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Don Pedro, Prince of Arragon.
Appears, Act l, se. ). Act II. se. 1; sc. 3. Act III. sc.2,

Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 1 ; sc. 3; se. 4.

Don John, bastard brother to Don Pedro.
erus, Act I. s. l; se. 3. Act II. sc. l; sc. 2. Act III. sc. 2.

Act IV. sc. 1.
CLAVDIO, a young lord of Florence, favourite of

Don Pedro.
Aspen, Azt l. se. l. Act II. sc. 1; sc. 3. Act III. sc. 2.

Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 1; sc. 3; sc. 4.
REXEDICK, a young lord of Padua, favourite likewise

of Don Pedro.
Apears. Aet I. sc. 1. Act II. sc. 1; sc. 3. Act III. sc. 2.

Act IV. sc. I. Act V. sc. 1; sc. 2, sc. 4.

LEONATO, Governor of Messina.
Appears, Act I. sc. l; sc. 2. Act II. sc. 1; sc. 3.
Art Ill. sc. 2; s. 5. Act IV. sc. 1. Aet V. sc. 1 ; sc. 4.

ANTONIO, brother to Leonato.
Ayears, Act I. se. 2. Act II. sc. I. Act V. sc. l; sc. 4.

BALTHAZAR, servant to Don Pedro.
Appears, Act I. sc. I. Act II. sc. 1 ; sc. 3.

BORACHIO, follower of Don John.
4pcs, Art I. se. 3. Act II. sc. 1; sc. 2. Act III. sc. 3.

Act IV. sc. 2. Act V. sc. 1.

CONRADE, follower of Don John.
Appears, Act I. sc. 3. Act III. sc. 3. Act IV. sc. 2. Act V. sc. 1.

Dogberry, a city officer.
Appears, Act III. sc. 3; sc. 5. Act IV. sc. 2. Act V. ro, 1.

VERGES, a city officer.
Appears Act III. sc. 3; sc. 5. Act IV. sc.2. Act V. sc. l.

A Sexton.
Appears, Act IV. sc. 2. Act V. sc. I,

A Friar.
Appears, Act IV. sc. I. Act V. sc. 4.

A Boy.
Appears, Act II. sc. 3.

HERo, daughter to Leonato.
Appears, Act I. sc. 1. Act II. sc. l. Act III. z. 1; x. 4.

Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 4.

BEATRICE, niece to Leonato.
Appears, Act I. sc. 1. Act II. sc. 1 : sc. 3.
Act III. sc. 1; sc. 4. Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 2; &c. 4.

Margaret, a gentlewoman attending on Hero.
Appears, Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 1; sc. 4. Act V. sc. 2.

URSCLA, a gentlewoman attending on Hero. Appears, Act II. 1. Act III. sc. 1; sc. Act V. sc. 2; 6.4

Messengers, Watch, and Attendants.

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SCENE I.-Street in Messina.

Leon. A kind overflow of kindness : There are no

faces truer than those that are so washed. How much Enter LEONATO, HERO, Beatrice, and others, with a Messenger.

better is it to weep at joy, than to joy at weeping ! Leon. I leam in this letter, that don Pedro of Arra- the wars, or no?

Beat. I pray you, is signior Montanto returned from Kui connes this night to Messina.

Mess. I know none of that name, lady; there was Vess. He is very near by this; he was not three

none such in the army of any sort. leartes off when I left him.

Leon. What is he that you ask for, niece ? Lem. How many gentlemen have you lost in this

Hero. My cousin means signior Benedick of Padua. acta in?

Mess. O, he's returned, and as pleasant as ever he was. Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name.

Beat. He set up his bills b here in Messina, and chalLeon. A victory is twice itself when the achiever lenged Cupid at the flight: and my uncle's fowl, read, trirns home full numbers. I find here, that don Pedro ing the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged hath testowed much honour on a voung Florentine, him at the bird-bolt. I pray you, how many hath he callei Claudio.

killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath Mess. Much deserved on his part, and equally re- he killed ? for,

deed, I promised to eat all of his treratered by don Pedro: He hath borne himself killing. lesund the promise of his age; doing, in the figure of a

Leon. Faith, niece, you tax signior Benedick too land, the feats of a lion: he hath, indeed, better bettered much; but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how.

Mess. He hath done good service, lady, in these wars. Leon. He hath an uncle here in Messina will be Beat. You had musty victual, and he hath bolp to very much glad of it.

eat it: he 's a very valiant trencherman, he hath an Bless. I have already delivered him letters, and there excellent stomach. aspars much joy in him; even so much that joy could

Mess. And a good soldier too, lady. tuot sbow itself modest enough without a badge of bit- Beat. And a good soldier to a lady :-But what is

he to a lord ? Leon. Did be break out into tears?

a Montanto. Beatrice thus nicknames Benedick, after a term Nee, In great measure.b

of the fencing-school. * Anny eart. The obvious meaning here is, of any condition; Set up his bills--stuck up a notice-a placard as we non Ar the most adels, * and nume of name " * la great warre-a'mundantly

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Mess. A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuffed“ Beat. I wonder that you will still be talking, sigt.iur with all honourable virtues.

Benedlick; nobody marks you. Beat. It is so, indeed: he is no less than a stuffed Bene. What, my dear lady Disdain! are you yet man : but for the stufling,–Well, we are all mortal. living?

Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece: there is Beat. Is it possible Disdain shouit die, while she a kind of merry war betwixt signior Benedick and her: hath such meet food to feed it as siguior Benedick! they never meet but there 's a skirmish of wit between Courtesy itself must convert to disdain if you come in thein.

her presence. Beat. Alas! he gets nothing by that. In our last Bene. Thien is courtesy a turncoat :-But it is certain conflict, four of his five witsb went halting off, and now I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I is the whole man governed with one: so that if he have would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard vit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a heart: for, truly, I love none. diflerence between himself and his horse; for it is all Beat. A dear happiness to women; they would else the wealth that he hath left, to be known a reasonable have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank

Who is his companion now? He hath every God, and my cold blood, I am of your humour for month a new sworn brother.

that; I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a Mess. Is it possible?

man swear he loves me. Beat. Very easily possible: he wears his faith a but Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind! as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the next so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate block.

scratched face. Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. Beat. Scratching could not make it


an 't were Beat. No: an he were, I would burn my study. such a face as yours were. Rut, I pray you, who is his companion? Is there no Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. young squarer' now, that will make a voyage with him Beat. A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of to the devil?

yours. Mess. He is most in the company of the right noble Bene. I would my horse had the speed of your Claudio.

tongue; and so good a continuer : But keep your way Beat. O Lord! he will hang upon him like a dis- o' God's name; I have done. ease: he is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the Beat. You always end with a jade's trick; I know taker runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio! you of old. if he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thou- D. Pedro. This is the sum of all: Leonato,-signior sand pound ere he be cured.

Claudio, and signior Benedick,-my dear friend Leo Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady.

nato hath invited you all. I tell him we shall stay here Beat. Do, good friend.

at the least a month; and he heartily prays some ocLeon. You 'll ne'er run mad, niece.

casion may detain us longer: I dare swear he is no Beat. No, not till a hot January.

hypocrite, but prays from his heart. Mess. Don Pedro is approached.

Leon. If you swear, my lord, you shall not be for

swom.—Let me bid you welcome, my lord : being ree Enter Don Pedro, attended by Balthazar and

conciled to the prince your brother, I owe you all duty, others, Don John, Claudio, and BENEDICK. D. John. I thank you : I am not of many words, D. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come to but I thank you. meet your trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid Leon. Please it your grace lead on? cost, and you encounter it.

D. Pedro. Your hand, Leonato; we will go together. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the like

(Excunt all but Bent. and Claud. ness of your grace; for trouble being gone, comfort Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of should remain; but when you depart from me sorrow signior Leonato? abides, and happiness takes his leave.

Bene. I noted her not : but I looked on her.
D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. Claud. Is she not a modest young lady ?
I think this is your daughter.

Bene. Do you question me as an honest man sliould Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. do, for my simple true judgment; or would you have Bene. Were you in doubt that you asked her? me speak after my custom, as being a professed tyrant Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you &

to their sex ? child.

Claud. No, I pray thee, speak in sober judgment. D. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick: we may guess Bene. Why, i faith, methinks she is too low for a by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too little for fithers herself:-Be happy, lady! for you are like an a great praise : only this commendation I can afford honourable father.

her: that were she other than she is, she were unnandBene. If signior Leonato be her father, she would not some; and being no other but as she is, I do not like have his head on her shoulders for all Messina, as like her. him as she is.

Claud. Thou thinkest I am in sport; I pray thee,

tell me truly how thou likest her. a Stuffed-storer, furnished. 1 Fire wits. Shakspere here uses the term uits in the sense

Bene. Would you buy her, that you inquire after hier! of intellectual powers. Johnson says, “ The uits seem to have

Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel ? been rechoned five, by analogy to the five senses, or the five Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak you ialets of ideas." Bear it for a difference—for a distinction-as in heraldry.

this with a sad brow? or do you play the flouting Jack « His faith-his belief generally; here, his confidence in a

to tell us Cupid is a good hare-finder, and Vulcan a

rare carpenter?" Come, in what key shall a man take In your books. Jle who is in your books—or, as we some.

you, to go in the song ?b sy, your good books-is he whom you think well of whom you trust. It appears tolerably obvious, then, that the a Benedick is laughing at Claudio for his love of Hero, phrase has a commercial orizin ; and that, as he who has ob- which indeed he still scarcely credits. He asks him—“Speal iained credit, lys upon trust, is in his creditor's book, so he yo this with a sad brow ? —..are you serious in your passion? who has obtained in any way the confidence of another is said or are you tlouting or mocking us, -as though you were to say to be in his books.

that Cupid, the blind yod, has the keene st sight to spy a hare, and " Squarer-quarr. ller. To guere is to dispute-to confront

that Vulcan, the smith, is a rare carpeater i hostilely.

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Claud. In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever D. Pedro. Well, as time shall try : I laked on.

“In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke." Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and I see no Bene. The savage bull may; but if ever this sensitie such matter : there's her cousin, an she were not pos- Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and set them sessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the in my forehead : and let me be vilely painted; and in first of May doth the last of December. But I hope you such great letters as they write, “ Here is goud house to Lave no intent to turn husband; have you?

hire," let them signify under my sign,—“ Here you Cloud. I would scarce trust myself, though I had may see Benedick the married man." sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife.

Claud. If this should ever happen thou wouldst be Bene. Is 't come to this, i' faith? Hath not the horn-mad. vold one man but he will wear his cap with suspicion? D. Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again? Go quiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. "e, i' faith: an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a Bene. I look for an earthquake too then. yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays. Louk, D. Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the hours. da Pedro is returned to seek you.

In the mean time, good signior Benedick, repair to

Leonato's; commend me to him, and tell him I will Re-enter Don Pedro.

not fail him at supper; fur, indeed, he hath made great D. Pedro. What secret hath held you here, that you preparation. Sllowed not to Leonato's ?

Bene. I have almost matter enough in me for such Bere. I would your grace would constrain me to tell. an embassate; and so I commit youD. l'edro. I charge thee on thy allegiance.

Claud. To the tuition of God : From my house, (if Beat. You hear, count Claudio : I can be secret as I had it)a dub man, I would have you think so; but on my D. Pedro. The sixth of July: Your loving friend, aeriance, --mark you this, on my allegiance :-He is Benedick. ii lore. With who?-now that is your grace's part.- Bene. Nay, mock not, mock not : The body of your lark, how short his answer is :-With Hero, Leonato's discourse is sometime gựarded a with fragments, and the uit daughter

guards are but slightly basted on neither : ere you flout Cleud. If this were so, so were it uttered.

old ends any further, examine your conscience; and Beu. Like the old tale, my lord : " it is not so, nor so I leave you.

[Exit BENE. 't was not so; but, indeed, God forbid it should be so. Claud. My liege, your higliness now may do me Chud. If my passion change not shortly, God forbid

good. istuuld be otherwise.

D. Pedro. My love is thine to teach ; teach it but D. Pedro. Ainen, if you love her ; for the lady is

how, Tory well worthy.

And thou shalt see how apt it is to leam Claud. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord, Any hard lesson that may do thee good. D. Pedro. By my truth, I speak my thought.

Claud. Hath Leonato any son, my lord ? Claud. And in faith, my lord, I spoke mine.

D. Pedro. No child but Hero, she's his only heir : Bene. And by my two faiths and troths, my lord, I Dost thou aflect her, Claudio ? sche mine.


O my lord, Cloud. That I love her, I feel.

When you went onward on this ended action, D. Pedro. That she is wortiiy, I know.

I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, Bent. That I neither feel how she should be loved, That lik d, but had a rougher task in hand ncr know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that Than to drive liking to the name of love : fre carinot melt out of me; I will die in it at the But now i am return'd, and that war-thoughts wake.

Have left their places vacant, in their rooms D. Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the Come thronging soft and delicate desires, liep te of beauty.

All prompting me how fair young Hero is,
Claud. And never could maintain his part but in the Saying, I lik'd her ere I went to wars.
Izce of bis will.

D. Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently,
Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her; And tire the hearer with a book of words:
that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble if thou dust love fair llero, cherish it;
1.2ks: tut that I will have a recheat winded in my And I will break with her; (and with her father
seduead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick, And thou shalt have her:] Was 't not to this ena
all women shall pardon me : Because I will not do | That thou begann'st to twist sv fine a story?
len te rring to mistrust any, I will do myself the Claud. How sweetly do you minister to love,

ght to trust none; and the tine e is, (for the which I That know love's grief by his complexion ! may go the finer,) I will live a bachelor.

Ent lest my liking might too sudden seem, D. Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with I would have salv'd it with a longer treatise.

D. Pedro. What need the bridge much broader than Bewe. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my

the flood ? Tz; lut with love: prove that ever I lose more blood The fairest grant is the necessity : sto love than I will get again with drinking, pick out Look, what will serve is fit: 't is once, thou lovest ; lune eses with a ballad-maker's pen, and hang me up And 1 will fit thee with the remedy. * the door of a brothel-house, for the sign of blind I know we shall have revelling to-night;

I will assume thy part in some disguise, D. Pedro. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith | And tell fair Hero I am Claudio; i u wilt prove a notable argument.

And in her bosom I 'll unclasp my heart, Bere. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat, and And take her hearing prisoner with the force 1. ut at me; and be that hits me let him be clapped on And strong encounter of my amorous tale : ze stwuider and called Adam.d

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And, the conclusion is, she shall be thine:

this, till you may do it without controlment. You hare In practice let us put it presently.

[Exeunt. of late stood out against your brother, and he hath ta en

you newly into his grace; where it is impossible you SCENE II.- A Room in Leonato's House. should take root, but by the fair weather that you make

yourself: it is needful that you frame the season for Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO.

your own harvest. Leon. How now, brotner ? Where is my cousin, your D. John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a son? Hath he provided this music ?

rose in his grace; and it better fits my blood to be disAnt. He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can dained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from tell you news that you yet dreamt not of.

any: in this, though I cannot be said to be a flattering Leon. Are they good ?

honest man, it must not be denied that I am a plainAnt. As the event stamps them; but they have a good dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle, and en. cover ; they show well outward. The prince and count franchised with a clog; therefore I have decreed not to Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached alley in my sing in my cage: If I had my mouth I would bite; it orchard, were thus overheard by a man of mine: The I had my liberty I would do my liking : in the mean prince discovered to Claudio that he loved my niece, time, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me. your daughter, and meant to acknowledge it this night Con. Can you make no use of your

discontent? in a dance; and, if he found her accordant, he meant to D. John. I make all use of it, for I use it only. Who take the present time by the top, and instantly break comes here? What news, Borachio? with you of it.

Enter BORACHIO. Lcon. Hath the fellow any wit that told you this?

Ant. A good sharp fellow; I will send for him, and Bora. I came yonder from a great supper; the prince, question him yourself.

your brother, is royally entertained by Leonato ; and I Leon. No, no; we will hold it as a dream, till it can give you intelligence of an intended marriage. appear itself :—but I will acquaint my daughter withal, D. John. Will it serve for any model to build misthat she may be the better prepared for an answer, if chief on? What is he for a fool that betroths himseli peradventure this be true. Ĝo you, and tell her of it. to unquietness ? (Several persons cross the stage.] Cousins, you know Bora. Marry, it is your brother's right hand. what you have to do.-0, I cry you mercy, friend : go D. John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio ? you with me, and I will use your skill :-Good cousin, Bora. Even he. have a care this busy time.

[Excunt. D. John. A proper squire! And who, and who?

which way looks he? SCENE III.- Another Room in Leonato's IIouse. Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir of

Enter Don John and CONRADE.

D. John. A very forward March-chick! How came Con. What the good year, my lord ! why are you you to this ? thus out of measure sad?

Bora. Being entertained for a perfumer, as I was D. John. There is no measure in the occasion that smoking a musty room, comes me the prince and breeds, therefore the sadness is without limit.

Claudio, hand in hand, in sad b conference: I whipt kes Con. You should hear reason.

hind the arras; and there heard it agreed upon, that the D. John. And when I have heard it, what blessing prince should woo Hero for himself, and having obtained bringeth it?

her give her to count Claudio. Con. If not a present remedy, yet a patient sufferance. D. John. Come, come, let us thither ; this may prove

D. John. I wonder that thou, being (as thou say'st food to my displeasure : that young start-up hath all thou art) born under Saturn, goest about to apply a the glory of my overthrow; if I can cross him any way moral melicine to a mortifying mischief. I cannot hide I bless myself every way : You are both sure, and will what I am: I must be sad when I have cause, and assist me? smile at no man's jests; eat when I have stomach, and Con. To the death, my lord. wait for no man's leisure ; sleep when I am drowsy, and D. John. Let us to the great supper: their cheer is tend on no man's business ; laugh when I am merry, the greater that I am subdued : 'Would the cook were and claw no man in his humour.

of my mind !-Shall we go prove what 's to be done ? Con. Yea, but you must not make the full show of Bora. We 'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt.



SCENE I.-A Hall in Leonato's House.

money enough in his purse, such a man would win Enter Leonato, AntONIO, Hero, BEATRICE, and any woman in the world,—if he could get her goods

, others.

Leon. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a Leon. Was not count John here at


husband if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. Ant. I saw him not.

Ant. In faith, she's too curst. Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks! I never Beat. Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen can see him but I am heartburned an hour after.

God's sending that way: for it is said, “ God sends a Hero. He is of a very melancholy disposition. curst cow short horns;" but to a cow too curst he sends

Beat. He were an excellent man that were made none. just in the mid-way between him and Benedick; the Lcon. So, by being too curst God will send you no one is too like an image, and says nothing; and the horns. other too like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling. Beat. Just, if he send me no husband; for the which

Leon. Then half signior Benedick's tongue in count blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and John's mouth, and half count John's melancholy in evening : Lord! I could not endure a husband with a signior Benedick's face,

beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woollen. Beal. With a good lez, and a good foot, uncle, and * Canker the dog rose.


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Lena. You may light upon a husband that hath no Bene. Well, I would you did like me. beard.

Marg. So would not I, for your own sake, for I hare Bect. What should I do with him? dress him in my many ill qualities. dyrarel, and make him my waiting-gentlewoman? He Bene. Which is one tuat irath a beard is more than a youth; and he that Mlarg. I say my prayers aloud. kaath no beard is less than a man : and he that is more Bene. I love you the better; the hearers may cry, thean a youth is not for me; and he that is less than a Amen. iran I am not for him : Therefore I will even take six- Marg. God match me with a good dancer! price in earnest of the bearward, and lead his apes into Balth. Amen. hell.

Marg. And God keep him out of my sight when the Leon. Well, then, go you into bell?

dance is done !- Answer, clerk. Beat. No; but to the gate; and there will the devil Balth. No more words; the clerk is answered. meet me, like an old cuckold, with homs on his head, Urs. I know you well enough; you are signior An

“Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to tonio. heaven; here 's no place for you maids :” so deliver Ant. At a word, I am not. I up my apes, and away to saint Peter : for the Urs. I know you by the waggling of your head. beavens, he shows me where the bachelors sit, and there Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him. live we as merry as the day long.

Urs. You could never do bim so ill-well, unless you Art. Well, niece, [to Hero] I trust you will be were the very man : Here is his dry hand up and down; ruled by your father.

you are he, you are he. Beat. Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make Ant. At a word, I am not. cutesy, and say, “ As it please you :”—but yet for all Urs. Come, come; do you think I do not know you thel, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? Go another courtesy, and say, “ Father, as it please me." to, mum, you are he : graces will appear, and there is Lem. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted

an end. with a bushand.

Beat. Will you not tell me who told you so ? Beat. Not till God make men of some other metal Bene. No, you shall pardon me. than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be over- Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are? Thistered with a piece of valiant dust ? to make ac- Bene. Not now. count of her life to a clod of wayward marl? No, Beat. That I was disdainful,--and that I had my uncle, I 11 none: Adam's sons are my brethren; and good wit out of the Hundred merry Tales ; — Well, truly I hold it a sin to match in my kindred.

this was signior Benedick that said so. Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you : if the Bene. What is he? prince do solicit you in that kind, you know your Beat. I am sure you know him well enough.

Bene. Not I, believe me. Beat. The fault will be in the music, cousin, if you Beat. Did he never make

you laugh? be not waved in good time: if the prince be too im. Bene. I pray you, what is he? portanto tell him there is measure in everything, and so Beat. Why, he is the prince's jester : a very dull dance out the answer. For hear me, Hero; Wooing, fool; only his gift is in devising impossible slanders: wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig, a measure, none but libertines delight in him; and the commendaani a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty, like a tion is not in his wit but in his villainy; for he both Scotch jig, and full as fantastical; the wedding, man- pleaseth men and angers them, and then they laugh at nely-modes:, as a measure full of state and ancientry; him and beat him: I am sure he is in the fleet; I would and then comes repentance, and, with his bad legs, falls he had boarded* me. into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into Bene. When I know the gentleman, I 'll tell him

what you say Leon. Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly. Beat. Do, do: he 'll but break a comparison or two

Beat. I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church on me; which, perarlventure, not marked, or not laughed by daylight.

at, strikes him into melancholy; and then there's a Leon. The revellers are entering, brother; make partridge' wing saved, for the fool will eat no supper that good room.

night. (Music within.] We must follow the leaders.

Bene. In every good thing. Enter Don PEDRO, Claudio, BENEDICK, BALTHAZAR;

Beat. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them Dox Joux, BORACHIO, MARGARET, Ursula, and

at the next turning. [Dance. Then exeunt all others, masked.

but Don John, Bora., and Clav.). D. Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your friend? D. John. Sure, my brother is amorous on Hero, and

Hero. So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and say hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it:, I am yours for the walk; and, especially, when The ladies follow her, and but one visor remains.

Bora. And that is Claudio : I know him by his D. Pedro. With me in your company?

bearing. Hero. I may say so when I please.

D. John. Are not you signior Benedick? D. Pedro. And when please you to say so ?

Claud. You know me well; I am he. Hro. When I like your favour; for God defendo D. John. Signior, you are very near my brotner in the lute should be like the case !

his love: he is enamoured on Hero; I pray you dis. D. Pedro. My risor is Philemon's roof; within the suade him from her, she is no equal for his birth : you house is Jove.

may do the part of an honest man in it. Hero. Wby, then your visor should be thatch'd. Claud. How know you he loves her ? D. Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love.

D. John. I heard him swear his affection.

[Takes her aside. Bora. So did I too; and he swore he would marry Ispartant-importunate.

her to-night. The technical meaning of measure, a particular sort of dance, D. John. Come, let us to the banquet. played apon. Beatrice's own description of that dance,

(Exeunt Don John and Bor. * fed of state and ancientry," is the most characteristic account are of it

Claud. Thus answer 1 in name of Benedick, Dafad-forlid.

a Boardeil-accostede

his grave.

I walk away.

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