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and, I pray God, his bad voice bode no mischief! tween the sheet? I had as lief hive heard the night raren, come (luud. That. what plague could bare come after it.

Lcon. (), she tore the letter into a thousand Pedro. Yea, marry;--Dost thou bear, Baltha lair perce; railed at herself, that she should be so zar? I pray thee, get us some excellent musich; 5 modest to write to one that she knew would tor to-inoriow night we would have it at the laciy tout her: I measure him, says shie, by my own llero's chamber-windows.

spirit; for 1 ould tinut liim, if he writ io me; Burth'i he best tean, tuy lord. [Er. Bal'luzar. hea, though I love him, I should.

Pedio. Doso: farewel. Conchither, Leonato. Chined. Then down upon her knees she falls, What was it you told meofto-lay, that your nieceio weups, oobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, Beatrice was in love with signior Benedick? curses;--Osteret Benetlick! God gite me parience.

Cland. O, ay;-Stalk on, stuck on, the foul Leon. She doth indeed; iny daughter says so; sits': [ Aside to Pedro.} I di:lnever think that lady and the ecstacy hath so much overborne her, that would have lov'd 2018 12.1.

my daughter i, sobretime ikraid she will do desa Leon. No, nor I neither; but most wonderful, 15 perate outrage to herselt; luis very trire, that she should se dote on-ign:or Benedick, wbom Pedro. It were good, that Benedick huew of it she hath in all outward behaviours seeined everto by some other, if she will not discover it. abhor.

Claud. To what end? He would but inake a Bene. Is't possible? Sits the wird in that corner? port of it, and torment the poor lady worse.

[_vide.20 Peutro. An he should, it were an alms to hang, Leon. By mydroth, my lord, I cannot tell what thiin: She's an excelent sweet lady; and, out of to think of it, but that she loves him with an en atl suspicion, she is virtuous. raged affection:-it is past the intinite of thought. Claud. And she is exceeding wise, Pedro. May be, she doth but counterteit.

Pedro. In every thing, but in loving Benedick. Claud, Faith, like enough.

23 Leon. O my lord, wisdom and blood combating Leon. O God! counterieit! There never was in so tender a body, we have ten proofs to one counterfeit of passion came so near the life of that blood hath the victory. I am surry for hier, passion, as she discovers it.

as I have just cause, being her uncle and her Pedro. Why, what effects of passion shews she: guardian. Claud. Bait the hook well; this tish will bite. 301 Pedro. I would, she had bestowed this dotage

[ulside. on me; I would lave dail'd all other respects, Leon. What effects, mylord! She will sit you, and made her hali myself: I pray you, tell BeYou heard my daughter tell you hów.

nedick of it, and hear what he will say: Claud. She did, indeed.

Leon. Were it good, think you? Pedro. Ilows, how, I pray you? Yesi amaze 35 Claud. He thinks surely, she will die: for me: I would have thought perspirit had been in she says, she will die if he love her not; and she vincible against all assaults of atfection.

wir die ere she mahe her love known; and she Leon. I would have sworn it had, my lord; espe will die if he woo ber, rather than she wil bate cia'l: against Beneclick.

one breath of her accustom'd crossness. Bene. [Aside. ] I should think this a gull, but 40 Pedro. She doth well: if she should make tenthat the white-be reled fellow spraks it: knavery der of her love, 'tis very possible, he'll scorn it; cannot, sure, hiile linself in such reverence. for the man, as you know all, hath a contemptible* Claud. He hath ta'en the infection; hold it up. spirit.

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Clud. He is a very proper man. Pedro. Hath she made her affection kvown to 15 Pedro. He hath, indeed, a good outward hapBenedick?

Ipiness. Leon. No; and swears she never will: that's (tud. Fore God, and in my mind very wise. her torment.

Pedro. lie doth, indeed, shew some sparks Claud. 'Tis true, indeer; so your daughter savs: that are like wit. Shal' I, says she, that have so oft in ounted 50 Leon And I take him to be valiant. him with scorn, write to him that I loze him? Pedro. As lector, I assure you: and in tlie

Leon. This says she now when she is beginning managing of quarrels you may say he is wise ; for to write to himn : for she'll be up twenty times al Jeither be avoids them with great discretion, or night; and there she will sit in her smock, 'uilll undertakes them with a christian-like tear. she have writ a sheet of paper:—my daughter 55! Leor. If he do fear God, he must necessarily tells us all.

kerp peace; if he break the peace, he ought to Claud. Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I re inter into a quarrel with tear and trembling. member a pretty jest your daughter told us of. Pedro. And so will he do; for the man dotlı

Leon. Oh,--When she had writ it, and was read lear Gud, howsoever it seems not in bin, by some ing it over, she found Benedick and Beatrice be-lollurge jests he will make. Well, I ain sorry for

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your niece: Shall we go seek Benedick, and tell! (virtuous ;'tis so, I cannot reprove it:-and him of her love:

wise-but for loving me:--By my troth, it is no Claud. Never tell him, my lord; let her wear addition to her wit;-10r no great argument of it out with good colin-el.

her tolly, tor I will be horribly in love with her.--' Lon. Nay, that's impossible; she may wear 5 I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants her heart out tirst.

of wit broken on ine, because I have rail'd so long Pedro. Well, we will hear further of it by your against marriage: But doth not the appetite alter? daughter; let it cool the while. I love Benedick A man loves the meat in his youth, that he canwell; and I could wish he would inodestly ex notendure in his age:-Shallquips, and sentences, amine himself to see how much he is unworthy|10 and these paper bullets of the brain, awe a man to have so good a lady.

from the career of his humour? No: the world Leon. My lord, will you walk? dinner is ready. must be peopled. When I said, I would die a Caud. If he do not dote on her upon this, 1 batchelor, I did not think I should live till I were will never trust my expectation. [aside. marry'd.--Here comes Beatrice: By this day, she's

Pedro. Let there be ihe same net spread for her, 15 a fair lady: I do spy some marks of love in her. and thatmust your daughter and hergentlewomen

Enter Beatrice. carry. The sport will be, when they hold an Brat. Against my will, I am sent to bid you opinion of one another's dotage, and no such mat come in to dinner. ter; that's the scene that I would sec, which will Bene. Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains. be merely a dumb show. Let us send her to call 20 Beat. I took no more pains for those thanks, bim to dinner. (Aside.]

[Ercunt. than you take pains to thank me; it it had been Benedick advances froin the arbour. painful, I would not have come. Bine. This can be no trick: the conference was Bene. You take pleasure then in the message? sadly' borne. They have the truth of this from Bent. Yea, just as inuch as you may take upon Hero. They seem to pity the lady; it seems, her 25 a knife's point, and choak a daw withal:-You affections have the full bent. Love me! wl!y, it Jhave no stomach, signior? fare you well. [Exit. must be requited. I hear bow I am censur'd: ihes Bene. Ha! Against my will I am sent to bill you say, I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive this comcintodinnir-there's a double meaningin that. love come from her; they say too, that she will I took no more pains for those thanks, than you rather die than give any sign of affection. I did 30 take pains to thank me--that's as much as to say, never think to marry: -I must not seem proud:-- Any pains that I take for you is as easy as happy are they that hear their detractions, and thanks: If I do not take pity of her, I am a vilcan put them to mending. They say, the lady is lain; if I do not love her, I am a Jew: I will go fair; 'tis a truth, I can bear thein witness; and get her picture.

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SCENE I.

Marg. I'll make her come, I warrant you, prea Continues in the Orchaid.

sently.

143 Ilero. Now, lrsula, when Deatrice doth come, Enter Hero, Margaret, and Ursula. As we do trace this alles up and down, Hero. Good Margaret, run thee into the Oir talk must only be of Benedick: parlour;

When I do name him, let it be thy part There shalt thou find iny cousin Beatrice To praise him more than ever man did merit: Proposing with the prince and Claudio: 501 My talk to thee must be, how Benedick Whisper her ear, and tell her, I and C'rsula Is sick in love with Beatrice: Of this matter Walk in the orchard, and our whole cdiscourse 1 little Cupid's crafty arrow made, Is all of her; say, that thou overheard'st us ; That only wounds by hear-say. Now begin, And bid her steal into the pleached bower,

Enter Beatrice behind. Where honey-suckles, ripen’d by the sun,

55 Forbid the sun to enter ;-)ike távourites,

For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing, runs Mude proud by princes, that advance their pride Close by the ground, to hear our conference. Against that power that bred it:--there wiil she Crs. The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish

Cut with her golden oars the silver stream,
To listen our propose ?: This is thy ofice, 160.And greedily devour the treacherous bait :
Bear thee well in it, and leart us alone.

Iso angle we for Beatrice; who even now
That is, seriously beld. ? That is, our discourse,

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bide her,

Is couched in the woodbine coverture:

It were a better death than die with mocks; Fear you not my part of the dialogue. [nothing Which is as bad as die with tickling.

Hero. Then go we near her, that her ear lose Urs. Yet tell her of it; hear what she will say. Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it.

Hero. No; rather I will go to Benedick, [They advance to the bower. 5 And counsel him to fight against his passion: No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful;

And, truly, I'll devise some honest slanders I know, her spirits are as coy and wild

To stain my cousin with; one ûoth not know, · As haggards of the rock.

How much an ill word may empoison liking. Urs. But are you sure,

Urs. O, do not do your cousin such a wrong. That Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely? [lord. 10 She cannot be so much without true judgment,

Hero. So says the prince, and my new-trothed (Ilaving so swift and excellent a wit,
Urs. And did they bid you tell her of it, madam? As she is priz'd to have) as to refuse

Hero. They did iütreatine to acquaint her of it: So rare a gentleman as signior Benedick.
But I persuaded them, if they lov'd Bencdick, Ilero. He is the only man of Italy,
To wish him wrestle will affection,

15 Always excepted my dear Claudio. And never to let Beatrice know of it.

Urs. I pray you, be not angry with me, madam, · Crs. Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman Speaking my fancy; signior Benedick, Deserve as full, as fortunate a bed',

For shape, for bearing, argumento, and valour, As ever Beatrice shall couch upon?

Goes foremost in report through Italy. Hero. O God of love! I know, he cloth deserve 20! Hero. Indeed, he hath an excellent good name. As much as may be yielded to a man:

Urs. His excellence did earn it, ere he had it,But nature never framed a woman's heart When are you marry'd, madam?

[in, Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice:

Hero. Why, every day,--to-morrow; Come, go Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes, I'll shew thee some attires; and have thy counsel, Misprisingo what they look on; and her wit 25 Which is the best to furnish me to-morrow. Values itself so highly, that to her

Urs. She's lim'd', I warrant you; we have All matter else seems weak: she cannot love,

caught her, madam. Nor take no shape nor project of affection, Hero. If it prove so, then loving goes by haps: She is so self-endear'd.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps. Crs. Sure, I think so;

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Beatrice advancing. She knew his love, lest she make sport at it. [man, Beat. What fireisin mine ears? Can this be true? · Hero. Why, you speak truth: I never yet saw Stand Icondemn’d for pride and scorn so much? How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featur'd, Contempt, farewell! and maiden pride, adieu ! But she would spell bim backward': if fair-faca, 35 No glory lives behind the back of such. She'd swear, the gentleman should be her sister; And, Benedick, love on; I will requite thee; If black, why, nature, drawing of an antick *, Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand; Made a foul blot; if tall, a lance ill-headed; If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee If low, an aglet' very vilely cut:

To bind our loves up in a holy band: It speaking, why, a vane blown with all winds; 40 For others say, thou dost deserve; and I If silent, why, a block moved with none. Believe it better than reportingly. [Erit. So turns she every man the wrong side out; And never gives to truth and virtue, that

SCENE II. Which simpleness and merit purchaseth. [able.

Leonato's House. Urs. Sure, sure, such carping is not commend- 45 Enter Don Pedro, Claudio,Benedick,and Leonato.

Hero. No; not tobe so odd, and from allfashions, Pedro. I do but stay till your marriage be conAs Beatrice is, cannot be commendable:

summate, and then I go toward Arragon. But who dare tell her so? If I should speak, Claud. I'll bring you thither, my lord, if you'll She'd niock me into air; 0, she would laugh me vouchsafe me. Out of myself, press me to death with wit. 150 Pedro. Nay, that would be as great a soil in the Therefore let Benedick, like cover'd fire,

new gloss of your marriage, as to shew a child his Consume away in sighs, waste inwardly; Inew coat, and forbid hiin lo wear it. I will only be

! Meaning, as rich a wife. ?That is, despising. This alludes to the received notion of witches saying their prayers backwards. * The antick was a butloon in the old English farces, with a blacked face, and a patch-work habit. An aglet was the tag of those points, formerly so much in fashion. "These tags were either of gold, silver, or brass, according to the quality of the wearer; and were commonly in the shape of little images; or at least had a head cut at the extremity. The French call. thein aiguillettes. And, as a tull man is before compared to a lance ill-headed; so, by the same figure, a little man is very aptly liken’d to an aglet ill-cut. Argument bere seems to mean, the powers or gift of reasoning well

. ? That is, entangled. Alluding to a proverbial saying, that people's ears burra when others are talking of them.

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bold with Benedick for his company: for, from leight or nine wise words to speak to you, which the crown of his head to the sole of his foot, he is these hobby-horses must not hear. all inirth; he hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's

[Errunt Benedick and Leonato, bow-string, and the little hangman dare not shoot Pedro. For my life, to break with him about at him; he hath a heart as sound as a bell, and 5 Beatrice. his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart Claud. 'Tis even so: Hero and Margaret have thinks, his tongue speaks.

by this time play'd their parts with Beatrice; and Bene. Gallants, I am not as I have been. then the two bears will not bite one another, Leon. So say I; methinks, you are sadder. when they meet. Claud. I hope, he be in love.

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Enter Don John. Pedro. Hang him, truant; there's no true drop John. My lord and brother, God save you ! of blood in him, to be truly touch'd with love: Pedro. Good den, brother. it he be sad, he wants money.

John. If your leisure serv’d, I would speak with Bene. I have the tooth-ach.

you. Pidro. Draw it.

15 Pedro. In private? Bent. Hang it!

John. If it please you:-yet count Claudio may Cloud. You must hang it first, and draw it hear; for what I would speak of, concerns him. afterwards.

Pedro. What's the matter? Pedro. What, sigh for the tooth-ach?

John. Means your lordship to be marry'd toLemn. Where is but a humour, or a worm? 20'morrow?

[To Claudio. Bin". Well, every one can master a grief, but Pedro. You know, he does. be that bas it.

Jolin. I know not that, when he knows what I Chaud. Yet say 1, he is in love.

know. Pedro. There is no appearance of fancy in him, Claud. If there be any impediment, I pray you, unless it be a fancythat he hath to strange disguises: 25 discover it. as to be a Dutchmanto-day; a Frenchinan to-mor John. You may think, I love you not; let that row; or in the shape of two countries at once; as a appear hereafter, and aim better at me by that ! German from the waist downward, all slops'; and now will manifest: For my brother, I think, he a Spaniard from the hip upward, no doublet: holds you well; and in dearness of heart hath Unless he have a fancy to this foolery, as it ap. 30 holp to effect your ensuing marriage: 'surely, suit pears he hath, he is no fool for fancy, as you ill-spent, and labour ill-bestuw'd! would have it to appear he is.

Pedro. Why, what's the matter? Claud. If he be not in love with some woman, John. I came hithertotell you, and circumstances there is no believing old signs: he brushes his hai shorten'd, (for she bath been too long a talking o'mornings: What should that bode?

35 of) the lady is disloyal. Pedro. llath any man seen him at the barber's: Claud. Who? Hero?

Claud. No, but the barber's man hath been seen John. Even she; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, with hiin; and the old ornament of his cheek every man's Hero. hath already stuff"d tennis-balls.

Claud. Disloyal? Leon. Indeed, he looks younger than he did, by 40 John. The word is too good to paint out her the loss of a beard.

wickedness; I could say, she were worse; think Pedro. Nay, he rubs himself with civet: Can you of a worse title, and I will fit her to it. you smell him out by that?

Wonder not till further warrant: go but with me Claud. That's as much as to say, The sweet to-night, you shallsee herchamber-window enter'd, youth's in love.

45 even the night before her wedding-day: if you Pedro. The greatest note of it, is his melancholy. love her then, to-morrow wed her; but it would Claud. And when was he wont to wash his face? better fit your honour to change your mind.

Perro, Yea, or to paint himself for the which, Claud. May this be so? I hear what they say of him.

Pedro. I will not think it. Cland. Nay, but his jesting spirit; which is now 50 John. If you dare not trust that you see, con cr-pt into a lute-string, and now governd by stops. fess not that you know: if

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I Pedro. Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him: will shew you enough; and when you have seen conclude, conclude he is in love.

more, and heard more, proceed accordingly. Clarut. Nay, but I know who loves him.

Chuud. If I see any thing to-night why I should Pedro. That would I know too; I warrant, one 55 not marry her; to-morrow, in the congregation, that knows bim not.

where I should wed, there will I shame her. Claud. Yes, and his ill conditions; and, in de Pedro. And, as I wooed for thee to obtain her, spight of all, dies for him.

I will join with thee to disgrace her. : Pedro.She shall be buried with her face upwards. Pedro. I will disparage her no farther, till you

Bere. Yet is this no charm for the tooth-ach.-60 are my witnesses: bear it coldly but till midnight, Od signior, walk aside with me; I have studied Jand let the issue shew itself,

That is, all breeches.

Pedro.

Pedro. O day untowardly turn'd!

for such kind of men, the less you meddle or make Claud. () mischief strangely thwarting! with thein, why, the more is for your honesty: John. O plague right well prevented!

2 Hutch. It we know him to be a thief, shall So you will say, when you have seen the sequel. we not lay hands on him?

[Exeunt. 5 Dogb. Truly, by your oftice, you may; but ! SCENE III.

think, they that touch pitch will be detid: the

most peace-able way for you, if you do take a The Street,

thief, is, to let him shew hinself what he is, and Enter Dogberry and Verges, with the Watch. steal out of your company. Dogb. Are you good men and true?

10 Verg. You have always been call'd a merciful Verg. Yea, or else it were pity but they should inan, partner, suffer salvation, body and soul.

Dogb. Truly, I would not hang a dog by my Dogb. Nay, that were a punishment too good will; much more a man who hath any honesty in for thein, if they should have any allegiance in him. them, being chosen for the prince's watch. 15 Verr. If you hear a child cry in the night, you

Verg. Weil, give them their charge, neighbour musi call to the purse, and bid her still it. Dogberry.

2 Hatch. Ilow it the nurse be asleep, and will Dogb. First, who think you the most desartless not hear us? man to be constable ?

Dogb. Why then, depart in peace, and let the 1 Watch. Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George Sea-20 child wake her with crying: for the ewe that coal; for they can write and read.

will not bear ber lamb uhen it baes, will never ails Dogb. Come hither, neighbour Seacoal: God swer a cult when he bleats. hath bless'd you with a good name: to be a well Verg. 'Tis very true. favour'd man is the gift of fortune; but to write Doghe. This is the end of the charge. You, and read comes by nature.

25 constable, are to present the prince's own person, 2 Watch. Both which, master constable, if you meet the prince in the night, you may stay

Dogb. You have; I knew it would be your an him. swer. Well, for your favour, sir, why, give God Virg. Nay, by'r Larly, that, I think, he cannot. thanks, and make no boast of it; and for your Dogb. Five shillings to one on't, with any man writing and reading, let that appear when there 30 that knows the statues, he may stay him: marry; is no need of such vanity. You are thought here not without the prince be willing: for, indeed, to be the most senseless and tit man for the con the watch ought to ollend no man; and it is an stable of the watch; therefore bear you the lan offence to stay a man against his will. thorn: This is your charge; you shall compre Very. By 'r Lady, I think it be so, hend all vagrom men; you are to bid any man|35Dogb. Isa, ha, ha! Well, masters, good night: stand, in the prince's name.

an there be any matter of weighit chances, call up 2 Watch. How if he will not stand?

me; keep your fellows' counsels, and your own, Dog. Why then, take no note of him, but let and good night.-Come, neighbour, him go; and presentiy call the rest of the watch 2 lutch. Well, masters, we bear our charge; together, and thank God you are rid of a knave. 40 let us go sit here upon the church-bench till two,

Verg. If he will not stand when he is bidden, and then all to bed. he is none of the prince's subjects.

Dogb. One word more, honest neighbours: I pray Dogb. True, and they are io nieddle with none you, watch about signior Leonato's door; for the but the prince's subjects :-You shall also make wedding being there to-morrow, there is a great no noise in the streets; for, for the watch to babble 45 coil to-night: Adieu, be vigilant, I beseech you. and talk, is most tolerable and not to be endur'd.

[Ercunt Dogberry and ringis. 2 Watch. We will rather sleep than talk; wel

Enter Borachio and Conrude. know what belongs to a watch.

Bora. What! Conrade, Dogh. Why, you speak like an ancient and most Watch. Peace, stir not.

[Aside, quiet watchman; for I cannot see how sleeping 50 Bora. Conrade, I say! should offend: only, have a care that your bills? Conr. Here man, I am at thy elbow. be not stolen :-Well

, you are to call at all the Bora. Mass, and my elbow itch'd; I thought, ale-houses, and bid them that are drunk get thein there would a scab follow. to bed.

Conr. I will owe thee an answer for that; and 2 Watch. How if they wil not?

55 now forward with thy tale, Watch. Why then, let them alone till they are Bora. Stand there close then under this pentsober; if they make you not then the better an. house, for it drizzles rain ; and I will, like a true swer, you may say, they are not the men you drunkard, utter all to thee. took them for

Watch. [Aside.] Some treason, masters; yet 2 Hatch. Well, sir.

160 stand close. Đogh. If you meet a thief, you may suspect him, Boru. Therefore know, I have earned of Don by virtue of your oflice, to be no trúe man; and, John, a thousand ducats. A bill was the old weapon of the English infantry,

Conr.

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