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That I am desperate of obtaining her.

Duke.

This weak impress of love is as a figure

Trenched in ice, which with an hour’s heat

Dissolves to water, and doth lose his form.

A little time will melt her frozen thoughts,

And worthless Valentine shall be forgot.

[Enter] Proteus.

How now, Sir Proteus? is your countryman,

According to our proclamation, gone?

Pro.

Gone, my good lord.

Duke.

My daughter takes his going grievously.

Pro.

A little time, my lord, will kill that grief.

Duke.

So I believe; but Thurio thinks not so.

Proteus, the good conceit I hold of thee

(For thou hast shown some sign of good desert)

Makes me the better to confer with thee.

Pro.

Longer than I prove loyal to your Grace

Let me not live to look upon your Grace.

Duke.

Thou know’st how willingly I would effect

The match between Sir Thurio and my daughter?

Pro.

I do, my lord.

Duke.

And also, I think, thou art not ignorant

How she opposes her against my will?

Pro.

She did, my lord, when Valentine was here.