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A Room in Leonato's House.
URSULA, Friar, and Hero.
she was innocent ? Leon. So are the prince and Claudio, who ac
Ant. Well, I am glad that all things sort so well.
Bene. And so am I, being else by faith enforç'd To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it. Leon. Well
, daughter, and you gentlewomen all, Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves; And, when I send for you, come hither mask’d: The prince and Claudio promis'd by this hour To visit me :-You know your office, brother; You must be father to your brother's daughter, And give her to young Claudio. [Exeunt Ladies.
Ant. Which I will do with confirm'd counte
Bene. Friar, I must entreat your pains, I think. Friar. To do what, signior?
Bene. To bind me, or undo me, one of them.Signior Leonato, truth it is, good signior, Your niece regards me with an eye of favour. Leon. That eye my daughter lent her ; 'Tis most
true. Bene. And I do with an eye of love requite her. Leon. The sight whereof, I think, you had from
From Claudio, and the prince: But what's your
Leon. My heart is with your liking.
And my help.
brother's daughter ? Claud. I'll hold my mind were she an Ethiope. Leon. Call her. forth, brother, here's the friar ready.
[Exit ANTONIO. D. Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick: Why, what's
the matter, That you
have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness?
Claud. I think, he thinks upon the savage bull:Tush, fear not, man, we'll tip thy horns with gold, And all Europa shall rejoice at thee;
opa did at lusty Jove, When he would play the noble beast in love.
Bene. Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low: And some such strange bull leap'd your father's
cow, And got a calf in that same noble feat, Much like to you, for you have just his bleat.
Re-enter Antonio, with the Ladies masked. Claud. For this I owe you: here comes other
reckonings. Which is the lady I must seize upon ?
Ant. This same is she, and I do give you her. Claud. Why, then she's mine: Sweet, let me see Leon. No, that you shall not, till you take her
hand Before this friar, and swear to marry her.
Claud. Give me your hand before this holy friar; I am your husband, if you like of me. Hero. And when I lived, I was your other wife:
(Unmasking. And when you loved, you were my other husband.
Claud. Another Hero !
Nothing certainer :
D. Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead!
you largely of fair Hero's death : Mean time, let wonder seem familiar, And to the chapel let us presently.
Bene. Soft and fair, friar.- Which is Beatrice? Beat. I answer to that name; [Unmasking.
What is your will ? Bene. Do not you love me? Beat.
No, no more than reason, Bene. Why, then your uncle, and the prince,
and Claudio, Have been deceived; for they swore you did.
Beat. Do not you love me?
No, no more than reason. Beat. Why, then my cousin, Margaret, and
Ursula, Are much deceiv'd; for they did swear you did.
Bene. They swore that you were almost sick for Beat. They swore that you were well-nigh dead Bene. 'Tis no such matter :--Then, you do not
love me? Beat. No, truly, but in friendly recompense. Leon. Come, cousin, I am sure you love the
gentleman. Claud. And I'll be sworn upon't, that he loves
For here's a paper, written in his hand,
And here's another,
Bene. Å miracle ! here's our own hands against our hearts !--Come, I will have thee; but, by this light, I take thee for pity.
Beat. I would not deny you; but, by this good day, I yield upon great persuasion; and, partly, to save your life, for I was told you were in a consumption. Bene. Peace, I will stop your mouth.
[Kissing her. D. Pedro. How dost thou, Benedick the married
man? Bene. I'll tell thee what, prince; a college of wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my
humour : Dost thou think I care for a satire, or an epigram?
No: if a man will be beaten with brains, he shall wear nothing handsome about him : In brief, since I do propose to marry, I will think nothing to any purpose that the world can say against it; and therefore never flout at me for what I have said against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.
- For thy part, Claudio, I did think to have beaten thee; but in that thou art like to be my kinsman, live unbruised, and love
Claud. I had well hoped, thou wouldst have denied Beatrice, that I might have cudgelled thee out of thy single life, to make thee a double dealer ; which, out of question, thou wilt be, if my
cousin do not look exceeding narrowly to thee.
Bene. Come, come, we are friends :- let's have a dance ere we are married, that we may lighten our own hearts, and our wives' heels.
Leon. We'll have dancing afterwards.
sick. Prince, thou art sad; get thee a wife, get thee a wife; there is no staff more reverend than one tipped with horn.
Enter a Messenger. Mess. My lord, your brother John is ta’en in
flight, And brought with armed men back to Messina.
Bene. Think not on him till to-morrow, I'll devise thee brave punishments for him. -- Strike up, pipers.