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D. Pedro. Amen, if you love her; for the lady D. Pedro. My love is thine to teach; teach it is very well worthy.

but how,
Claud. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord. And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn
D. Pedro. By my troth, I speak my thought. Any hard lesson that may do thee good.
Claud. And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine. Claud. Hath Leonato any son, my lord ?

Bene. And, by my two faiths and troths, my lord, D. Pedro. No child but Hero, she's his only heir ; I spoke mine.

Dost thou affect her, Claudio? Claud. That I love her, I feel.


O, my lord, D. Pedro. That she is worthy, I know. When you went onward on this ended action,

Bene. That I neither feel how she should be I look’d upon her with a soldier's eye, loved, nor know how she should be worthy, is the That lik’d, but had a rougher task in hand opinion that fire cannot melt out of me; I will die Than to drive liking to the name of love : in it at the stake.

But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts D. Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic Have left their places vacant, in their roonis in the despite of beauty.

Come thronging soft and delicate desires, Claud. “And never could maintain his part, but All prompting me how fair young Hero is, in the force of his will.

Saying, I lik'd her ere I went to wars. Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her; D. Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presendy, that she brought me up, I likewise give her most And tire the hearer with a book of words : humble thanks: but that I will have a recheati|If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it ; winded in my forehead, or hang my bugle? in an And I will break with her, and with her father, invisible baldric, all women shall pardon me. Be- || And thou shalt have her: Was't not to this end, cause I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any,|| That thou began'st to twist so fine a story? I will do myself the right to trust none; and the Claud. How sweetly do you minister to love, fine is (for the which I may go the finer,) I will | That know love's grief by his complexion ! live a bachelor.

But lest my liking right too sudden seem, D. Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale I would have salv'd it with a longer treatise. with love.

D. Pedro. What need the bridge much broader Bene. With anger, with sickness, or with hun

than the flood ? ger, my lord; not with love : prove, that ever I The fairest grant is the necessity : lose more blood with love, than I will get again || Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis once, thou lov'st; with drinking, pick out mine eyes with a ballad- || And I will fit thee with the remedy. maker's pen, and hang me up at the door of a I know, we shall have revelling to-night; brothel-house, for the sign of blind Cupid. I will assume thy part in some disguise,

D. Pedro. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this and tell fair Hero I am Claudio; faith, thou wilt prove a notable argument. And in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart,

Bene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat, and || And take her hearing prisoner with the force shoot at me; and he that hits me, let him be clap-|| And strong encounter of my amorous tale : ped on the shoulder, and called Adam.

Then, after, to her father will I break; D. Pedro. Well, as time shall try :

And, the conclusion is, she shall be thine : In tine the savage bull doth bear the yoke. In practice let us put it presently. (Exeunt.

Bene. The savage bull may ; but if ever the sensible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns, || SCENE II.A room in Leonato's house. En. and set them in my forehead: and let me be vilely

ter Leonato and Antonio. painted; and in such great letters as they write, Here is good horse to hire, let them signify under

Leon. How now, brother? where is my cousin, my sign, -Here you may see Benedick the married your son? Hath he provided this music?

Ant. He is very busy about it. But, brother, I Claud. If this should ever happen, thou would'st

can tell you strange news that you yet dreamed be horn-mad.

not of. D. Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his

Leon. Are they good ? quiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly.

Ant. As the event stamps them; but they have Bene. I look for an earthquake too then.

a good cover, they show well outward. The prince D. Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the and count Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached? hours . In the mean time, good signior Benedick; || by a man of mine : The prince discovered to Clau;

alley in my orchard, were thus much overheard him, I will not fail him at supper; for, indeed, be|dio, that he loved my niece your daughter, and hath made great preparation.

meant to acknowledge it this night in a dance; Bene. I have almost matter enough in nie for land, if he found her accordant, he meant to take such an embassage; and so I commit you

the present time by the top, and instantly break Claud. To the tuition of God: From

with you of it. (if I had it),

Léon. Hath the fellow any wit, that told you this? D. Pedro. The sixth of July: Your loving|| and question him yourself.

Ant. A good sharp fellow : I will send for him, friend, Benedick. Bene. Nay, mock not, mock not: The body of

Leon. No, no; we will hold it as a dream, till your discourse is sometime guarded with frag: | withal, that she may be the better prepared for an

appears itself :--but I will acquaint my daughter ments, and the guards are but slightly basted on neit'er : ere you float old ends any further, examine answer, if peradventure this be true. Go you, and your conscience ; and so I leave you. [Exil Bene. I tell her of i.. [Several persons cross the stage. Claud. My liege, your highness now may do me

Cousins, you know what you have to do.-0, I good.

cry you mercy, friend ; you go with me, and I (1) The tune sounded to call off the dogs.

(4) The name of a famous archer. (5) Trimmed. (2) Hunting-horn. (3) Girdle.

Once for all. (7) Thickly interwoven.



my house


will use your skill :-Good cousins, have a care hath all the glory of my overthrow; if I can cross this busy time.

(Exeunt. ||him any way, I bless myself every way: You are

both sure, and will assist me? SCENE III.-Another room in Leonato's house.

Con. To the death, my lord.
Enter Don John and Conrade.

D. John. Let us to the great supper; their Con. What the goujere, my lord! why are you | cheer is the greater, that I am subdued : 'Would thus out of measure sad?

the cook were of my mind !--Shall we go prove D. John. There is no measure in the occasion || what's to be done? that breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. Bora. We'll wait upon your lordship. (Exeunt.

Con. You should hear reason.

D. John. And when I have heard it, what blessing bringeth it? Con. If not a present remedy, yet a patient suf

ACT II. ferance.

Enter D. John. I wonder that thou being (as thou SCENE 1:- A hall in Leonato's house. say'st thou art) born under Saturn, goest about to

Leonato, Antonio, Hero, Beatrice, and others. apply a moral medicine to a mortifying mischief.

Leon. Was not count John here, at supper? I cannot hide what I am: I must be sad when I Ant. I saw him not. have cause, and smile at no man's jests; eat when Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never I have a stomach, and wait for no man's leisure ; can see him, but I am heart-burned an hour after. sleep when I am drowsy, and tend to no man's Hero. He is of a very melancholy disposition. business; laugh when I am merry, and claw2 no

Bcat. He were an excellent man, that were man in his humour.

made just in the mid-way between him and BeneCon. Yea, but you must not make the full show | dick: the one is too like an image, and says of this, till you may do it without controlment. || nothing; and the other, too like my lady's eldest You have of late stood out against your brother, || son, evermore tattling. and he hath ta'en you newly into his grace; where

Leon. Then half signior Benedick's tongue in it is impossible you should take true root, but by | count John's mouth, and half count John's melanthe fair weather that you make yourself: it is choly in signior Benedick's face,needful that you frame the season for your own

Beat. With a good leg, and a good foot, uncle, harvest.

and money enough in his purse, such a man would D. John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge, win any woman in the world, -- if he could get her than a rose in his grace; and it better fits my blood good will. to be disdained of all, than to fashion a carriage

Leon. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get to rob love from any in this, though I cannot be thee a husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. said to be a flattering honest man, it must not be

Ant. In faith, she is too curst. denied that I am a plain-dealing villain. I am

Bent. Too curst is more than curst: I shall lestrusted with a muzzle, and enfranchised with a sen God's sending that way: for it is said, God clog; therefore I have decreed not to sing in my sends a curst cow short horns; but to a cow too cage: if I had my mouth, I would bite; if I had curst he sends none. my liberty, I would do my liking: in the mean Leon. So, by being too curst, God will send you time, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me. no horns.

Con. Can you make no use of your discontent? Beat. Just, if he send me no husband; for the D. John. I make all use of it, for I use it ɔnly. which blessing, I am at him upon my knees every Who comes here? What news, Borachio? morning and evening : Lord! I could not endure

a husband with a beard on his face; I had rather Enter Borachio.

lie in the woollen. Bora. I came yonder from a great supper; the Leon. You may light upon a husband, that bath prince, your brother, is royally entertained by Leo-|| no beard. nato; and I can give you intelligence of an in- Beat. What should I do with him? dress him tended marriage.

in my apparel, and make him my waiting gentleD. John. Will it serve for any model to build || woman? He that hath a beard, is more than a mischief on? What is he for a fool, that betroths | youth; and he that hath no beard, is less than a himself to unquietness ?

man : and he that is more than a youth is not for Bora. Marry, it is your brother's right hand. me; and he that is less than a man, I am not for D. John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio ? him. Therefore, I will even take sixpence in Bora. Even he.

earnest of the bear-herd, and lead his apes into hell. D. John. A proper squire! And who, and who? Leon. Well then, go you into hell?" which way looks he?

Beat. No; but to the gate ; and there will the Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir devil meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on of Leonato.

his head, and say, Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get D. John. A very forward March chick! How you to heaven; here's no place for you maids : so came you to this?

deliver I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for Bora. Being entertained for a perfumer, as the heavens; he shows me where the bachelors was smoking a musty room, comes me the prince sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long. and Claudio, hand in hand, in sadi conference: I Ant. Well, niece, (To Hero.] I trust, you will whipt me behind the arras; and there heard it be ruled by your father. agreed upon, that the prince should woo Hero for Beat. Yes, faith ; it is my cousin's duty to make himself, and having obtained her, give her to count courtesy, and say, Father, as it please you :--but Claudio.

yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fel. D. John. Come, come, let us thither; this may | low, or else make another courtesy, and say, Faprove food to my displeasure : that young start-up) ther, as it please me. 1) The venereal disease. 2) Flatter.

(3) Dog-rose.

(4) Serious

Leon. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day || Go to, mum, you are he: graces will appear, and fitted with a husband.

there's an end. Beat. Not till God make men of some other Beat. Will you not tell me who told you so. metal than earth. Would it not grieve a woman Bene. No, you shall pardon me. to be over-mastered with a piece of valiant dust? Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are ? to make an account of her life to a clod of way- Bene. Not now. ward mart? No, uncle, I'll none : Adam's sons Beat. That I was disdainful,--and that I had my are my brethren; and truly, I hold it a sin to match || good wit out of the Hundred merry Tales ,—Well, in my kindred.

this was signior Benedick that said so. Leon. Daughter, remember, what I told you : Bene. What's he? if the prince do solicit you in that kind, you know Beat. I am sure, you know him well enough. your answer.

Bene. Not I, believe me. Beat. The fault will be in the music, cousin, if Beat. Did he never make you laugh? you be not woo'd in good time : if the prince be Bene. I pray you, what is he? too important, tell him, there is measure in every Beat. Why, he is the princes jester: a very thing, and so dance out the answer. For hear me, | dull fool; only his gift is in devising impossible Hero; wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as a slanders: none but libertines delight in him; and Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace : the first the commendation is not in his wit, but in his vilsuit is hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full aslany; for he both pleaseth men, and angers them, fantastical; the wedding, mannerly-modest, as a and then they laugh at him, and beat him: I am measure full of state and ancientry; and then || sure, he is in the fleet; I would he had boardeds me. comes repentance, and, with his bad legs, falls in- Bene. When I know the gentleman, I'll tell him to the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink | what you say. into his grave.

Beat. Do, do : he'll but break a comparison or Leon. Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly. || two on me; which peradventure, not marked, or

Beat. I have a good eye, uncle: I can see anot laughed at, strikes him into melancholy; and church by day-light.

then there's a partridge's wing saved, for the fool Leon. The revellers are entering; brother, make will eat no supper that night. (Music within.) good room.

We must follow the leaders.

Bene. In every good thing.
Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Balthazar;
Don John, Borachio, Margaret, Ursula, and || them at the next turning.

Beat. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave others, masked.

(Dance. Then exeunt all but Don John, D. Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your

Borachio, and Claudio. friend ?2

D. John. Sure, my brother is amorous on Hero, Hero. So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and and hath withdrawn her father to break with him say nothing, I am yours for the walk; and espe- || about it: the ladies follow her, and but one visor cially, when I walk away.

remains. D. Pedro. With me in your company?

Bora. And that is Claudio : I know him by his Hero. I may say so, when I please.

bearing 6 D. Pedro. And when please you to say go? D. John. Are not you signior Benedick?

Hero. When I like your favour : for God de- Claud. You know me well; I am he. fend, the iute should be like the case !

D. John. Signior, you are very near my brother D. Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within in his love: he is enamoured on Hero ; I pray you, the house is Jove.

dissuade him from her, she is no equal for bis birth Hero. Why, then your visor should be thatch'd. you may do the part of an honest man in it. D. Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love. Claud. How know you he loves her?

T'akes her aside. D. John. I heard him swear bis affection. Bene. Well, I would you did like me.

Bora. So did I too; and he swore he would Marg. So would not I, for your own sake ; formarry her to-night. I have many ill qualities.

D. John. Come, let us to the banquet. Bene. Which is one?

(Exeunt Don John and Borachio. Marg. I say my prayers aloud.

Claud. Thus answer I in name of Benedick, Bene. I love you the better; the hearers may But hear these ill news with the ears of Claudio. cry Amen.

'Tis certain 80 ;-the prince woos for himself. Marg. God match me with a good dancer! Friendship is constant in all other things, Balth. Amen.

Save in the office and affairs of love : Marg. And God keep him out of my sight, Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues ; when the dance is done ! - Answer, clerk. Let every eye negotiate for itself,

Balth. No more words; the clerk is answered. And trust no agent: for beauty is a witch,

Urs. I know you well enough; you are signior || Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.? Antonio

This is an accident of hourly proof, Ant. At a word, I am not.

Which I mistrusted not: Farewell therefore, Hero! Urs. I know you by the waggling of your head. Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him.

Re-enter Benedick. Urs. You could never do him so ill-well, unless Bene. Count Claudio ? you were the very man : Here's his dry hand up Claud. the same. and down ; you are he, you are be.

Bene. Come, will you go with me? Ant. At a word, I am not.

Claud. Whither? Urs. Come, come ; do you think I do not know Bene. Even to the next willow, about your own you by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? | business, count. What fashion

will you wear


garland of? About your neck, like a usurer's (1) Importunate. (2) Lover. (3) Forbid. (4) Incredible. (5) Accosted.

(6) Carriage, demeanour. (7) Passion.

the post;


chain? or under your arm, like a lieutenant's scarf? in hell, as in a sanctuary; and people sin upon You must wear it one way, for the prince hath got purpose, because they would go thither; so, indeed, your Hero.

all disquiet, horror, and perturbation follow her. Claud. I wish him joy of her.

Re-enter Claudio and Beatrice. Bene. Why, that's spoken like an honest drover; 80 they sell bullocks. But did you think, the prince D. Pedro. Look, here she comes. would have served you thus??'

Bene. Will your grace command me any service Claud. I pray you, leave me.

to the world's end? I will go on the slightest errand Bene. Ho! now you strike like the blind man ; || now to the Antipodes, that you can devise to send 'twas the boy that stole your meat, and you'll beat me on ; I will fetch you a toothpicker now from the

farthest inch of Asia; bring you the length of Pres. Claud. If it will not be, I'll leave you. (Erit. ter John's foot; fetch you a hair off the great

Bene. Alas, poor hurt fowl! Now will be creep | Cham's beard; do you any embassage to the Pig. into sedges.- -But, that my lady Beatrice should mies, rather than hold three words conference with know me, and not know me! The prince's fool !- this harpy : You have no employment for me? Ha ! it

may be, I go under that title, because I am D. Pedro. None, but to desire your good commerry.--Yea; but so; I am apt to do myself wrong : pany. I am not so reputed: it is the base, the bitter dis- Bene. O God, sir, here's a dish I love not: I canposition of Beatrice, that puts the world into her not endure my lady Tongue.

[Exit. person, and so gives me out. Well, I'll be re- D. Pedro. Come, lady, come ; you have lost the venged as I may.

heart of signior Benedick.

Beat. Indeed, my lord, he lentit me a while; and Re-enter Don Pedro, Hero, and Leonato.


him use3 for it, a double heart for his single D. Pedro. Now, signior, where's the count? || one: marry, once before, he won it of me with Did you see him?

false dice, therefore your grace may well say, I Bene. Troth, my lord, I have played the part of have lost it. lady Fame. I found him here as melancholy as a D. Pedro. You have put him down, lady, you lodge in a warren; I told him, and, I think, I told have put him down. him true, that your grace had got the good will of Beat. So I would not he should do me, my lord, this young lady; and I offered him my company lest I should prove the mother of fools. I have to a willow tree, either to make him a garland, as brought count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek. being forsaken, or to bind bim up a rod, as being D. Pedro. Why, how now, count? wherefore worthy to be whipped.

are you sad? D. Pedro. To be whipped! What's his fault? Claud. Not sad, my lord. Bene. The flat transgression of a school-boy ; D. Pedro. How then? Sick? who, being overjoy'd with finding a bird's nest, Claud. Neither, my lord. shows it his companion, and he steals it.

Beat. The count is neither sad nor sick, nor D. Pedro. Wilt thou make a trust a transgres- || merry, nor well: but civil, count; civil as an sion? The transgression is in the stealer. orange, and something of that jealous complexion.

Bene. Yet it had not been amiss, the rod had D. Pedro. l'faith, lady, I think your blazon to been made, and the garland too; for the garland be true; though I'll be sworn, if he be so, his conhe might have worn himself; and the rod he might ceit is false. Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy have bestow'd on you, who, as I take it, have stol'n || name, and fair Hero is won; I have broke with her his bird's nest.

father, and his good will obtained: name the day D. Pedro. I will but teach them to sing, and of marriage, and God give thee joy! restore them to the owner.

Leon. Count, take of me my daughter, and with Bene. If their singing answer your saying, by her my fortunes: his grace hath made the match, my faith, you say honestly.

and all grace say Amen to it! D. Pedro. The lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to Beat. Speak, count, 'tis your cue. you; the gentleman, that danced with her, told Claud. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy :I her, she is much wronged by you.

were but little happy, if I could say how much.Bene. O, she misused me past the endurance of Lady, as you are mine, I am yours: I give away a block; an oak, but with one green leaf on it, || myself for you, and dote upon the exchange. would have answered her; my very visor began to Beat. Speak, cousin ; or if you cannot, stop his assume life, and scold with her : She told me, not mouth with a kiss, and let him not speak, neither. thinking I had been myself, that I was the prince's D. Pedro. In faith, lady, you have a merry heart. jester; that I was duller than a great thaw; hud- Beat. Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it dling jest upon jest, with such impossible convey-keeps on the windy side of care :

2:--My cousin tells ance, upon me, that I stood like a man at a mark, || him in his ear, that he is in her heart. with a whole army shooting at me : she speaks Claud. And so she doth, cousin. poniards, and every word stabs: if her breath were Beat. Good lord, for alliance !—Thus goes every as terrible as her terminations, there were no living || one to the world but I, and I am sun-burned; I may near her, she would infect to the north star. sit in a corner, and cry, beigh ho! for a husband. would not marry her, though she were endowed D. Pedro. Lady Beatrice, I will get you one. with all that Adam had left him before he trans- Beat. I would rather have one of your father's gressed: she would have made Hercules have getting : Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you? turned spit; yea, and have cleft his club to make | Your father got excellent husbands, if a maid could the fire too. Come, talk not of her; you shall find come by them. her the infernal Ate2 in good apparel. I would to D. Pedro. Will you have me, lady? God, some scholar would conjure her; for, cer- Beat. No, my lord, unless I might have another tainly, while she is here, a man may live as quiet for working-days :—your grace is too costly to wear

every day :-But, I beseech your grace, pardon (1) Incredible. (?) The Goddess of Discord. (3) Interest. (4) Turn : a phrase among the players.

you of?

me; I was born to speak all mirth, and no matter. D. John. Show me briefly how. D. Pedro. Your silence most offends me,

and to

Bora. I think, I told your lordship, a year since, be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, how much I am in the favour of Margaret, the you were born in a merry hour.

waiting gentlewoman to Hero. Beat. No, sure, my lord, my mother cry'd; but

D. John. I remember. then there was a star danced, and under that was Bora. I can, at any unseasonable instant of the I born.Cousins, God give you joy!

night, appoint her to look out at her lady's chamLeon. Niece, will you look to those things I toldber-window.

D. John. What life is in that, to be the death of Beat. I cry you mercy, uncle.--By your grace's this marriage? pardon.

[Erit Beatrice. Bora. The poison of that lies in you to temper. D. Pedro. By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady. Go you to the prince your brother: spare not to

Leon. There's little of the melancholy element tell him, that he bath wronged his honour in marin her, my lord: she is never sad, but when she rying the renowned Claudio (whose estimation do sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my you mightily hold up) to a containinated stale, such daughter say, she hath often dreamed of unbappi- a one as Hero. ness, and waked herself with laughing.

D. John. What proof shall I make of that? D. Pedro. She cannot endure to hear tell of a Bora. Proof enough to misuse the prince, to vex husband

Claudio, to undo Hero, and kill Leonato : look you Leon. O, by no means; she mocks all her wooers for any other issue ? out of suit.

D. John. Only to despite them, I will endeavour D. Pedro. She were an excellent wife for Bene- || any thing. dick.

Bora. Go then, find me a meet hour to draw Leon. O Lord, my lord, if they were but a week Don Pedro and the count Claudio, alone : tell them, married, they would talk themselves mad. that you know that Hero loves me; intend; a kind

D. Pedro. Count Claudio, when mean you to go of zeal both to the prince and Claudio, as—in love to church?

of your brother's honour who hath made this match; Claud. To-morrow, my lord: Time goes on and his friend's reputation, who is thus like to be crutches, till love have all his rites.

cozened with the semblance of a maid,--that you Leon. Not till Monday, my dear son, which is have discovered thus. They will scarcely believe hence a just seven-night; and a time too brief 100, this without trial : offer them instances; which to have all things answer my mind.

shall bear no less likelihood, than to see me at her D. Pedro. Come, you shake the head at so long chamber-window; hear me call Margaret, Hero; a breathing; but, I warrant thee, Claudio, the hear Margaret term me Borachio; and bring them time shall not go dully by us; I will, in the interim, to see this, the very night before the intended wedundertake one of Hercules' labours; which is, to ding : for, in the mean time, I will so fashion the bring signior Benedick, and the lady Beatrice into matter, that Hero shall be absent; and there shall a mountain of affection, the one with the other. Il appear such seeming truth of Hero's disloyalty, would fain have it a match; and I doubt not but that jealousy shall be callid assurance, and all the to fashion it, if you three will but minister such as- i preparation overthrown. sistance as I shall give you direction.

D. John. Grow this to what adverse issue it can, Leon. My lord, 1 am for you, though it cost me||! will put it in practice : Be cunning in the workten nights' watchings.

ing this, and thy fee is a thousand ducats. Claud. And I, my lord.

Bora. Be rou constant in the accusation, and D. Pedro. And you too, gentle Hero? my cunning shall not shame me.

Hero. I will do any modest office, my lord, to D. Jolin. I will presently go learn their day of help my cousin to a good husband.


[Exeunt. b. Pedro. And Benedick is not the unbopefullest SCENE III.Leonato's Garden. Enter Benehusband that I know: thus far can I praise he is of a noble strain,' of approved valour, and

dick and a Boy. confirmed honesty. I will teach you how to hu- Bene. Boy,mour your cousin, that she shall fall in love with Boy. Signior. Benedick :-and I, with your two helps, will so Bene. In my chamber-window lies a book ; bring practise on Benedick, that, in despite of his quick it hither to me in the orchard. wit and his queasy2 stomach, he shall fall in love Boy. I am here already, sir. with Beatrice. If we can do this, Cupid is no Bene. I know that ;-but I would have thee longer an archer; his glory shall be ours, for we hence, and here again. (Exit Boy.)-1 do much are the only love-gods. Go'in with me, and I will wonder, that one man, seeing how much another tell you my drift.

(Exeunt. man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviours to SCENE 11.Another room in Leonato's house.follies in others, become the argument of his

own love, will, after he hath laughed at such shallow Enter Don John and Borachio.

scorn, by falling in love: and such a man is ClauD. John. It is so; the count Claudio shall marry| dio. I have known, when there was no music with the daughter of Leonato.

him but the drum and fife, and now had he rather Bora. Yea, my lord ; but I can cross it. hear the tabor and the pipe : I have known, when D. John. Any bar, any cross, any impediment he would have walked ten mile afoot, to see a good will be redicinable to me: I am sick in displea- armour; and now will he lie ten nights awake, sure to him; and whatsoever comes athwart bis af-carving the fashion of a new doublet. He was section, ranges evenly with mine. How canst thou wont to speak plain, and to the purpose, like an cross this marriage?

honest man, and a soldier; and now is he turn'd orBora. Not honestly, my lord; but so covertly thographer; his words are a very fantastical banthat no dishonesty shall appear in me.

quet, just so many strange dishes. May I be so

converted, and see with these eyes? I cannot tell; (1) Lineage. (2) Fastidious. (3) Pretend. I think not: I will not be sworn, but love may


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