Speeches (Lines) for Thurio
in "Two Gentlemen of Verona"
Total: 36

1

II,4,664

Valentine. Indeed, madam, I seem so.

Thurio. Seem you that you are not?

2

II,4,666

Valentine. Haply I do.

Thurio. So do counterfeits.

3

II,4,668

Valentine. So do you.

Thurio. What seem I that I am not?

4

II,4,670

Valentine. Wise.

Thurio. What instance of the contrary?

5

II,4,672

Valentine. Your folly.

Thurio. And how quote you my folly?

6

II,4,674

Valentine. I quote it in your jerkin.

Thurio. My jerkin is a doublet.

7

II,4,676

Valentine. Well, then, I'll double your folly.

Thurio. How?

8

II,4,679

Valentine. Give him leave, madam; he is a kind of chameleon.

Thurio. That hath more mind to feed on your blood than live
in your air.

9

II,4,682

Valentine. You have said, sir.

Thurio. Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.

10

II,4,690

Valentine. Yourself, sweet lady; for you gave the fire. Sir
Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks,
and spends what he borrows kindly in your company.

Thurio. Sir, if you spend word for word with me, I shall
make your wit bankrupt.

11

II,4,747

Valentine. Why, lady, Love hath twenty pair of eyes.

Thurio. They say that Love hath not an eye at all.

12

II,4,771

(stage directions). [Re-enter THURIO]

Thurio. Madam, my lord your father would speak with you.

13

III,2,1454

Duke of Milan. Sir Thurio, fear not but that she will love you,
Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight.

Thurio. Since his exile she hath despised me most,
Forsworn my company and rail'd at me,
That I am desperate of obtaining her.

14

III,2,1503

Proteus. You have prevail'd, my lord; if I can do it
By ought that I can speak in his dispraise,
She shall not long continue love to him.
But say this weed her love from Valentine,
It follows not that she will love Sir Thurio.

Thurio. Therefore, as you unwind her love from him,
Lest it should ravel and be good to none,
You must provide to bottom it on me;
Which must be done by praising me as much
As you in worth dispraise Sir Valentine.

15

III,2,1541

Duke of Milan. This discipline shows thou hast been in love.

Thurio. And thy advice this night I'll put in practise.
Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver,
Let us into the city presently
To sort some gentlemen well skill'd in music.
I have a sonnet that will serve the turn
To give the onset to thy good advice.

16

IV,2,1649

(stage directions). [Enter THURIO and Musicians]

Thurio. How now, Sir Proteus, are you crept before us?

17

IV,2,1652

Proteus. Ay, gentle Thurio: for you know that love
Will creep in service where it cannot go.

Thurio. Ay, but I hope, sir, that you love not here.

18

IV,2,1654

Proteus. Sir, but I do; or else I would be hence.

Thurio. Who? Silvia?

19

IV,2,1656

Proteus. Ay, Silvia; for your sake.

Thurio. I thank you for your own. Now, gentlemen,
Let's tune, and to it lustily awhile.

20

IV,2,1713

Proteus. Sir Thurio, fear not you: I will so plead
That you shall say my cunning drift excels.

Thurio. Where meet we?

21

IV,2,1715

Proteus. At Saint Gregory's well.

Thurio. Farewell.

22

V,2,2065

(stage directions). [Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA]

Thurio. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit?

23

V,2,2068

Proteus. O, sir, I find her milder than she was;
And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

Thurio. What, that my leg is too long?

24

V,2,2070

Proteus. No; that it is too little.

Thurio. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder.

25

V,2,2073

Julia. [Aside] But love will not be spurr'd to what
it loathes.

Thurio. What says she to my face?

26

V,2,2075

Proteus. She says it is a fair one.

Thurio. Nay then, the wanton lies; my face is black.

27

V,2,2081

Julia. [Aside] 'Tis true; such pearls as put out
ladies' eyes;
For I had rather wink than look on them.

Thurio. How likes she my discourse?

28

V,2,2083

Proteus. Ill, when you talk of war.

Thurio. But well, when I discourse of love and peace?

29

V,2,2085

Julia. [Aside] But better, indeed, when you hold your peace.

Thurio. What says she to my valour?

30

V,2,2088

Julia. [Aside] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.

Thurio. What says she to my birth?

31

V,2,2091

Julia. [Aside] True; from a gentleman to a fool.

Thurio. Considers she my possessions?

32

V,2,2093

Proteus. O, ay; and pities them.

Thurio. Wherefore?

33

V,2,2100

Duke of Milan. How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio!
Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late?

Thurio. Not I.

34

V,2,2120

(stage directions). [Exit]

Thurio. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
That flies her fortune when it follows her.
I'll after, more to be revenged on Eglamour
Than for the love of reckless Silvia.

35

V,4,2283

Duke of Milan. Sir Valentine!

Thurio. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.

36

V,4,2290

Valentine. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death;
Come not within the measure of my wrath;
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;
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.