Caliban. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool? То Prospero. Go to; away! Alonso. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. Sebastian. Or stole it, rather. [Exeunt CAL. STE. and TRIN. Prospero. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, my poor cell: where you shall take your rest For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it And the particular accidents gone by, Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, Alonso. I long Prospero. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicions gales, And sail so expeditious, that shall catch Be free, and fare thou well!-[Aside.] Please you draw near. [Exeunt. EPILOGUE.-Spoken by PROSPERO. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Applause; noise was supposed to dissolve a spell. JULIA, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus. SILVIA, the Duke's Daughter, beloved by Valentine. LUCETTA, Waiting-woman to Julia. Servants, Musicians. SCENE-Sometimes in Verona; sometimes in Milan; and on the frontiers of Mantua. TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA. ACT I. SCENE I.-An open Place in Verona. Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS. Valentine. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus; But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein, Proteus. Wilt thou begone? Sweet Valentine, adieu ! Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel: Wish me partaker in thy happiness, When thou dost meet good hap; and, in thy danger, Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, Valentine. And on a love-book pray for my success. How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont. Proteus. That's a deep story of a deeper love; For he was more than over shoes in love. |