Page 1919 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

Then let her alone. [165]

VALENT INE

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, [170]
Because thou seest 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 knowest, is full of jealousy. [175]

PROT EUS

But she loves you?

VALENT INE

Ay, and we are betrothed; nay more, our marriage-hour,
With all the cunning manner of our flight,
Determined of; how I must climb her window,
The ladder made of cords, and all the means [180]
Plotted and ’greed on for my happiness.
Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber,
In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel.

PROT EUS

Go on before; I shall inquire you forth.
I must unto the road to disembark [185]
Some necessaries that I needs must use;
And then I’ll presently attend you.

VALENT INE

Will you make haste?

PROT EUS Exit [Valentine].

I will.

Even as one heat another heat expels, [190]
Or as one nail by strength drives out another,