{"product_id":"2940012983442","title":"The Two Gentlemen of Verona","description":"Actus primus, Scena prima.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eValentine: Protheus, and Speed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Valentine. Cease to perswade, my louing Protheus;\u003cbr\u003eHome-keeping youth, haue euer homely wits,\u003cbr\u003eWer't not affection chaines thy tender dayes\u003cbr\u003eTo the sweet glaunces of thy honour'd Loue,\u003cbr\u003eI rather would entreat thy company,\u003cbr\u003eTo see the wonders of the world abroad,\u003cbr\u003eThen (liuing dully sluggardiz'd at home)\u003cbr\u003eWeare out thy youth with shapelesse idlenesse.\u003cbr\u003eBut since thou lou'st; loue still, and thriue therein,\u003cbr\u003eEuen as I would, when I to loue begin\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine adew,\u003cbr\u003eThinke on thy Protheus, when thou (hap'ly) seest\u003cbr\u003eSome rare note-worthy obiect in thy trauaile.\u003cbr\u003eWish me partaker in thy happinesse,\u003cbr\u003eWhen thou do'st meet good hap; and in thy danger,\u003cbr\u003e(If euer danger doe enuiron thee)\u003cbr\u003eCommend thy grieuance to my holy prayers,\u003cbr\u003eFor I will be thy beades-man, Valentine\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. And on a loue-booke pray for my successe?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Pro. Vpon some booke I loue, I'le pray for thee\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. That's on some shallow Storie of deepe loue,\u003cbr\u003eHow yong Leander crost the Hellespont\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. That's a deepe Storie, of a deeper loue,\u003cbr\u003eFor he was more then ouer-shooes in loue\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. 'Tis true; for you are ouer-bootes in loue,\u003cbr\u003eAnd yet you neuer swom the Hellespont\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. Ouer the Bootes? nay giue me not the Boots\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. No, I will not; for it boots thee not\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. What?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Val. To be in loue; where scorne is bought with grones:\u003cbr\u003eCoy looks, with hart-sore sighes: one fading moments mirth,\u003cbr\u003eWith twenty watchfull, weary, tedious nights;\u003cbr\u003eIf hap'ly won, perhaps a haplesse gaine;\u003cbr\u003eIf lost, why then a grieuous labour won;\u003cbr\u003eHow euer: but a folly bought with wit,\u003cbr\u003eOr else a wit, by folly vanquished\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me foole\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. So, by your circumstance, I feare you'll proue\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. 'Tis Loue you cauill at, I am not Loue\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. Loue is your master, for he masters you;\u003cbr\u003eAnd he that is so yoked by a foole,\u003cbr\u003eMe thinkes should not be chronicled for wise\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. Yet Writers say; as in the sweetest Bud,\u003cbr\u003eThe eating Canker dwels; so eating Loue\u003cbr\u003eInhabits in the finest wits of all\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Val. And Writers say; as the most forward Bud\u003cbr\u003eIs eaten by the Canker ere it blow,\u003cbr\u003eEuen so by Loue, the yong, and tender wit\u003cbr\u003eIs turn'd to folly, blasting in the Bud,\u003cbr\u003eLoosing his verdure, euen in the prime,\u003cbr\u003eAnd all the faire effects of future hopes.\u003cbr\u003eBut wherefore waste I time to counsaile thee\u003cbr\u003eThat art a votary to fond desire?\u003cbr\u003eOnce more adieu: my Father at the Road\u003cbr\u003eExpects my comming, there to see me ship'd\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Pro. And thither will I bring thee Valentine","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47183308947696,"sku":"2940012983442","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940012983442_p0.jpg?v=1763574791","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940012983442","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}