne'er so black, say they have angels' faces.
That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.

12

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Duke of Milan

1176

But she I mean is promised by her friends
Unto a youthful gentleman of worth,
And kept severely from resort of men,
That no man hath access by day to her.

13

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Duke of Milan

1181

Ay, but the doors be lock'd and keys kept safe,
That no man hath recourse to her by night.

14

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Speed

1361

Why, man, how black?

15

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Launce

1380

What need a man care for a stock with a wench, when
she can knit him a stock?

16

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[III, 1]

Launce

1440

For thee! ay, who art thou? he hath stayed for a
better man than thee.

17

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1]

Third Outlaw

1563

Ay, by my beard, will we, for he's a proper man.

18

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1]

Valentine

1564

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,
You take the sum and substance that I have.

19

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1]

Valentine

1579

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.

20

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1]

First Outlaw

1604

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
With goodly shape and by your own report
A linguist and a man of such perfection
As we do in our quality much want—

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