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But manhood is melted into courtesies ļ, valour into compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and trim ones too: he is now as valiant as Hercules, that only tells a lie, and swears it:-I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.

Bene. Tarry, good Beatrice: By this hand I love thee. Beat. Use it for

love some other


than swearing by it.

Bene. Think you in your soul the count Claudio hath wronged Hero?

Beat. Yea, as sure as I have a thought, or a soul.

Bene. Enough, I am engaged, I will challenge him; I will kiss your hand, and so leave you : By this hand, Claudio shall render me a dear account: As hear of me, so think of me. Go, comfort your cousin : I must say, she is dead; and so, farewell.




A Prison.
Enter DOGBERRY, VERGES, and Sexton, in gowns ;

and the Watch, with CONRADE and BORACHIO.
Dogb. Is our whole dissembly appeared ?
Verg. 0, a stool and cushion for the sexton!
Sexton. Which be the malefactors ?
Dogb. Marry, that am I and my partner.

Verg. Nay, that's certain ; we have the exhibition to examine.

Sexton. But which are the offenders that are to

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be examined ? let them come before master constable.

Dogb. Yea, marry, let them come before me. What is your name, friend?

Bora. Borachio.

Dogb. Pray write down- Borachio. Yours, sirrah?

Con. I am a gentleman, sir, and my name is Conrade.

Dogb. Write down-master gentleman Conrade. - Masters, do you serve God ? Con. Bora. Yea, sir, we hope.

Dogb. Write down that they hope they serve God: - and write God first; for God defend but God should go before such villains ! - Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves; and it will go near to be thought so shortly. How answer you for yourselves ?

Con. Marry, sir, we say we are none.

Dogb. A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you;. but I will go about with him.

hither, sirrah; a word in your ear, sir ; I say to you, it is thought you are false knaves.

Bora. Sir, I say to you, we are none.

Dogb. Well, stand aside. -- 'Fore God, they are both in a tale: Have you writ down that they are none?

Sexton. Master constable, you go not the way to examine; you must call forth the watch that are their accusers.

Dogb. Yea, marry, that's the eftest way: Let the watch come forth : Masters, I charge you, in the prince's name, accuse these men.

1 Watch. This man said, sir, that Don John, the prince's brother, was a villain.

Dogb. Write down — prince John a villain :

Come you


Why this is flat perjury, to call a prince's brother - villain.

Bora. Master constable,

Dogb. Pray thee fellow, peace; I do not like thy look, I promise thee. Sexton. What heard


else? 2 Watch. Marry, that he had received a thousand ducats of Don John, for accusing the lady Hero wrongfully.

Dogb. Flat burglary, as ever was committed.
Verg. Yea, by the mass, that it is.
Sexton. What else, fellow ?

1 Watch. And that count Claudio did mean, upon his words, to disgrace Hero before the whole assembly, and not marry her.

Dogb. O villain ! thou wilt be condemned into everlasting redemption for this.

Sexton. What else ? 2 Watch. This is all.

Sexton. And this is more, masters, than you can deny. Prince John is this morning secretly stolen away ; Hero was in this manner accused, in this very manner refused, and upon the grief of this, suddenly died. — Master constable, let these men be bound, and brought to Leonato's; I will go

before, and show him their examination. (Exit.

Dogb. Come, let them be opinioned.
Verg. Let them be in band 3.
Con. Off, coxcomb !

Dogb. God's my life! where's the sexton ? let him write down the prince's officer, coxcomb. — Come, bind them : - Thou naughty varlet !

Con. Away! you are an ass, you are an ass. Dogb. Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost

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thou not suspect my years ? - O that he were here to write me down — an ass ! - but, masters, remember, that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass: — No, thou villain, thou art full of piety, as shall be proved upon thee by good witness. I am a wise fellow; and, which is more, an officer; and, which is more, a householder: and, which is more, as pretty a piece of flesh as any is in Messina ; and one that knows the law, go to; and a rich fellow enough, go to; and a fellow that hath had losses; and one that hath two gowns, and every thing handsome about him: Bring him away. O that I had been writ down


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SCENE I. - Before LEONATO's House.

Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO. Ant. If you go on thus, you will kill yourself ; And 'tis not wisdom, thus to second grief Against yourself. Leon. I

thee, cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless As water in a sieve: give not me counsel; Nor let no comforter delight mine ear, But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine. Bring me a father that so lov'd his child, Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like mine, And bid him speak of patience;, Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine, And let it answer every strain for strain; As thus for thus, and such a grief for such, In every lineament, branch, shape, and form:


If such a one will smile, and stroke his beard;
Cry sorrow, wag ! and hem, when he should

Patch grief with proverbs ; make misfortune drunk
With candle wasters; bring him yet to me,
And I of him will gather patience.
But there is no such man: For, brother, men
Can counsel, and speak comfort to that grief
Which they themselves not feel; but, tasting it,
Their counsel turns to passion, which before
Would give preceptial medicine to rage,
Fetter strong madness in a silken thread,
Charm ach with air, and agony with words :
No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience
To those that wring under the load of sorrow;
But no man's virtue, nor sufficiency,
To be so moral, when he shall endure
The like himself: therefore give me no counsel :
My griefs cry louder than advertisement 4.
Ant. Therein do men from children nothing

differ. Leon. I pray thee, peace;

I will be flesh and blood; For there was never yet philosopher, That could endure the tooth-ach patiently; However they have writ the style of gods, And made a pish at chance and sufferance.

Ant. Yet bend not all the harm upon yourself; Make those, that do offend you, suffer too.

Leon. There thou speak’st reason: nay, I will My soul doth tell me, Hero is belied ; And that shall Claudio know, so shall the prince, And all of them, that thus dishonour her.

do so;

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