Monologue

“Julia” in The Two Gentlemen of Verona     Act I  Scene 2

And yet I would I had o’er-look'd the letter;
It were a shame to call her back again,
And pray her to a fault, for which I chid her.
What fool is she, that knows I am a maid,
And would not force the letter to my view?
Since maids, in modesty, say no, to that,
Which they would have the profferer construe, aye.
Fie, fie: how way-ward is this foolish love;
That (like a testy babe) will scratch the nurse,
And presently, all humbled kiss the rod?
How churlishly, I chid Lucetta hence,
When willingly, I would have had her here?
How angerly I taught my brow to frown,
When inward joy enforc’d my heart to smile?
My pennance is, to call Lucetta back
And ask remission, for my folly past.
What ho: Lucetta.