William Shakespeare — Two Gentlemen of Verona Act 5 Scene 2

                         SCENE II. The same. The DUKE's palace.       Enter THURIO, PROTEUS, and JULIA THURIO       Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? 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? PROTEUS       No; that it is too little. THURIO       I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. JULIA       [Aside] But love will not be spurr'd to what       it loathes. THURIO       What says she to my face? PROTEUS       She says it is a fair one. THURIO       Nay then, the wanton lies; my face is black. PROTEUS       But pearls are fair; and the old saying is,       Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. 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? PROTEUS       Ill, when you talk of war. THURIO       But well, when I discourse of love and peace? JULIA       [Aside] But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. THURIO       What says she to my valour? PROTEUS       O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. JULIA       [Aside] She needs not, when she knows it cowardice. THURIO       What says she to my birth? PROTEUS       That you are well derived. JULIA       [Aside] True; from a gentleman to a fool. THURIO       Considers she my possessions? PROTEUS       O, ay; and pities them. THURIO       Wherefore? JULIA       [Aside] That such an ass should owe them. PROTEUS       That they are out by lease. JULIA       Here comes the duke.       Enter DUKE DUKE       How now, Sir Proteus! how now, Thurio!       Which of you saw Sir Eglamour of late? THURIO       Not I. PROTEUS       Nor I. DUKE       Saw you my daughter? PROTEUS       Neither. DUKE       Why then,       She's fled unto that peasant Valentine;       And Eglamour is in her company.       'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both,       As he in penance wander'd through the forest;       Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she,       But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it;       Besides, she did intend confession       At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not;       These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.       Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,       But mount you presently and meet with me       Upon the rising of the mountain-foot       That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:       Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.       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.       Exit PROTEUS       And I will follow, more for Silvia's love       Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her.       Exit JULIA       And I will follow, more to cross that love       Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love.       Exit