Chapter: SCENE II.

_The same. The DUKE'S palace._

  _Enter DUKE and THURIO._

_Duke._ Sir Thurio, fear not but that she will love you,
Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight.

_Thu._ Since his exile she hath despised me most.
Forsworn my company, and rail'd at me,
That I am desperate of obtaining her.                                5

_Duke._ This 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?

_Pro._ Gone, my good lord.

_Duke._ My daughter takes his going grievously.

_Pro._ A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.                15

_Duke._ So 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.

_Pro._ Longer than I prove loyal to your Grace                      20
Let me not live to look upon your Grace.

_Duke._ Thou know'st how willingly I would effect
The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter.

_Pro._ I do, my lord.

_Duke._ And also, I think, thou art not ignorant                    25
How she opposes her against my will.

_Pro._ She did, my lord, when Valentine was here.

_Duke._ Ay, and perversely she persevers so.
What might we do to make the girl forget
The love of Valentine, and love Sir Thurio?                         30

_Pro._ The best way is to slander Valentine
With falsehood, cowardice and poor descent,
Three things that women highly hold in hate.

_Duke._ Ay, but she'll think that it is spoke in hate.

_Pro._ Ay, if his enemy deliver it:                                 35
Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken
By one whom she esteemeth as his friend.

_Duke._ Then you must undertake to slander him.

_Pro._ And that, my lord, I shall be loath to do:
'Tis an ill office for a gentleman,                                 40
Especially against his very friend.

_Duke._ Where 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

_Pro._ You 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

_Thu._ Therefore, 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

_Duke._ And, 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 access                             60
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

_Pro._ As 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

_Duke._ Ay,
Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.

_Pro._ Say that upon the altar of her beauty
You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart:
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears                     75
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 leviathans                               80
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 silence                     85
Will well become such sweet-complaining grievance.
This, or else nothing, will inherit her.

_Duke._ This discipline shows thou hast been in love.

_Thu._ And thy advice this night I'll put in practice.
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.

_Duke._ About it, gentlemen!                                        95

_Pro._ We'll wait upon your Grace till after supper,
And afterward determine our proceedings.

_Duke._ Even now about it! I will pardon you.    [_Exeunt._



  Notes: III, 2.

  SCENE II.] SCENE V. Pope.
  14: _grievously._] _grievously?_ F1. (in some copies only, according
    to Malone). _heavily?_ F2 F3. _heavily._ F4.
  18: _some_] _sure_ Collier MS.
  19: _better_] _bolder_ Capell conj.
  20: _loyal_] F1 F3 F4. _royall_ F2.
  21: _your_] F1 F3 F4. _you_ F2.
  _Grace_] _face_ Anon. conj.
  25: _I think_] F1. _I doe think_ F2 F3 F4.
  28: _persevers_] F1 F2. _perseveres_ F3 F4.
  37: _esteemeth_] F1. _esteemes_ F2. _esteems_ F3 F4.
  49: _weed_] Ff. _wean_ Rowe.
  55: _worth_] _word_ Capell conj.
  64: _Where_] _When_ Collier MS.
  71, 72: _Ay, Much_] Capell. _I, much_ Ff. _Much_ Pope.
  76: _line_] _lines_ S. Verges conj.
  77: _such_] _strict_ Collier MS. _love's_ S. Verges conj. Malone
    suggests that a line has been lost to this purport: _'As her
    obdurate heart may penetrate.'_
  81: _to_] F1. _and_ F2 F3 F4.
  84: _concert_] Hanmer. _consort_ Ff.
  86: _sweet-complaining_] Capell. _sweet complaining_ Ff.
  94: _advice_] F2 F3 F4. _advise_ F1.

 Thurio has had a very difficult time of wooing Silvia since Valentine's banishment, so the Duke solicits Proteus's aid. Duke: What might we do to make the girl forget The love of Valentine, and love Sir Thurio? Proteus: The best way is to slander Valentine With falsehood, cowardice, and poor descent, Three things that women highly hold in hate. Proteus himself will be the chief slanderer, since Silvia is most likely to believe what Valentine's dear friend says. Proteus furthermore advises Sir Thurio to whet her desire "by wailful sonnets" and a "sweet consort" .

