ACT III SCENE II The same. The Duke's palace.

[Enter DUKE and THURIO]

DUKESir Thurio, fear not but that she will love you,

Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight.

THURIOSince his exile she hath despised me most,

Forsworn my company and rail'd at me,

That I am desperate of obtaining her.5

DUKEThis weak impress of love is as a figure

Trenched in ice, which with an hour's heat

Dissolves to water and doth lose his form.

A little time will melt her frozen thoughts

And worthless Valentine shall be forgot.10

[Enter PROTEUS]

How now, Sir Proteus! Is your countryman

According to our proclamation gone?

PROTEUSGone, my good lord.

DUKEMy daughter takes his going grievously.

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

DUKESo 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.

PROTEUSLonger than I prove loyal to your grace20

Let me not live to look upon your grace.

DUKEThou know'st how willingly I would effect

The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter.

PROTEUSI do, my lord.

DUKEAnd also, I think, thou art not ignorant25

How she opposes her against my will

PROTEUSShe did, my lord, when Valentine was here.

DUKEAy, and perversely she persevers so.

What might we do to make the girl forget

The love of Valentine and love Sir Thurio?30

PROTEUSThe best way is to slander Valentine

With falsehood, cowardice and poor descent,

Three things that women highly hold in hate.

DUKEAy, but she'll think that it is spoke in hate.

PROTEUSAy, if his enemy deliver it:35

Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken

By one whom she esteemeth as his friend.

DUKEThen you must undertake to slander him.

PROTEUSAnd that, my lord, I shall be loath to do:

'Tis an ill office for a gentleman,40

Especially against his very friend.

DUKEWhere your good word cannot advantage him,

Your slander never can endamage him;

Therefore the office is indifferent,

Being entreated to it by your friend.45

PROTEUSYou 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.50

THURIOTherefore, 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.55

DUKEAnd, Proteus, we dare trust you in this kind,

Because we know, on Valentine's report,

You are already Love's firm votary

And cannot soon revolt and change your mind.

Upon this warrant shall you have access60

Where you with Silvia may confer at large;

For she is lumpish, heavy, melancholy,

And, for your friend's sake, will be glad of you;

Where you may temper her by your persuasion

To hate young Valentine and love my friend.65

PROTEUSAs much as I can do, I will effect:

But you, Sir Thurio, are not sharp enough;

You must lay lime to tangle her desires

By wailful sonnets, whose composed rhymes

Should be full-fraught with serviceable vows.70

DUKEAy,

Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.

PROTEUSSay that upon the altar of her beauty

You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart:

Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears75

Moist it again, and frame some feeling line

That may discover such integrity:

For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews,

Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones,

Make tigers tame and huge leviathans80

Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands.

After your dire-lamenting elegies,

Visit by night your lady's chamber-window

With some sweet concert; to their instruments

Tune a deploring dump: the night's dead silence85

Will well become such sweet-complaining grievance.

This, or else nothing, will inherit her.

DUKEThis discipline shows thou hast been in love.

THURIOAnd thy advice this night I'll put in practise.

Therefore, sweet Proteus, my direction-giver,90

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.

DUKEAbout it, gentlemen!95

PROTEUSWe'll wait upon your grace till after supper,

And afterward determine our proceedings.

DUKEEven now about it! I will pardon you.

[Exeunt]

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