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Bene, Do you question me as an honest Man should do for my fimple true Judgment? Or would you have me speak after my Custom, as being a professed Tyrant to their Sex ?
Claud. No, I prithee speak in sober Judgment,
Bene. Why i' faith methinks she's too low for an high Praise, too brown for a fair Praise, and too little for Praise ; only this Commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her,
Claud. Thou thinkst I am in sport, I pray thee tell me truly how thou lik’st her.
Bene. Would you buy her, that you enquire after her? Claud. Can the World buy such a Jewel
Bene. Yes, and a Case to put it into; but speak you this with a fad Brow, or do you play the flouting Jack, to tell us Cupid is a good Hare-finder, and Vulcan a rare Carpenter? Come, in what Key shall a Man take you to go in the
Claud. In mine Eye, she is the sweetest Lady that ever I
Bene. I can see yet without Spectacles, and I see no such Marter: There's her Cousin, an she were not posseft with a Fury, exceeds her as much in Beauty, as the first of May doth the last of December: But I hope you have no intent to turn Husband, have you?
Claud. I would scarce trust my self, tho' I had sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my Wise.
Bene. Is't come to this? In Faith hath not the World one Man, but he will wear his Cap with Suspicion? Shall I never see a Batchelor of threescore again? Go to i’ Faith, and thou wilt needs thrust thy Neck into a Yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays: Look, Don Pedro is return'd to
Enter Don Pedro and Don John. Pedro. What Secret hath held you here, that you follow'd not to Leonato ?
Bene. I would your Grace would constrain me to tell.
Bene. You hear, Count Claudio, I cannot be secret as a dumb Man, I would have you think so (but on my Alle giance, mark you this, on my Allegiance) he is in love, with
But by and by, rude Fishermen of Corinth
Duke. Antipholis, thou cam'ft from Corinth first.
(rior, E. Ant. Brought to this Town by that most famous War, Duke Menaphon, your most renowned Uncle.
Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to Day?
S. Ant. And so do I, yet did she call me so:
Ang. That is the Chain, Sir, which you had of me.
Adr. I sent you Mony, Sir, to be your Bail
S. Ant. This Purse of Duckets I receiv'd from you,
E. Ant. These Duckets pawn I for my Father here.
E. Ant. There take it, and much thanks for my good Cheer.
Abb. Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the Pains To go with us into the Abbey here,
And hear at large discoursed all our Fortunes;
Duke. With all my Heart I'll gossip at this Feast. [Exeunt omnes. Manet
, the two Antiph, and two Dromio's. S. Dro. Master, shall I fetch your Stuff from Shipboard? E. Ant. Dromio, what Stuff of mine haft thou imbark'd? S. Dro. Your Goods that lay at hoft, Sir, in the Centaur.
S. Ant. He speaks to me; I am your Master, Dromio. Come
with us, we'll look to that anon; Embrace thy Brother there, rejoice with him. [Exit.
S. Dro. There is a fat Friend at your Master's House,
E. Dro. Methinks you are my Glass, and not my Brother:
S. Dro. Not I, Sir, you are my Elder.
it. S. Dro. We'll draw Cuts for the Seniority; 'till then, lead thou first. E. Dro. Nay, then thus
[Embracing. We came into the World like Brother and Brother: And now lets go Hand in Hand, not one before another.