Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS
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VALENTINE and PROTEUS enter.
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VALENTINE Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus: Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. Were't not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love, I rather would entreat thy company To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness. But since thou lovest, love still and thrive therein, Even as I would when I to love begin.
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VALENTINE Stop trying to convince me, enamored Proteus! Young people who always stay at home are very dull. If love didn't keep you here—chaining you to your beloved's sweet looks—I would ask you to join me, so you can see the wonders of the world abroad. That's better than to live in a dull way, being lazy at home and wasting your youth by doing nothing. But since you're in love, continue to love and let your love grow. I'll do the same when I fall in love.
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PROTEUS Wilt thou be gone? 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, If ever danger do environ thee, Commend thy grievance to my holy prayers, For I will be thy beadsman, Valentine.
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PROTEUS Are you going, then? Sweet Valentine, goodbye! Don't forget your Proteus, when you happen upon some special, remarkable object on your travels. Let me be a part of your happiness, when you stumble upon good luck. And when you are in danger—if you ever are surrounded by trouble—direct your unhappiness to me, and I will pray for you, Valentine.
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VALENTINE And on a love-book pray for my success?
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VALENTINE And will you swear on the Book of Love that you'll pray for my success?
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PROTEUS Upon some book I love I'll pray for thee.
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PROTEUS I swear I'll pray for you, on some book I love.
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VALENTINE That's on some shallow story of deep love:How young Leander cross'd the Hellespont.
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VALENTINE That book would contain a silly story of deep love; about young Leander swimming across the Hellespont.
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PROTEUS That's a deep story of a deeper love:For he was more than over shoes in love.
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PROTEUS That's a deep story of even a deeper love, since he was head over heels in love.
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VALENTINE 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love,And yet you never swum the Hellespont.
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VALENTINE That's true. You, though, are head over boots in love, and yet you have never swum to Hellespont.
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PROTEUS Over the boots? Nay, give me not the boots.
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PROTEUS I am head over boots in love? No, don't make fun of me.
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VALENTINE No, I will not, for it boots thee not.
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VALENTINE No, I won't, because it doesn't help me in any way.
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PROTEUS What?
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PROTEUS What do you mean?
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