[Enter Pantino] PANTINO Lance, away, away, aboard. Thy master is shipped, and thou art to post after with oars. What’s the matter? Why weep’st thou, man? Away, ass, you’ll lose the tide if you tarry any longer. LANCE It is no matter if the tied were lost, for it is the unkindest tied that ever any man […]
Continue ReadingLance, with his smelly shoes, weeping; Crab the dog, unmoved (2.3.17-24) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
LANCE Now come I to my father: ‘Father, your blessing.’ Now should not the shoe speak a word for weeping. Now should I kiss my father– [He kisses the shoe] Well, he weeps on. Now come I to my mother. O, that she could speak now, like a wold-woman! Well, I kiss her– [He kisses the other […]
Continue ReadingTHE DOG IS HIMSELF (2.3.11-17) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
LANCE This shoe is my father. – No, this left shoe is my father. – No, no, this left shoe is my mother. – Nay, that cannot be so neither. – Yes, it is so, it is so, it hath the worser sole. This shoe with the hole in it is my mother, and this my father. […]
Continue ReadingFinally! Lance and CRAB THE DOG (2.3.1-10) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
Enter Lance [with his dog Crab] LANCE Nay, ’twill be this hour ere I have done weeping. All the kind of the Lances have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial’s court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives. […]
Continue ReadingProteus: baby don’t cry, you’ll make me late, look at me I’m coping (2.2.8-20) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
PROTEUS Here is my hand for my true constancy. And when that hour o’erslips me in the day Wherein I sigh not ‘Julia’ for thy sake, The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love’s forgetfulness. My father stays my coming – answer not. The tide is now. Nay, not thy tide […]
Continue ReadingProteus to Julia: gotta go to Milan right now, sorry (2.2.1-7) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
Enter Proteus [and] Julia PROTEUS Have patience, gentle Julia. JULIA I must, where is no remedy. PROTEUS When possibly I can, I will return. JULIA If you turn not, you will return the sooner. [She gives him a ring] Keep this remembrance for thy Julia’s sake. PROTEUS Why then, we’ll make exchange. [He gives her […]
Continue ReadingMATE: for some unfathomable reason, she seems to feel the same way? (2.1.138-149) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
VALENTINE I would it were no worse. SPEED I’ll warrant you, ’tis as well. For often have you writ to her, and she in modesty Or else for want of idle time could not again reply, Or fearing else some messenger that might her mind discover, Herself hath taught her love himself to write unto […]
Continue ReadingSpeed to Valentine: are you actually as stupid as you look? (2.1.123-137) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
VALENTINE To do what? SPEED To be a spokesman from Madam Silvia. VALENTINE To whom? SPEED To yourself. Why, she woos you by a figure. VALENTINE What figure? SPEED By a letter, I should say. VALENTINE Why, she hath not writ to me! SPEED What need she, when she hath made you write to yourself? Why, […]
Continue ReadingValentine: what’s going on? Speed: a CHILD could work it out (2.1.115-122) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
SPEED [aside] O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible As a nose on a man’s face, or a weathercock on a steeple. My master sues to her, and she hath taught her suitor, He being her pupil, to become her tutor. O excellent device! Was there ever heard a better?– That my master, being scribe, to himself should […]
Continue ReadingSilvia: Verona boys are very slow on the uptake; one final attempt… (2.1.105-114) #2Dudes1Dog #SlowShakespeare
VALENTINE Madam, they are for you. SILVIA Ay, ay. You writ them, sir, at my request, But I will none of them. They are for you. I would have had them writ more movingly. VALENTINE Please you, I’ll write your ladyship another. SILVIA And when it’s writ, for my sake read it over, And […]
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