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As you, lord Angelo, have still appear'd,
Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spokeit but acol may go
rather it would please you, I might be whipp’d.
Proclaim it, provost, round about the city:
(As I have heard him swear himself, there's one
And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish’d,
Let him be whipp'd and hang'd!
Lucio.I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a
whore! Your highness said even now, I made you a
Duke. Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her.
Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal
Duke. Sland'ring a prince deserves it.
[Unmuffles Claudio. She, Claudio, that you wrong’d, look yon restore.-
I have confess'd her, and I know her virtue.-
Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much goodness!
We shall employ thee in a worthier place :-
Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home
The head of Ragozine for Claudio's!
I have a motion mach imports your good ;
So bring us to our palace; where we'll show
What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know. Wherein have I so deserved of you,
(Exeunt. That you extol me thus?
Vences," } two foolish officers.
Don Pedro, prince of Arragon.
Hero, daugther to Leonato.
BEATRICE, niece to Leonato.
, } gentlewomen attending on Hero. BALTHAZAR, servant to Don Pedro.
Messengers, Watch, and Attendants.
A C T I.
Mess. He is very near by this; he was not three
leagues off, when I left him.
Leon. How many gentlemen have you lost in this
Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name. Leon. I learn in this letter, that Don Pedro of Arra- Leon. A victory is twice itself, when the achiever gon comes this night to Messina.
brings home full numbers. I find here, that Don Pe
Ut I had
honour on a young Floren-| Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady.
Beat. Do, good friend.
D. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come to
cost, and you encounter it.
abides, and happiness takes his leave.
D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly.-
I think, this is your daugther.
you asked her?
Beat. I pray you, is signior Montanto returned from D. Pedro. You haveit full, Benedick : we may guess
by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady
an honourable father.
Bene. If signior Leonato be her father, she would not
Leon.Faith, niece, you tax signior Benedick too much; her presence.
Bene. Then is courtesy a turn-coat. — But it is cer-
Beat. A dear happiness to women; they would else
have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man
Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so
Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece: there is Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere
Beat. A bird of my tongue is better, than a beast of
Claudio, and signior Benedick, -my dear friend Leo-
nato hath invited you all. I tell him, we shall stay here
pocrite, but prays from his heart. Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. Leon.If you swear,my lord, you shall not be forsworn. Beat. No : an he were, I would burn my study. But, -Let me bid you welcome, my lord; being reconciled I pray you, who is his companion ? Is there no young to the prince your brother, I owe you all duty. squarer now, that will make a voyage with him to the D. John. I thank you : I am not of many words, but devil ? Mess. He is most in the company of the right noble Leon. Please it your grace lead on? Claudio.
D. Pedro. Yourhand, Leonato! we will go together. Beat. O Lord! he will hang upon him like a disease:
(Exeunt all but Benedick and Claudio. he is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the taker Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daugther of runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio ! if signior Leonato ? he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thou- Bene. I noted her not; but I looked on her. sand poundl, ere he be cured.
Claud. Is she not a modest young lady?
I thank you.
I looked on.
Bene. Doyon question me, as an honest man should to trust none; and the fine is, (for the which I may go
Bene. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my Claud. No, I pray thee, speak in sober judgment. lord; not with love: prove, that ever I lose more blood Bene.Why, i'faith, methinks she is too low for a high with love, than I will get again with drinking, pick out praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too little for a mine eyes with a ballad-maker's pen,and hang me up at great praise. Only this commendation I can afford her, the door of a brothel-house,for the signof blind Cupid. that were she other than sheis, she were unhandsome; D. Pedro. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, and being no other but as she is, I do not like her. thou wilt prove a notable argunient.
Claud. Thou thinkest, I am in sport; I pray thee, tell Bene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat, and shoot me truly how thou likest her.
at me; and he that hits me, let him be clapped on the Bene. Would you buy her, that you inquire after her? shoulder, and called Adam. Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel ?
D. Pedro. Well, as time shall try: Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak yon In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke. this with a sad brow ? or do you play the flouting Jack, Bene. The savage bull may; but if ever the sensible to tell us, Cupid is a good hare-finder,and Vulcan a rare Benedick bear it, pluck off the ball's horns, and set them carpenter? Come, in what key shall a man take you, to iu my forehead:"and let me be vilely painted; and in go in the song ?
such great letters as they write, Here is good horse to Claud. In mine eye, she is the sweetest lady that ever hire, let them signify under my sign, -Here you may
see Benedick the married man. Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and I see no Claud. If this should ever happen, thou would'st be such matter. There's her cousin, an she were not pos- horn-mad. sessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty, as D. Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver the first of May doth the last of December. But I hope, in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. you have no intent to turn husband; have you? Bene, I look for an earthquake too then.
Claud. I would scarce trust myself,though I had sworn D. Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the hours. the contrary, if Hero would be my wife.
In the mean time, good signior Benedick, repair to Bene. Is it come to this, i’faith? Hath not the world Leonato's; commend me to him, and tell him, I will one man, but he will wear his cap with suspicion? Shall not fail him at supper; for, indeed, he hath made great I never see a bachelor of threescore again? Go to, preparation. i' faith; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neckinto a yoke, Bene. I have almost matter enongh in me for such an wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays. Look, Don embassage ; and so I commit you Pedro is returned to seek you.
Claud. To the tuition of God; from my house, (if
I had it)-
D. Pedro. The sixth of July: your loving friend, Be-
nedick. followed not to Leonato's?
Bene. Nay, mock not, mock not! The body of your Bene. I would, your grace would constrain me to tell. discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, and the D. Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance.
guards are but slightly basted on neither: ere you flout Bene. You hear, count Claudio : I can be secret as a old ends any further, examine your conscience; and so dumb man, I would have you think so; but on my alle- I leave you.
Any hard lesson that may do thee good.
Claud. Hath Leonato any son, my lord ?
0, my lord,
went onward on this ended action,
Thatlik’d, but had a rougher task in hand
But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts
All prompting me, how fair young Hero is,
Saying, I lik'd her, ere I went to wars.
D. Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently,
That thou began'st to twist so fine a story? Claud. And never could maintain his part, but in the Claud. How sweetly do you minister to love, force of his will.
That know love's grief by his complexion ! Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her ; that But lest my liking might too sudden seem, she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble I would have salv'd it with a longer treatise. thanks : but that I will have a recheat winded in my D. Pedro. What need the bridge much broader than forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick, all the flood ? women shall pardon me. Because I will not do them the fairest grant is the necessity: the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the right Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis once, thou lov’st;
a part istered hect of
ver. Beat. a not
And I will fit thee with the remedy.
bucheo bea I know, we shall have revelling to-night; Con. Can you make no use of your discontent?
Ein a out I will assume thy part in some disguise,
D. John. Í make all use of it, for I use it only.-Who Timeos to And tell fair Hero, I am Claudio;
comes here? What news, Borachio? Andin her bosom I'll unclasp my heart,
less, 147 And take her hearing prisoner with the force
Bora. I came yonder from a great supper; the prince, Berl No And strong encounter of my amorous tale:
your brother, is royally entertained by Leonato; and Then, after, to her father will I break;
I can give you intelligence of an intended marriage. And, the conclusion is :she shall be thine.
D. John. Will it serve for any model to build mischief In practice let us put it presently.
(Exeunt. on? What is he for a fool, that betroths himself to
D. John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio ?
brs son? Hath he provided this music?
D.John. A proper squire! And who, and who? which hur le Ant. He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can way looks he?
y, and tell you strange news that you yet dreamed not of, Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daugther and heir of Leon. Are they good ?
Leonato. Ant. As the event stamps them ; but they have a good D. John. A very forward March-chick! How came they show well outward. The prince and count you to this?
แa hrnClaudio, walking in a thick-pleached alley in my or- Bora.Being entertained for a perfumer,as I was smokchard, were thus much overheard by a man of mine: ing a musty room, comes me the prince and Claudio, the prince discovered to Claudio, that he loved my hand in hand, in sad conference: I whipt me behind the niece, your daugther,and meant to acknowledge it this arras; and there heard it agreed upon, that the prince night in a dance; and if he found her accordant, he should wooHero for himself,and, having obtained her, meant to take the present time by the top,and instantly give her to count Claudio. break with you of it.
D. John. Come, come, let us thither; this may prove Leon. Hath the fellow any wit, that told you
this? food to my displeasure: that young start-up hath all Ant. A good sharp iellow: I will send for him, and the glory of my overthrow; if I can cross him any way, question him yourself.
I bless myself every way: you are both sure, and will Leon. No, no; we will hold it as a dream, till it ap- assist me? pear itself:- but I will acquaint my daugther withal, Con. To the death, my lord. that she may be the better prepared for an answer, if D. John. Let as to the great supper; their cheer is peradventure this be true. Go you, and tell her of it. the greater, that I am subdued. 'Would the cook were
reddi(Several persons cross the stage.] Cousins, you know of my mind! — Shall we go prove what's to be done? what you have to do.-0, I cry you mercy, friend; Bora. We'll wait upon your lordship.
Scotc you go with me, and I will use your skill. Good
perly cousins, have a care this busy time ! [Exeunt.
A C T II.
SCENE I.-A hall in Leonato's house.
Enter Leonato, Antonio, Hero, Beatrice, and others.
Ant. I saw him not. D. John, There is no measure in the occasion that Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks! I never can breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. see him, but I am heart-burned an hour after.
pod Con. You should hear reason.
Hero. He is of a very melancholy disposition. D. John. And, when I have heard it, what blessing Beat. He were an excellent man, that were made just bringeth it?
in the mid-way between him and Benedick: the one is Con.If not a present remedy, yet a patient sufferance. too like an image, and says nothing; and the other, D.P. D. John. I wonder, that thou, being (as thou say'st too like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling. thou art)born under Saturn,goest about to apply a mo- Leon. Then half signior Benedick's tongue in count ral medicine to a mortifying mischief. I cannot hide John's
mouth, and half count John's melancholy in siwhat I am: I must be sad, when I have cause, and smile gnior Benedick's face.at no man's jests; eat, when I have stomach, and wait Beat. With a good leg, and a good foot, uncle, and ley for no man's leisure; sleep, when I am drowsy, and money enough in his purse, such a man would win any . tend to no man's business; laugh, when I am merry, woman in the world, --if he could get her good will. and claw no man in his humour,
Leon. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a Con. Yea, but you must not make the full show of husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. this, till you may do it without controlment. You have Ant. In faith, she is too curst. of late stood out against your brother, and he hath Beat. Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen ta'en you newly into his grace; where it is impossible God's sending that way:for it is said, God sends a curse you should take true root, but by the fair weather that cow short horns; but to a cow too carst he sends none. you make yourself: it is needful that yon frame the Leon. So, by being too curst, God will send you no season for your own harvest.
horns. D. John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge, than a Beat. Just, if he send me no husband; for the which rose in his grace; and it better fits my blood to be dis- blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and dain'd of all, than to fashion a carriage to rob love evening; Lord ! I could not endure a husband with a from any. In this, though I cannot be said to be a flat-beard on his face; I had rather lie in the woollen. tering honest man, it must not be denied, that I am a Leon. You may light upon a husband that hath no plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle, and beard. enfranchised with a clog; therefore I have decreed not Beat. What should I do with him? dress him in my to sing in my cage: If I had my mouth, I would bite ; if apparel, and make him my waiting gentlewoman? He, I had my liberty, I would do my liking: in the mean that hath a beard, is more than a youth; and he, that
legs, inki Leor Bear
hath no beard, is less than a man: and he, that is more Balth. No more words; the clerk is answered.
Urs. I know you by the
waggling of your head. Beat. No; but to the gate; and there will the devil Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him. meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, Urs. You could never do him so ill-well, unless you and say, Get you to heaven, Beatrice , get you to were the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down; heaven; here's no place for you maids ! So deliver I up you are he, you are he! my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the heavens : hel Ant. Ata word, I am not. shows me where the bachelors sit, and there live we as Urs. Come, come; do you think I do not know you by merry as the day is long.
your excellent wit? Can virtue hideitself? Go to,mum, Ant. Well, niece, (To Hero.] I trust you will be you are he: graces will appear, and there's an end. ruled by your father.
Beat. Will you vot tell me, who told you so ?:
signior Benedick that said so.
Beat. Why, he is the prince's jester: a very dull fool; Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you : if the only his gift is in devising impossible slanders : none prince do solicit you in that kind, you know your but libertines delight in him; and the commendation
is not in his wit, but in his villainy; for he both plea-
Bene. In every good thing.
Borachio, and Claudio.
hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it:
D. John. Are not you signior Benedick ?
him from her, she is no equal for his birth: you may do D. Pedro. With me in your company?
the part of an honest man in it.
Claud. How know you he loves her?
D. John. I heard him swear his affection.
[Exeunt Don John and Borachio.
But hear these ill news with the cars of Claudio.
[Takes her aside. 'Tis certain so ;-the prince wooes for himself. Bene. Well, I would you did like me.
Friendship is constant in all other things, Marg. So would not I, for your own sake; for I have Save in the office and affairs of love! many ill qualities.
Therefore, all hearts in lore use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no agent: for beauty is a witch,
ΤΙ is an accidentofhourly proof,
Which I mistrusted not: farewell, therefore, Hero!
Claud. Yea, the same.
I walk away.