Page 1978 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
P. 1978
Would I not undergo for one calm look?
O, ’tis the curse in love, and still approved,
When women cannot love where they’re beloved!
SILVIA
When Proteus cannot love where he’s beloved! [45]
Read over Julia’s heart, thy first best love,
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
Descended into perjury, to love me.
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou’dst two, [50]
And that’s far worse than none; better have none
Than plural faith, which is too much by one.
Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!
PROT EUS
In love,
Who respects friend?
SILVIA
All men but Proteus.
PROT EUS
Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words [55]
Can no way change you to a milder form,
I’ll woo you like a soldier, at arms’ end,
And love you ’gainst the nature of love - force ye.
SILVIA
O heaven!
PROT EUS
I’ll force thee yield to my desire.
VALENT INE
Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; [60]
Thou friend of an ill fashion!
PROT EUS
Valentine!
