The Two Gentlemen of Verona
This comedy is thought by many to be Shakespeare's first play, in part because it's not very good, and the themes, the drama and the dialog are not as developed as they are in later plays. Some of the themes he'll revisit in later, better plays are the bumbling and sarcastic servant, the female main character who dresses up as a man to travel in secret and be with her true love, and the calamity of being in love with someone who is in love with someone else.
The main theme of
The Two Gentlemen of Verona, however, is bros before hos. I'm not being particularly flippant here; it is that crude. Oxford and Cambridge had been around for a few hundred years by this point in history, but it would be another two centuries before frat boys would be invented; nevertheless, the two gentlemen of the story, Proteus and Valentine, could be considered as early douchebro prototypes.
In the play, Valentine wants his best friend Proteus to travel with him to Milan in order to seek adventures together and find their places in the world, but Proteus is in love with Julia in Verona, and he can't be convinced to leave, so they part, reluctantly.
On the day that Proteus finally wins over Julia in Verona, his father ships him off against his will to Milan to join Valentine. Julia dresses as a boy and secretly follows after him, signing on as Proteus's page after she finds him in Milan. Before she can reveal her true identity to Proteus, however, he confesses to his new "page" that he's fallen in love at first sight with Valentine's new girlfriend Silvia, and that he has no idea what he ever saw in Julia back home. Disguised Julia hides her grief and keeps her secret identity in order to moon around with Proteus as his page in the hopes that he'll change his mind.
Proteus gets Valentine banished to the woods outside Milan in order to get at Silvia, who then roundly rejects Proteus, chiding him for betraying his best friend. Silvia runs off to the woods to be with Valentine, who has taken up with a band of highway robbers. Proteus follows after her, and Julia--still dressed as a boy--tags along.
Silvia is captured by Valentine's bandits, but Proteus and Julia rescue her. Then we have this scene between Proteus and Silvia, watched by Valentine, who is unseen until he pops out.
SILVIA
When Proteus cannot love where he's beloved.
Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
Descended into perjury, to love me.
Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou'dst two;
And that's far worse than none; better have none
Than plural faith which is too much by one:
Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!
PROTEUS
In love
Who respects friend?
SILVIA
All men but Proteus.
PROTEUS
Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words
Can no way change you to a milder form,
I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end,
And love you 'gainst the nature of love,—force ye.
SILVIA
O heaven!
PROTEUS
I'll force thee yield to my desire.
VALENTINE
Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch,
Thou friend of an ill fashion!
PROTEUS
Valentine!
VALENTINE
Thou common friend, that's without faith or love,
For such is a friend now; treacherous man!
Thou hast beguiled my hopes; nought but mine eye
Could have persuaded me: now I dare not say
I have one friend alive; thou wouldst disprove me.
Who should be trusted, when one's own right hand
Is perjured to the bosom? Proteus,
I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
The private wound is deepest: O time most accurst,
'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!
PROTEUS
My shame and guilt confounds me.
Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I tender 't here; I do as truly suffer
As e'er I did commit.
VALENTINE
Then I am paid;
And once again I do receive thee honest.
Who by repentance is not satisfied
Is nor of heaven nor earth, for these are pleased.
By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeased:
And, that my love may appear plain and free,
All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.
JULIA
O me unhappy!
[Swoons]
I'll break that last part down into Modern Douchebro.
Valentine: Dude! You just tried to rape my girlfriend. I don't know if I can be like...friends with you any more.
Proteus: Brah...I'm so sorry. My bad.
Valentine: You know what? I can't stay mad at you bray. **** it. You can have her, if you want.
Some scholars have argued that when Valentine says "And, that my love may appear plain and free, / All that was mine in Silvia I give thee" he doesn't actually mean "you can have her," but instead he's offering the same level of love to Proteus as he has for Silvia, but even if that were the case--which is uncertain--it's still bros before hos all the way down, given how quickly he forgives Proteus for being an atrocious villain and a would-be rapist.
Anyways, after Julia passes out from the sheer shittyness of that exchange, they revive her and discover her true identity, and they wave a magic wand or something and convince Proteus to fall in love with Julia again, and the Duke of Milan unbanishes Valentine and they all live happily ever after.
So, yeah, not a great play. But we now have two of his bad early plays out of the way, and fortunately there aren't many bad ones left. Next we have
Love's Labour's Lost, which isn't terrible but isn't one of my favorites. After that we have
Romeo and Juliet, which
is a big favorite of mine.
Last edited by suitedjustice; 02-16-2021 at 01:43 AM.