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Mess. Don Pedro is approach'd.

Enter Don Pedro, attended by BALTHAZAR and others; Don John, CLAUDIO, and EENEDICK.

D. Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your trouble : the fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounier it.

Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace :

for trouble being goue, comfort should remain; but, when yon depart from me, sorrow abides, and happiness takes his leave.

D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too will: ingly. I think, this is your daughter.

Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Dene. Were you in doubt, Sir, that you ask'd her?

Leon. Signior Benedick, no, for then were you 'a child.

D. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick: we may guess by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady fathers herself : Be happy, Lady! for you are like an honourable father.

Bene. If Sigpior Leonato. be her father, she would not have his head on her shoulders, for all Messina, as like him as she is.

Beat. . I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior Benedick; no body marks you.

Bene. What, my dear Lady Disdain ! are your yet living?

Beat. Is it possible, disdain should die, while she hath such meet food to feed it, as Signior Benedick & Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come in her presence.

Bene. Then is courtesy a turn - coat: is certain, I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I could find in my heart

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Beat. A dear happiness to women; they would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God, and my cold blood, I am of your homour for that; I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he ļoves me.

bene. God keep your Ladyslip still in that mind! so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate scratched face.

Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, an 'iwere such a face as yours were.

Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot - teacher.

Beat. A bird of my tongue, is better than a beast of yours.

Bene. I would, my horse had the speed of your tongne; and so good a continuer: But keep your tay o'God's name; I have done.

Beat. You always end with a Jade's trick; I know you of old.

D. Pedro. This is the sum of all: Leonato, Signior Claudio, and Signior Benedick, friend Leonato, hath invited you all. I tell him, we shall stay here at the least a month; and he 'heartily prays, some occasion may detain us long.

I dare swear he is . no hypocrite, but prays from his heart.

Leon. If you swear, my Lord, yon shall not be forsworn. me bid you welcome, my Lord: being reconciled to the Prince your brother, I owe you all duty. D. John.

I am not of many m'ords, but I thank you.

Leon. Plcase it your Grace lead on?

D. Pedro. Your hand, Leonato; we will go to: gether. [Lxeunt all but BENEDICK and CLAUDIO.

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Claud. Benedick, didst thou note, the daughter of Signior Leonato ?

Bene. I noted her not; but I looked on her.,' Claud. Is she not a modest young lady

Bene. Do you question me, as an honest man should do, for my simple true judgement ? or would you have me speak acer iny custom, as being a professed tyrant to their sex?

Claud. No, I pray thee, speak in sober judge.

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Bene. Why, i'faith, methinks she is too low for a high praise : too brown for a fair praise, and too little for a great praise : only this commendation I can afford her; that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being nd other but as she is, I do not like her,

Claud, Thon thinkest, I am in sport; I pray thee, tell me truly how thou likest her.

Bene. Would you buy, her, that you inquire after her?

Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel? Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak you this with a sad brow? or do you play the flouring Jack; to tell us Cupid is a good hare finder, and Vulcan a rare carpenter ? Come,

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to go in the song ?

Claud. In mine 'eye, she is the sweetest*lady that ever I looked on.

Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and I see no such matter : there's her cousin,

an she were not possessed 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 iuru husband; have you?

Claud. I wonid scarce trust myself, though I had sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife.

Bene. Is it come to this, i'faith? Hath not the world one man, but he will wear his cap with silspicion? Shall I never see a barchelor of three score again. Go to, i'faith; an thon wilt needs thrust thy neck into á yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays. Look, Don Pedro is returned to seek yoil.

Re-enter Don PEDRO. D. Pedra.


secret hath held you here, that you followed not to Leonato's ?

Bene. I would, your Grace would constrain me to tell.

D. Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance. Bene. You hear, Count Claudio: I can be secret

a drumb man, I would have yon think so; but on my allegiance, mark you this, on my allegiance: He is in love. With who? now that is your Grace's part. Mark, hos short his answer is : With Hero, Leonato's short daughter.

Claud. If this were so, so were it itter'd.

Bene. Like the old tale, my Lord : it is not so, nor 'twas not so;' but, indeed, God forbid it shonid be so.

Claud. If my passion change not shortly, God forbid it should be otherwise.

D. Pedro. Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very well worthy.

Claud. You speak this to fetch me in, my Lord.

D. Pedro. By my troth,. I speak my thought. Clàud. And, in faith, my Lord, I spoke mine.


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Bene. And, by my two faiths and troths, my Lord, I spoke mine.

Cland. That I love her, I feel.
D. Pedro. That she is worthy, I know.

Bene. That I neither feel how she should be loved, nor know how she should be worthy, is thè apinion that fire cannot melt out of me; I will die in it at the stake

D. Pedro. Thou vast ever an obstinate heretick in the despite of beauty.

Claud. And never could maintain his part, but in the force of his will.

Bere. That a woman conceived me, I thank her ; that she brought me up, I likewise give her

humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat winded in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick, all women shall pardon me; Because I will' not do them the wrong to mistrust any,

I will do myself the right to trust none; and the fine is, '(for the which I may go the finer) I will live a bachelor.

D. Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love,

Bere. With anger, with sickness, or with hun. ger, my Lord; not with love: prove, that' ever I lose more blood with love, than I will get again with drinking, pick ont my cyes with a Balladmaker's pen, and hang me up at the door of a brothel- house, for the sign of blivd Cupid.

D. Pedró.' Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, thou wilt prove a notable argument.

Bene. If I do, hang me in a lotile like a cat, and shoot. at me; and he that hits me, let him be clapped on the shoulder, and call'd Adam..

D. Pedro. Well, as time shall try:
In time the savage bull doch bear the yoke.,

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