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weeps, sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, Benedick advances from above.
curses:-0'sweet Benedick! God give me patience!
Leon. She doth, indeed; my daughter says so:

Bene. This can be no trick: the conference was and the ecstasy' hath so much overborne her, thai sadly borne. S—They have the truth of this from my daughter is sometimes afraid she will do à des Hero. They seem to pity the lady; it seems, her pcrate outrage to herself; It is very true.

affections have their full bent. Love me! why, it D. Pedro. It were good that Benedick knew or must be requited. I hear how I am censured : they it by some other, if she will not discover it. say, I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive the Claud. To what end? He would make but a

love come from her; they say too, that she will sport of it, and torment the poor lady worse.

rather die than give any sign of affection.-I did D. Pedro. An he should, it were an alms to never think to marry :-I must not seem proud :hang him: she's an excellent sweet lady; and, out Happy are they that hear their detractions, and of all suspicion, she is virtuous.

can put them to mending. They say, the lady is Claud. And she is exceeding wise.

fair; 'tis a truth, I can bear them witness : and vir D. Pedro. In every thing, but in loving Benedick, for loving me:-By my troth, it is no addition to her

tuous ;-—'tis so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but Leon. O my lord, wisdom and blood combating un so tender

a body, we have ten proofs to one, that wit; nor no great argument of her folly, for I will blood hath the victory. I am sorry for her, as I have

be horribly in love with her.-I may chance have just cause, being her uncle and her guardian.

some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on D. Pedro. I would she had bestowed this dotage me, because I have railed so long against maron me; I would have dafl’da all other respects, and riage :---But doth not the appetite alter? A man made her half myself: I pray you, tell Benedick loves the meat in his youth, that he cannot endure of it, and hear what he will say.

in his age : shall quips, and sentences, and these Leon. Were it good, think you ?

paper bullets of the brain, awe a man from the caClaud. Hero thinks surely, she will die: for she reer of his humour ? No: the world must be peopled. says, she will die if he love her not; and she will when I said, I would die a bachelor, I did not die ere she makes her love known; and she will think I should live till I were married.- Here comes die if he woo her, rather than she will 'bate one Beatrice : By this day, she's a fair lady ; 1 do spy breath of her accustomed crossness.

some marks of love in her. D. Pedro. She doth well: if she should make ten

Enter Beatrice. der of her love, 'tis very possible he'll scorn it; for the man, as you know all, hath a contemptible» spirit. Beat. Against my will, I am sent to bid you Claud. He is a very proper* man.

come in to dinner. D. Pedro. He hathi, indeed, a good outward Bene. Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains. happiness.

Beat. I took no more pains for those thanks, than Claul. 'Fore God, and in my mind, very wise. you take pains to thank me; if it had been painful,

D. Pedro. He doth, indeed, show some sparks I would not have come. that are like wit.

· Bene. You take pleasure in the message ? Leon. And I take him to be valiant.

Beat. Yea, just so much as you may take upon a D. Pedro. As Hector, I assure you: and in the knife's point, and choke a daw withal:-You have managing of quarrels you may say he is wise; for no stomach, signior: sare you well. (Exil. either he avoids them with great discretion, or un Bene. Ha! Against my will I am sent to bid dertakes them with a most Christian-like fear. you come lo dinner-there's a double meaning in

Leon. If he do lear God, he must necessarily that. I took no more pains for those thanks, than keep peace; if he break the peace, he ought to you took pains to thank me that's as much as to enter into a quarrel with fear and trembling. say, Any pains that I take for you is as easy as

D. Pedro.' And so will he do ; for the man doth thanks :-Ir I do not take pity of her, I am a vil. fear God, howsoever it seems not in him, by some lain; if I do not love her, I am a Jew: I will go large jests he will make. Well, I am sorry for get her picture.

(Eril. your niece: shall we go see Benedick, and tell him of her love?

Claud. Never tell him, my lord ; let her wear it out with good counsel.

ACT III. Leon. Nay, that's impossible; she may wear her SCENE 1.-Leonato's Garden. Enter Hero, hcart out first, D. Pedro. Well, we'll hear further of it by your

Margaret and Ursula. daughter; let it cool the while. I love Benedick Hero. Good Margaret, run thee into the parlour ; well; and I could wish he would modestly examine There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice himself, to see how much he is unworthy so good a Proposinge with the prince and Claudio: lady.

Whisper her ear, and tell her, I and Ursula Leon. My lord, will you walk ? dinner is ready: Walk in the orchard, and our whole discourse

Cland. IŤ he do not dote on her upon this, I will Is all of her; say, that thou overheard'st us; never trust my expectation.

(Aside. And bid her stealinto the pleached bower, D. Pedro. "Let there be the same net spread for Where honey-suckles, ripen'd by the sun, her; and that must your daughter and her gentle. Forbid the sun to enter ;-like favourites, woman carry. The sport will be, when they hold Made proud by princes, that advance their pride one an opinion of another's dotage, and no such Against that power that bred it :-there will she matter; that's the scene that I would see, which

hide her, will be merely a dumb show. Let us send her to To listen our propose: this is thy office, call him in to dinner.

(Aside. Bear thee well in it, and leave us alone. (Exeunt Don Pedro, Claudio, and Leonato. Marg. I'll make her come, I warrant you, pro


(Erit. (1) Alienation of mind. (2) Thrown off. Contemptuous.

(4) Handsome. (5) Seriously carried on. (6) Discoursing.

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Hero. Now, Ursula, when Beatrice doth come, It were a better death than die with mocks }
As we do trace this alley up and down,

Which is as bad as die with tickling.
Our talk must only be of Benedick:

Urs. Yet tell her of it; hear what she will say.
When I do name him, let it be thy part

Hero. No; rather I will go to Benedick,
To praise him more than ever man did merit: And counsel him to fight against his passion :
My talk to thee must be, how Benedick

And, truly, I'll devise some honest slanders
Is sick in love with Beatrice: of this matter To stain my cousin with: one doth not know,
Is little Cupid's crafty arrow made,

How much an ill word may empoison liking.
That only wounds by hearsay. Now begin ;

Urs. 0, do not do your cousin such a wrong.

She cannot be so much without true judgment Enter Beatrice, behind,

(Having so swift and excellent a wit,
For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing, runs

As she is priz'd to have,) as lo refuse
Close by the ground, to hear our conference. So rare a gentleman as signior Benedick.
Urs. The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish

Hero. He is the only man in Italy,
Cut with her golden oars the silver stream,

Always excepted my dear Claudio.
And greedily devour the treacherous bait:

Urs. I pray you, be not angry with me, madam,
So angle we for Beatrice; who even now

Speaking my fancy; signior Benedick,
Is couched in the woodbine coverture:

For shape, for bearing, argument, and valour,
Fear you not my part of the dialogue.

Goes foremost in report through Italy.
Hero. Then go we near her, that her ear lose

Hero. Indeed, he hath an excellent good name. nothing

Urs. His excellence did earn it, ere he had it.of the false sweet bait that we lav for it

When are you married, madam?
[They advance lo the bower.

Hero. Why, every day ;-to-morrow: come, go
No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful;
I know, her spirits are as coy and wild

I'll show thee some attires; and have thy counsel,

Which is the best to furnish me to-morrow,
As haggards of the rock.'
But are you sure,

Urs. She's jim'd, I warrant you; we have
That Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely ?

caught her, madam. Hero. So says the prince, and my new-trothed

Hero. If it prove so, then loving goes by haps: lord.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps. Urs. And did they bid you tell her of it, madam ?

(Exeunt Hero and Ursula. Hero. They did entrcat me to acquaint her of it:

Beatrice advances.
But I persuaded them, if they lov'd Benedick,
To wish him wrestle with affection,

Beat. What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true?
And never to let Beatrice know of it.

Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much?
Urs. Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman Contempt, farewell ! and maiden pride, adieu !
Deserve as full, as fortunate a bed,

No glory lives behind the back of such.
As ever Beatrice shall couch upon ?

And, Benedick, love on, I will requite thee;
Hero. O god of love! I know, he doth deserve

Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand;
As much as may be yielded to a man:

If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee
But nature never fram'd a woman's heart

To bind our loves up in a holy band :
Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice :

For others say, thou dost deserve; and I
Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes,

Believe it better than reportingly.

(Exit. Misprising? what they look on ; and her wit

SCENE II.A room in Leonato's house. Enter
Values itself so highly, that to her

Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, and Leonato.
All matter else seems weak: she cannot love,
Nor take no shape nor project of affection,

D. Pedro. I do but stay till your marriage be
She is so sell-endeared.

consummate, and then I go toward Arragon. Urs. Sure, I think so;

Claud. I'll bring you thither, my lord, is you'll And therefore, certainly, it were not good

vouchsafe me. She knew his love, lest she make sport at it. D. Pedro. Nay, that would be as great à soil in

Hero. Why, you speak truth: I never yet saw man, the new gloss of your marriage, as to show a child How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featurd, his new coat, and forbid him to wear it. I will only Bit she would spell him backward: if fair-fac'd, be bold with Benedick for his company; for, from She'd swear, the gentleman should be her sister; the crown of his head to the sole of his foot, he is Ir black, why, nature, drawing of an antic, all mirth; he hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's bowMade a foul blot: if tall, a lance ill-headed; strins, and the little hangman darcs not shoot at If low, an agate very vilely cut:

him: he hath a heart as sound as a be!), and his If speaking, why, a vane blown with all winds : tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinkis, his If silent, why, a block moved with none.

tongue speaks.
So turns she every man the wrong side out; Bere. Galiants, I am not as I have been.
And never gives to truth and virtue, that

Leon. So say l; methinks, you are sadder.
Which simpleness and merit purchaseth.

Claud, I hope, he be in love.
Urs. Sure, sure, suchcarping is not commendable. D. Pedro. Hang him, truant; there's no true

Hero. No: not to be so odd, and from all fashions, drop of blood in him, to be truly touch'd with love:
As Beatrice is, cannot be commendable :

if he be sad, he wants money.
But who dare tell her so? If I should speak,

Bene. I have the tooth-ach.
She'd mock me into air; 0, she would laugh me D. Pedro. Draw it.
Out of myself, press me to death with wit.

Bene. Hang it!
Therefore let Benedick, like cover'd fire,

Claud. You must hang it first, and draw it aflor-
Consume away in sighs, waste inwardly:


D. Pedro. What ? sigh for the tooth-ach ?
(1) A species of hawk. (2) Undervaluing.
(3) Ready.
(4) Conversation.

(5) Ensnar'd with birdlime.

Leon. Where is but a humour, or a worm? holds you well; and in dearness of heart hath holp

Bene. Well, every one can master a grief, but to effect your ensuing marriage: surely, suit ill he that has it.

spent, and labour ill bestowed ! Claud. Yet say I, he is in love.

D. Peuro. Why, what's the matter? D. Pedro. There is no appearance of fancy in D. John. I came hither to tell you; and, cirhim, unless it be a fancy thai he hath to strange dis- cumstances shortened, (sor she hath been too long guises; as, to be a Dutchman to-day; a Frenchman a talking of,) the lady is disloyal. to-morrow; or in the shape of two countries at Claud. Who? Hero? once, as a German from the waist downward, all D. John. Even she ; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, slop;' and a Spaniard from the hip upward, no every man's Hero. doublet : unless he have a fancy to this foolery, as

Claud. Disloyal ? it appears he hath, he is no fool for fancy, as you D. John. The word is too good to paint out her would have it appear he is.

wickedness; I could say, she were worse; think Claud. If he be not in love with some woman, you of a worse title, and I will fit her to it. Wonthere is no believing old signs: he brushes his hat der not till further warrant: go but with me loo'mornings ; what should ihat bode?

night, you shall see her chamber-window entered ; D. Pedro. Hath any man seen him at the barber's? even the night before her wedding-day: if you love

Cla:d. No, but the barber's man hath been seen her then, to-morrow wed her; but it would better with himn; and the old ornament of his cheek hath fit your honour to change your mind. already stuffed tennis-balls.

Claud. May this be so? Leon. Indeed, he looks younger than he did, by D. Pedro. I will not think it. the loss of a beard.

D. John. If you dare not trust that you see, con D. Pedro. Nay, he rubs himself with civet: can fess not that you know: if you will follow me, 1 you smell him out by that ?

will show you enough; and when you have seen Claud. That's as much as to say, the sweet more, and heard more, proceed accordingly. youth's in love.

Claud. If I see any thing to-nicht why I should D. Pedro. The greatest note of it is his melan- not marry her to-morrow; in the congregation, choly.

where I should wed, there will I shame her. Claud. And when was he wont to wash his face? D. Pedro. And, as I wooed for thee to obtain D. Pedro. Yea, or to paint himself? for the her, I will join with thee to disgrace her. which, I hear what they say of him.

D. John. I will disparage her no farther, till you Claud. Nay, but his jesting spirit ; which is now are my witnesses : bear it coldly but till midnight, crept into a lutestring, and now governed by stops. and let the issue show itself.

D. Pedro. Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him : D. Pedro. O day untowardly turned ! conclude, conclude, he is in love.

Claud. O mischief strangely thwarting ! Claud. Nay, but I know who loves him.

D. John. O plague right well prevented ! D. Pedro. That would I know too; I warrant, So will you say, when you have seen the sequel. one that knows him not,

(Ereunt. Claud. Yes, and his ill conditions; and, in de- SCENE III. A street. Enter Dogberry and spite of all, dies for him. D. Pedro. She shall be buried with her face up

Verges, with the Watch. wards.

Dogb. Are you good men and true ? Bene. Yet is this no charm for the tooth-ach.- Verg. Yea, or else it were pity but they should Old signior, walk aside with me: I have studied suffer salvation, body and soul. eight or nine wise words to speak to you, which Dogb. Nay, that were a punishment too good for these hobby-horses must not hear.

them, if they should have any allegiance in them, [Ereunt Benedick and Leonato. being chosen for the prince's watch. D. Pedro. For my life, to break with him about Verg. Well, give them their charge, neighbour Beatrice.

Dogberry, Claud. 'Tis even so: Hero and Margaret have Dogb. First, who think you the most desartless by this played their parts with Beatrice ; and then man to be constable. the two bears will not bite one another, when they 1 Walch. Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George Seacoal; meet.

for they can write and read. Enter Don John.

Dogb. Come hither, neighbour Seacoal. God D. John. My lord and brother, God save you. hath blessed you with a good name: to be a wellD. Pedro. Good den, brother.

favoured man is ihe gis of fortune; but to write D. John. If your leisure served, I would speak and read comes by nature. with you.

2 Watch. Both which, master constable, D. Pedro. In private ?

Dogb. You have; I knew it would be your anD. John. If it please you ;-yet count Claudio swer. Well, for your favour, sir, why, give God may near; for what I would speak of concerns him. thanks, and 'make no boast of it; and for your D. Pedro. What's the matier ?

writing and reading, let that appear when there is D. John. Means your lordship to be married to- no need of such vanity. You are thought here to morrow?

[To Claudio. be the most senseless and fit man for the constable D. Pedro. You know he does.

of the watch; therefore bear you the lantern: this D. John. I know not that, when he knows what is your charge ; you shall comprehend all vagrom I know.

men: you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's Claud. If there be any impediment, I pray you name: discover it.

2 Watch. How if he will not stand ? D. John. You may think I love you not; let Dogb. Why then, take no note of him, but let that appear hereafter, and aim better at me by that him go; and presently call the rest of the watch I now will manifest: for my brother, I think, he together, and inank God you are rid of a knave.

Verg. If he will not stand when he is bidden, he (1) Large loose breeches.

lis none of the prince's subjects.

Dogb. True, and they are to meddle with none now forward with thy tale. but the prince's subjects :-you shall also make no Bora. Stand thee close then under this penthouse, noise in the streets; for, for the watch to babble and for it drizzles rain; and I will, like a true drunkard, talk, is most tolerable, and not to be endured. utter all to thee.

2 'Watch. We will rather sleep than talk; we Watch. (Aside.] Some treason, masters; yet know what belongs to a watch.

stand close. Dogb. Why, you speak like an ancient and most Bora. Therefore know, I have earned of Don quiet watchman; for I cannot see how sleeping John a thousand ducats. should offend: only, have a care that your bills' be Con. Is it possible that any villany should be so not stolen :-Well, you are to call at all the ale- dear? houses, and bid those that are drunk get them to bed. Bora. Thou should'st rather ask, if it were pos2 Watch. How if they will not?

sible any villany should be so rich; for when such Dogb. Why then, let them alone till they are so- villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may ber; if they make you not then the better answer, make what price they will. you may say, they are not the men you took them for. Con. I wonder at it. 2 Walch. Well, sir.

Bora. That shows thou art unconfirmed ;' thou Dogb. If you meet a thief, you may suspect him, knowest, that the fashion of a doublet, or a'hat, or by virtue of your office, to be no true man: and, a cloak, is nothing to a man. for such kind of men, the less you meddle or make Con. Yes, it is apparel. with them, why, the more is for your honesty. Bora. I mean the fashion.

2 Watch. If we know him to be a thief, shall we Con. Yes, the fashion is the fashion. not lay hands on him?

Bora. Tush! I may as well say, the fool's the Dogb. Truly, by your office, you may; but I fool. But seest thou not what a deformed thief this think, they that touch pitch will be defiled: the fashion is ? most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief, Watch. I know that Deformed; he has been a is, to let him show himself what he is, and steal out vile thief this seven year; he goes up and down

Verg. You have been always called a merciful Bora. Didst thou not hear somebody? man, partner.

Con. No; 'twas the vane on the house. Dogb. Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will ; Bora. Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed much more a man who hath any honesty in him. thief this fashion is ? hów giddily he turns about

Verg. If you hear a child cry in the night, you all the hot bloods, between fourteen and five and must call to the nurse, and bid her still it. thirty ? sometime, fashioning them like Pharaoh's

2 Watch. How if the nurse be asleep, and will soldiers in the reechy: painting; sometime, like god not hear us?

Bel's priests in the old church window, sometime, Dogb. Why then, depart in peace, and let the like the shaven Hercules in the smirchede wormchild wake her with crying; for the ewe that will eaten tapestry, where his cod-piece seems as massy not hear her lamb when it baes, will never answer as his club? a call when he bleats.

Con. All this I see; and see, that the fashion Verg. 'Tis very true.

wears out more apparel than the man: but art not Dogb. This is the end of the charge. You, con- thou thyself giddy with the fashion too, that thou stable, are to present the prince's own person; if hast shifted out of thy tale to tell me of the you meet the prince in the night, you may stay hím. fashion?

Verg. Nay, by'r lady, that I think he cannot. Bora. Not so neither : but know, that I have to

Dog'. Five shillings to one on't, with any man night wooed Margaret, the lady Hero's gentlewothat knows the statues, he may stay him : marry, man, by the name of Hero: she leans me out at not without the prince be willing: for, indeed, the her mistress' chamber-window, bids me a thousand watch ought to offend no man; and it is an offence times good night, — I tell this tale vilely :- I should to stay a man against his will.'

first tell thee, how the prince, Claudio, and my Verg. By'r lady, I think, it be so.

master, planted and placed, and possessed by my Dogb. Ha, ha, ha! Well

, masters, good night : master Don John, saw afar off in the orchard this an there be any matter of weight chances, call up amiable encounter. me: kecp your fellows' counsels and your own, Con. And thought they, Margaret was Hero ? and good night.-Come, neighbour.

Bora. Two of them did, the prince and Claudio; 2 Walch. Well, masters, we hear our charge : but the devil my master knew she was Margaret; let us go sit here upon the church-bench till two, and partly by his oaths, which first possessed them, and then all to bed.

partly by the dark night, which did deceive them, Dogb. One word more, honest neighbours: 1 but chiefly by my villany, which did confirm any pray you, watch about signior Leonato's door ; for slander that Don John had made, away went Clauthe wedding beint there to-morrow, there is a great dio enraged: swore he would meet her as he was coil to-night: adicu, be vigilant, 1 beseech you. appointed, next morning at the temple, and there,

[Exeunt Dogberry and Perges. before the whole congregation, shame her with Enter Borachio and Conrade.

what he saw over-night and send her nome again

without a husband. Bora. What! Conrade,

1 Watch. We charge you in the prince's name, Watch. Peace, stir not.

(Aside. stand. Bora. Conrade, I say!

2 Walch. Call up the right master constable : Con. Here man, I am at thy elbow.

we have here recovered the most dangerous piece Bora. Mass, and my elbow itched; I thought of lechery that ever was known in the commonthere would a scab follow.

wealth Con. I will owe thee an answer for that; and 1 Watch. And one Delormed is one of them; I

know him, he wears a lock. (1) Weapons of the watchmen. Unpractised in the ways of the world.

(3) Smoked. (4) Soiled.


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Con. Masters, masters.

Marg. Well, an you be not turned Turk, there's 2 Watch. You'll be made bring Deformed forth, no more sailing by the star. I warrant you.

Beat. What means the fool, trow? Con. Masters,

Marg. Nothing I ; but God send every one 1 Watch. Never speak; we charge you, let us their heart's desire ! obey you to go with us.

Hero. These gloves the count sent me, they are
Bora. We are like to prove a goodly commodity, an excellent perfume.
being taken up of these men's bills.

Beal. I am stuffed, cousin, I cannot smell.
Con. A commodity in question, I warrant you. Marg. A maid, and stuffed ! there's goodly
Come, we'll obey you.

(Exeunt. catching of cold.

Beat. 0, God help me! God help me! how SCENE IV.A room in Leonato's house. En- long have you profess'd apprehension ? ter Hero, Margaret, and Ursula.

Marg. Ever since you left it: doth not my wit

become me rarely? Hero. Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice,

Beat. It is not seen enough, you should wear and desire her to rise.

it in your cap.—By my troth, l' am sick. Urs. I will, lady.

Marg. Get you some of this distilled Carduus Hero. And 'bid her come hither.

Benedictus, and lay it to your heart; it is the only Urs. Well.

[Exit Ursula. thing for a qualm. Marg. Troth, I think, your other rabato' were

Hero. There thou prick'st her with a thistle. better.

Beat. Benedictus! why Benedictus ? you have Hero. No, pray thee, good Meg, I'll wear this.

some moral' in this Benedictus. Marg. By my troth, it's not so good; and I war

Marg. Moral ? no, by my troth, I have no moral rant, your cousin will say so.

meaning; I meant, plain holy thistle. You may Hero. My cousin's a fool, and thou art another ; think, perchance, 'that I think you are in love : I'll wear none but this.

nay, by'r lady, I'am not such a fool to think what Marg: I like the new tire? within excellently, I list; nor I lišt not to think what I can; nor, inif the hair were a thought browner : and your deed,'I cannot think, if I would think my heart gown's a most rare fashion, j'faith. I saw the out of thinking, that you are in love, or that you duchess of Milan's gown, that they praise so. will be in love, or that you can be in love : yet Hero. O, that exceeds, they say:

Benedick was such another, and now is he become
Marg. By my troth it's but a night-gown in re- a man: he swore he would never marry; and yet
spect of yours: Cloth of gold, and cuts, and laced now, in despite of his heart, he eats his meat with-
with silver; set with pearls, down sleeves, side-out grudging: and how you may be converted, I
sleeves, and skirts round, underborne with a bluish know not; but methinks, you look with your eyes
tinsel : but for a fine, quaint, graceful, and excel- as other women do.
lent fashion, your's is worth ten on't.

Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keeps ?
Hero. God give me joy to wear it, for my heart Marg. Not a false gallop.
is exceeding heavy!
Marg. 'Twill be heavier soon, by the weight of

Re-enter Ursula.

Urs. Madam, withdraw ; the prince, the count,
Hero. Fie upon thee! art not ashamed ?
Marg. Of what, lady ? of speaking honourably ? of the town, are come to fetch you to church.

signior Benedick, Don John, and all the gallants Is not marriage honourable in a beggar? Is not

Hero. Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, your lord honourable without marriage? I think

good Ursula.

(Exeunt. you would have me say, saving your reverence,å husband : an bad thinking do not wrest true SCENE V.-Another room in Leonato's house. speaking, I'll offend nobody: Is there any harm in Enter Leonato, with Dog berry and Verges. the heavier for a husband ? None, I think, an ir it be the right husband, and the right wife; other

Leon. What would you with me, honest neighwise, 'tis light, and not heavy: Ask my lady Bea- bour? trice else, here she comes.

Dogb. Marry, sir, I would have some confi

dence with you, that decerns you nearly. Enter Beatrice.

Leon. Brief, I pray you; for you see, 'tis a busy

time with me. Hero. Good morrow, coz.

Dogb. Marry, this it is, sir. Beat. Good morrow, sweet Hero.

Verg. Yes, in truth it is, sir. Hero. Why, how now! do you speak in the sick Leon. What is it, my good friends ? tune?

Dogb. Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little oft Beat. I am out of all other tune, methinks. the matter : an old man, sir, and his wits are not

Marg. Clap us into–Light o love; that goes so blunt, as, God help, I would desire they were ; without a burden; do you sing it, and I'll dance it. but, in faith, honest, as the skin between his brows.

Beat. Yea, Light o' love, with your heels ! Verg. Yes, I thank God, I am as honest as any then if your husband have stables enough, you'll man living, that is an old man, and no honester Bee he shall lack no barns.

than I. Marg. O illegitimate construction! I scorn that Dogb. Comparisons are odorous : palabras, with my heels.

neighbour Verges. Beat. 'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin ; 'tis time Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious. you were ready. By my troth I am exceeding ill ; Dogb. It pleases your worship to say so, but we hey ho !

are the poor duke's officers; but, truly, for mine Marg. For a hawk, a horse, or a husband ? own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could Beal. For the letter that begins them all, H.* find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.

Leon. All thy tediousness on me! ha! (1) A kind of ruff.

(2) Head-dress.
Long-sleeves. (4) i. e. for an ache or pain.

(5) Hidden meaning.

& man.

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