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verned by stops.
Leon. Indeed, he looks younger than he D. John. The word is too good to paint out did, by the loss of a beard.
her wickedness; I could say, she were worse ; D. Pedro. Nay, he rubs himself with civet: think you of a worse title, and I will fit her Can you smell him out by that?
to it. Wonder not till further warrant: go Claud. That's as much as to say, The sweet but with me to-night, you shall see her chamyouth's in love.
-ber-window entered ; even the night before D. Pedro. The greatest note of it is his her wedding-day: if you love her then, to melancholy.
morrow wed her; but it would better fit your Claud. And when was he wont to wash his honour to change your mind. face?
Cluud. May this be so ? D. Pedro. Yea, or to paint himself? for the D. Pedro. I will not think it. which, I hear what they say of him.
D. John. If you dare not trust that you Claud. Nay, but his jesting spirit; which see, confess not that you know: if you will is now crept into a lute-string, and now go follow me, I will show you enough; and when
you have seen more, and heard more, proceed D. Pedro. Indeed, that tells a heavy tale accordingly. for him: Conclade, conclude, he is in love. Claud. If I see any thing tv-night why I
Claud. Nay, but I know who loves him. should not marry her to-morrow; in the conD. Pedro. That would I know tuo ; I war-gregation, where I should wed, there will I rant, one that knows bim not.
shame her, Claud. Yes, and his ill conditions ; and, in D. Pedro. And, as I wooed for thee to obdespite of all, dies for him.
tain her, I will join with thee to disgrace her. D. Pedro. She shall be buried with her D. John. I will disparage her no farther,
till you are my witnesses : bear it coldly but Bene. Yet is this no charm for the tooth- till midnight, and let the issue show itself. ach.--Old signior, walk aside with me: I D. Pedro. () day untowardly turned ! have studied eight or nine wise words to speak Cluud. O mischief strangely thwarting! to you,which these hobby-horses must not hear. D. John. O plague right well prevented !
(Exeunt BENEDICK and LeoNATO. So will you say, when you have seen the D. Pedro. For my life, to break with him sequel.
[Exeuni. about Beatrice. Claud. 'T'is even so: Hero and Margaret
SCENE HII. A Street. have by this played their parts with Beatrice; Enter Dog BERRY and Verges, with the and then the two bears will not bite one ano.
Watch. ther, when they meet. Enter Don John.
Dogb. Are you good men and true? D. John. My lord and brother, God save Verg. Yea, or else it were pity but they you.
should suffer salvation, body and soul. D. Pedro. Good den, brother.
Dogb. Nay, that were a ponish nent too D. John. If your leisure served, I would good for them, if they should have any allespeak with yon.
giance in them, being chosen for the prince's D. Pedro. In private?
watch. D. John. If it please you ;-yet count
Verg. Well, give them their charge, neighmay hear; for what I would speak bour Dogberry. of, concerns him.
Dogb. First, who think you the most de. D. Pedro. What's the matter?
sartless man to be constable ? D. John. Means your lordship to be mar- 1 Watch. Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George ried to-morrow?
(To Claud10. Seacoal; for they can write and read. D. Pedro. You know, he does.
Dogb. Come hither, neighbour Seacoal... D. John. I know not that, when he knows God hath blessed you with a good name: to what I know.
be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; Claud. If there be any impediment, I pray but to write and read comes by nature. you, discover it.
2 Watch. Both which, master constable, D. John. You may think, I love you not ; Dogb. You have; I knew it would be your let that appear hereafter, and aim better at me answer. Well, for your favour, sir, why, give by that I now will manifest: For my brother, God thanks, and make no boast of it; and for I think, he holds you well; and in dearness your writing and reading, let that appear when of heart hath holp to effect yonr ensuing mar- there is no need of such vanity. You are riage : surely, suit ill spent, and labour ill thought here to be the most senseless and fit bestowed !
man for the constable of the watch; therefore D. Pedro. Why, what's the maiter? bear you the lantern : This is your charge ;
D. John. I came hither to tell you; and, You shall comprehend all vagrom men ; you circumstaaces shortened, (for she hath been are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name. too long a talking of,) the lady is disloyal.
2 Watch. How if he will not stand? Claud. Who? Hero?
: Dogo. Why then, take no note of him, but D. John. Even she ; Leonato's Hero, your let him go; and presently call the rest of the Hero, every man's Hero.
watch together, and thank God you are rid Claud. Disloyal ?
of a knave.
Verg. If he will not stand when he is bid-let us go sit here upon the church-bench till den, he is none of the prince's subjects. two, and then all to-bed.
Dog). True, and they are to meddle with Dogb. One word more, honest neighbours : wone but the prince's subjects:—You shall I pray you, watch about signior Leonato's also make no noise in the streets; for, for the door; for the wedding being there to-morrow, watch to babble and talk, is most tolerable there is a great coil to-night : Adieu, be vigi. and not to be endured.
taut, I beseech you. 2 Watch. We will rather sleep than talk;
[Ereunt Dog BERRY and Verges. we know what belongs to a watch.
Enter BORACHIO and CONRADE. Dugt. Why, you speak like an ancient and Bora. What! Conrade, most quiet watchman; for I cannot see how Wutch. Peace, stir not.
(Aside. zleeping should offend: only, have a care that Bora. Conrade, I say ! your bills * be not stolen :-Well, you are to Con. Here, man, I am at thy elbow.. call at all the ale-houses, and bid il.ose that Bora. Mass, and my elbow itched ; I are drunk get them to bed.
thonight, there would a scab follow. 2 Watch. How if they will not?
Con. I will owe thee an answer for that; Dogb. Why then, let them alone till they are and now forward with thy tale. sober; if they make you not then the better Bora. Stand thee close then under this pent. answer, you may say, they are not the men house, for it drizzles rain; and I will, like a you took them for.
true drunkard, utter all to thee. 2 Watch, Well, sir:
Watch. [Aside.] Some treason, masters ; Dogb. If you meet a thief, you may suspect yet stand close. him, by virtue of your office, to be no true Bora. Therefore kuow, I have earned of man: and, for such kind of men, the less you Don John a thousand ducats. meddle or make with them, why, the wore is Cou. Is it possible that any villany should for your honesty.
be so dear? 2 Watch. If we know him to be a thief, Boru. Thou shouldst rather ask, if it were shall we not lay hands on him?
possible any villany should be so rich; for Dogb. Truly, by your office, you may; but, when rich villains have need of poor ones, I think, they that touch pitch will be defiled : poor ones may make what price they will. the inost peaceable way for you, if you do take Con. I wonder at it. a thief, is, to let him show biniself what he is, Bora. That shows, thou art unconfirmedt: and steal out of your company.
Thon knowest, that the fashion of a doublet, Verg. You have been always called a mer- or a bal, or a cloak, is nothing to a man. ciful man, partner.
Con. Yes, it is apparel. Dogb. Truly, I would not hang a dog by Bora. I mean, the fashion. iny will; much more a man who hath any Con. Yes, the fashion is the fashion. honesty in him.
Bora. Tush! I may as well say, the fool's Verg. If you hear a child cry in the night, the fool. But see'st thou not what a deformed you must call to the nurse, and bid her still it. thief this fashion is?
2 Wutch. How if the nurse be asleep, and Watch. I know that Deforined; be has will not hear us.
been a vile thief this seven year; he goes op Dogb. Why then, depart in peace, and let and down-like a gentleman: I remember his the child wake her withi crying : for the ewe name. that will not hear her lamb when it baes, will Bura. Didst thou not hear somebody? never answer a calf when he bleats.
Con. No; 'twas the vane on the house. Verg: 'Tis very true.
Bora. Seest thou not, I
say, what a deformDogb. This is the end of the charge. You, ed thief this fashion is? how giddily he turns constable, are to present the prince's own per- about all the hot bloods, between fourteen and son; if you meet the prince in the night, you live and thirty? sometime, fashioning them may stay bim.
like Pharaoh's soldiers in the reechy I paintVerg. Nay, by'r lady, that, I think, he cannot. ing; sometime, like god Bel's priests in the
Dogi. Five shillings to one on't, with any old church window; solnetiine, like the shaven man that knows the statues, he may stay him: Hercules in the smirehed g worm-eaten tapesinarry, not without the prince be willing: try, where his cod-piece seems as massy as Lis for, indeed, the watch ought to offend no club? man; and it is an offence to stay a man Con. All this I see; and see, that the fashion against his will.
wears out more apparel than the mau : But Verg. By'r lady, I think, it be so. aft not thou thyself giddy with the fashion Dogo. Ha, ha, ha! Well, masters, good too, that thou hast shifted out of thy tale into night : an there be any matter of weight telling me of the fashion ?. chances, call up me: keep your fellows' coun- Bora. Not so neither: bat know, that I sels and your own,
and good night. Come, bave to-night wooed Margaret; the lady Hero's neighbour, 11
gentlewoman, by the nanie of Hero; she leans 2 Watch. Well, masters, we hear ourcharge: / ine out at her mistress' chamber-window, bids
me a thousand times good night,-l tell this Hero. God give me joy to wear it, for my tale vilely :-) should first tell thee, how the heart is exceeding heavy! Prince, Claudio, and my master, planted, and Marg. 'Twill be heavier soon, by the weight placed, and possessed by my master, Don of a man. John, saw afar off in the orchard this ainiable Hero, Fye upon thee! art not ashamed ? encounter.
Murg. Of what, lady? of speaking honour.. Cun. And thought they, Margaret was Hero? ably? Is not marriage honourable in a bėgBora. Two of them did, the Priņce and gar? Is nct your lord honourable without Claudio; but the devil my master knew she was marriage? I think, you would have me say, Margaret; and partly by his oaths, which first saving your reverence,-a husband: an bad possessed them, partly by the dark night, thinking do not wrest true speaking, I'll offend which did deceive them, but chiefly by my nobody : Is there any harm in the heavier villany, which did confirm any slander that for a husband ? None, I think, an it be the Don John had made, away went Claudio en- right husband, and the right wife; otherwise raged; swore he would meet her as he was 'tis light, and not heavy: Ask my lady Beaappointed, next morning at the temple, and trice else, here she comes. there, before the whole congregation, shame
Enter BEATRICE. her with what he saw over night, and send
Hero. Good morrow, coz. her home again without a husband.
Beat. Good morrow, sweet Hero. I Watch. We charge you in the prince's Hero. Why, how now! do you speak in name, stand.
the sick tme ? 2 Watch. Call up the right master consta. Beut. I am out of all other tune, methinks. ble: We have here recovered the most dan- Marg, Clap us into-Light oʻ loưe; that gerous piece of lechery that ever was known goes without burden; do you sing it, and I'll in the commonwealth,
dance it. 1 Watch. And one Deformed is one of them; Beat. Yea, Light o' love, with your heels! I know him, he wears a lock.
-then if your husband have stables enough, Con. Masters, masters.
you'll see he shall lack no barns. 2 Watch. You'll be inade bring Deformed Murg. O illegitimate construction! I scorn forth, I warrant you.
that with my heels. Con. Masters, –
Beat. 'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin; 'tis 1 Wutch. Neyer speak: we charge you, let time you were ready: By my troth I am exus obey you to go with us.
ceeding ill:-hey ho! Bora. We are like to prove a gondly com- Murg. For a hawk, a horse, or a husband ? modity, being taken up of these men's bills. Beut. For the letter that begins thein all, Hz.
Con. A commodity in question, I warrant Murg. Well, an you he not turned Turk, you. Come, we'll obey you. [Exeunt. there's no niore sailing by the star.
Beut. What means the fool, trow? SCENE IV. A Room in Leonato's House. Murg. Nothing 1; but God send every one
their heart's desire! Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULA.
Hero. These gloves the count sent me, they Hero. Good Ursula, wake my cousin Bea- are an excellent perfume. trice, and desire her to rise.
Beut. I am stuffed cousin, I cannot smell. Urs. I will lady.
Marg. A inaid, and stuffed! there's goodly Hero. And bid her come hither.
catching of cold. Urs. Well.
(Exit URSULA. Beat, 0, God help me! God help me! how Marg. Troth, I think, your other rabato* long have you profess'd apprehension? were better.
Marg. Ever since you left it: doth not iny Hero. No, pray thee,good Meg, I'll wear this. wit become me rarely?;
Murg. By my troth, it's not so good ; and Beat. It is not seen enough, you should I warrant, your cousin will say so.
wear it in your cap.-By my troth, I am sick. Hero. My cousin's a fool, and thou art ano- Marg. Get you some of this distilled Carther; I'll wear none but this.
duus Benedictus, and lay it to your heart; it Murg. I like the new tiret within excel- is the only thing for a qualm. lently, if the hair were a thought browner : Hero. There thou prick'st her with a thistle. and your gown's a most rare fashion, i'faith. Beut. Benedictus! why Benedictus ? you I saw the duchess of Milan's gown, that they have some moral il in this Benedictus. praise so.
Murg. Moral? no, by my troth, I have no Hero, 0, that exceeds, they say.
moral meaning; I meant, plain holy-thistle. Murg. By my troch it's but a night gown in You may think, percbance, that I think you respect of yours: Cloth of gold, and cuts, and are in love: nay, by'r lady, I am not such a laced with silver ; set with pearls, down fool to think what I list; nor I list not to sleeves, side-sleevest, and skirts round, under. think what I can; nor, indeed, I cannot think, borne with a bluish tinsel : but for a sně, if I would think my heart out of thinking, quaint, graceful, and excellent fashion, yours that you are in love, or that you will be in is worth ten ou't.
love, or that you can be in love yet BeneA kind of ruff. + Head-dress.
| Long-sleeves. i. e., for an acheiovapain. "y"#Hidden meaning,
dick was such another, and now is he become more than 'tis : for I hear as good exclamation a man: he swore he would never marry; and on your worship, as of any man in the city yet now, in despite of his heart, he eats his and though I be but a poor man,
I am glad meat without grudging: and how you may be to hear it. converted, I know not; but methinks, you Verg. And so am I. look with your eyes as other women do.
Leon. I would fain know what you have Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue to say. keeps ?
Verg. Marry, sir, our watch 'to-night, exMarg. Not a false gallop.
cepting your worship’s presence, have ta'en a Re-enter URSULAI
couple of as arrant knaves as any in Messina. Urs. Madam, withdraw; the prince, the Dogb. A good old man, sir; lie will be talkcount, signior Benedick, Don John, and all ing; as they say, When the age is in, the wit the gallants of the town, are come to fetch is out; God help us ! it is a world to see! you to church.
Well said, i'faith, neighbour Verges :-well, Hero. Help to dress me, good coz, good God's a good man; an two men ride of a Meg, good Ursula.
(Exeunt. horse, one must ride behind :-An honest soul, SCENE V.
i'faith, sir: by my troth he is, as ever broke
bread: but, God is to be worshipped : All men Another Room in Leonato's House. are not alike; alas, good neighbour !
Leon. Indeed, neighbour, fie comes too Enter Leonato, with DOGBERRY and
short of you. VERGES.
Dogb. Gifts, that God gives, Leon. What would you with ine, honest
Leon. I must leave you. neighbour?
Dogb. One word; sir: our watch, sir, have, Dogb. Marry, sir, I would have some confi- indeed, comprehended two aspicious persons, dence with you, that decerns you nearly. and we would have thein this morning ex
Leon. Brief, I pray you; for you see, 'tis amined before your worship. a busy time with me.
Leon. Take their examination yourself, Dogb. Marry, this it is, sir.
and bring it me; I am now in great haste, as Verg. Yes, in truth it is, sir.
it may appear unto yon. Leon. What is it, my good friends?
Dogb. It shall be suffigance. Dogb. Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little Leon. Drink some winé ere you go: fare off the matter: an old man, sir, and his wits you well. are not so blunt, as, God help, I would desire
Enter a Messenger. they were; but, in faith, honest, as the skin between his brows.
Mess. My lord, they stay for you to give Verg. Yes, I thank God, I am as honest as your daughter to her husband. any man living, that is an old man, and no Leon. I will wait upon them; I am ready. honester than I.
[Ereunt LEONA’ro and Messenger. Dogb. Comparisons are odorous : palabras, Dogb. Go, good partner, go, get you to neighbour Verges.
Francis Seacoal, bid him bring his pen and Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious. inkhorn to the gaol'; we are now to examin.
Dogb. It pleases your worship' to say so, ation these men. but we are the poor duke's officers; but, truly, Verg. And we must do it wisely. for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a Dogb. We will spare for no wit, I warrant king, I could find in my heart to bestow it all you; here's that (Touching his forehead.) of your worship.
shall drive some of them to a non com: only Leon. All thy tediousness on me! ha! get the learned writer to set down our excomDogb. Yea, and 'twere a thousand times munication, and meet me at the gaol. [ Exeunt.
ACT IV. SCENE I. The Inside of a Church. Leon. To be married to her, friar ; you Entér Don PEDRO, Don John, LEONATO,
come to marry her. Friar, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, Hero, and
Friar. Lady, you come hither to be mar
ried to this count? BEATRICE, &c.
Hero. I do. Leon. Come, friar Francis, be brief; only - Friar. If either of you know any inward to the plain form of marriage, and you shall impediment why you should not be conjoined, recount their particular duties afterwards. I charge you, or your souls, to utter it. Hi Friar. You come bither, my lord, to mar- Obaud. Koow you any, Hero? ry this lady?
Hero. None, my lord. Claud. No.
Friar. Know you any, count? 147700 10.2kI
* It is worth seeing,
Leon. I dare make his answer, none. Is this the prince? Is this the prince's brother
Claud. O, what men dare do! what men Is this face Hero's? Are our eyes our own? may do! what men daily do! not knowing Leon. All this is so; But what of this, my what they do!
[your daughter ; Bene. How now! Interjections? Why, Claud. Let me but move one question to then some be of laughing, as, ha! ha! he! And, by that fatherly and kindly power Cluud. Stand thee by, friar:-Father, by Tbat you have in her, bid her answer truly. your leave!
Leon. I charge thee do so, as thou art niy Will you with free and unconstrained soul
(set! Give me this maid, your daughter?
Hero. O God defend mel how am I beLeon. As freely, son, as God did give her What kind of catechizing call you this?
Claud. To make you answer truly to your Claud. And what have I to give you back,
[name May counterpoise this rich and precious gift. Hero. Is it not Hero? Who can blot that D. Pedro. Nothing, unless you render hier With any just reproach ? again.
Marry, that can Hero,
What man was, he talk'd with you yesterGive not this rotten orange to your friend;
[one? She's but the sigu and semblance of hier ho. Out at your window, betwixt twelve and
Now, if you are a maid, answer to this. Behold, how like a maid she blushes here: Hero. I talk'd with no man at that hour, 0, what authority and show of truth
[Leonato, Can cunning'sin cover itself withal!
D. Pedro. Why, then are you no maiden.Comes not that blood, as modest evidence, Į am sorry you must hear; Upon mine how To witness simple virtúe? Would you not nour, swear,
Myself, my brother; and this grieved count, All you that see her, that she were a maid, Did see her, hear her, at that hour last night, By these exterior shows? But she is none :
Talk with a ruflian at her chamber-window; She knows the heat of a luxurious * bed: Who hatli, indeed, most like a liberal ý villain, Her blush is guiltiness, not modesty.
Confess'd the vile encounters they have had
Fye, fye! they are Not knit my soul to an approved wanton. Not to be nam'd, my lord, not to be spoke of; Leon. Dear my lord, if you, in your own There is not chastity enough in language. proof
Without offence, to uiter them : Thus, pretty Have vanquish'd the resistance of her youth, lady, And made defeat of her virginity,
I am sorry for thy much misgovernment, Claud. I know what you would say, If I Claud. O Hero! what a Hero badst thon
have known her, You'll say, she did embrace me as a husband, If half thy outward graces had been placed And so extenuate the 'forehand sin:
About thy thoughts, and counsels of thy heart! No, Leonato,
But, fare thee well, most foul, most fair ! fareI never tempted her with word 'too large t;
well, But, as a brother to his sister, show'd
Thon pure impiety, and impious purity! Bashful sincerity, and comely love.
For thee I'll lock up all the gates of love, Hero. And seemn'd I ever otherwise to you? And on my eye-lids shall conjecture hang, Claud. Out on thy seeming! I will write To turn all beauty into thoughts of harm, against it:
And never shall it more be gracious l. You seem to me as Dian in hier orb;
Leon. Hath no man's dagger here a point As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown;
(HERO swoons. But you are more intemperate in your blood Beat. Why, how now, cousin? wherefore Thau Venus, or those pain perd animals
sink you down? That rage in savage sensuality: (so wide ? D. John. Come, let us go: these things,
Hero. Is my lord well, that he doth speak come thus to light,
Smother her spirits up.
[Exeunt Don Pedro, Don John, I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about
and CLAUDIO. To link my dear friend to a coinmon stale.
Bene. How doth the lady? Leon. Are these things spoken? or do I Beat, Dead, I think ;-help, uncle;but dream?
[things are true. Hero! why, Hero ! --Uncle!-Signior Bene. D. John. Sir, they are spoken, and these dick I-friar! Bene. This looks not like a nuptial,
Leon. O fate, take not away thy heavy
True, O God! hand!
Death is the fairest cover for her shame,
Remote from the business in haud. § Tou free of tongue.