I would not by my will have troubled you

Sebastian
I would not by my will have troubled you,
But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,
I will no further chide you.

I can no other answer make but thanks,
And thanks, and ever thanks

Antonio 
I could not stay behind you. My desire,
More sharp than filèd steel, did spur me forth;Simile
And not all love to see you, though so much
As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,
But jealousy what might befall your travel,
Being skill-less in these parts, which to a stranger,
Unguided and unfriended, often prove
Rough and unhospitable. ParenthesisMy willing love,
The rather by these arguments of fear,
Set forth in your pursuit.Parentheses
Sebastian
My kind Antonio,
I can no other answer make but thanks,
And thanks, and ever thanksDiacope; and oft good turns
Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay.
But were my worth, as is my conscience, firm,
You should find better dealing.Parenthesis