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« Leon. So, by being too curst, God will send you " no horns.

Beai. Just, if he send me no husband ;” for the which blessing, I am at him upon my knees every morning and evening : Lord! I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face : I had rather lie in woollen,

31 Leon. You may light upon a husband, that hath no beard.

Beat. What should I do with him? dress him in my apparel, and make him my waiting-gentlewoman? He that hath a beard, is more than a youth ; and he that hath no beard, is less than a man : and he that is more than a youth, is not for me; and he that is less than a man, I am not for him : Therefore I will even take six-pence in earnest of the bear-herd, and lead his apes into hell.

Leon. Well, then, go you into hell?

Beat. No; but to the gate :, and there will the de. yil meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and say, Get you to heaven, Beatriçe, get you to heaven ; here's no place for you maids : so deliver I up my apes, and away to saint Peter for the heavens ; “ he shews me" where the bachelors sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long.

49 Ant. Well, niece, I trust, you will be rul'd by

[ To Hero. Beat. Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make a curtsy, and say, Father, as it please you :--but yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow,

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else make another curtsy, and say, Father, as it

se me.



Leon. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fited with a husband.

58 Beat. Not till God make men of some other metal

in earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be E 'er-master'd with a piece of valiant dust? to make 1 count of her life to a clod of wayward marle ? No,

'le, l'll none : Adam's sons are my brethren, and hly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred.

leon. Daughter, remember what I told you: if ile prince do solicit you in that kind, you know

67 Beat. The fault will be in the musick, cousin, if iu be not woo'd in good time : if the prince be too

ir ortant, tell him, there is measure in every thing, s1.'? So dance out the answer. For hear me, Hero, ? oing, wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig,

leasure, and a cinque-pace : the first suit is hot

hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as fantastical; wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure full of

e and ancientry; and then comes repentance, and, yok his bad legs, falls into the cinque-pace faster sush. faster, 'till he sink into his grave.

· eon. Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly.

eat. I have a good eye, uncle ; I can see a church lay-light.

81 * eon. The revellers are entring; brother, make gud room,


Enter Don PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BenedicK, BAL



Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your friend?

Hero. So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and say nothing, I am yours for the walk; and, especi, ally, when I walk away. Pedro. With me in your company

? Hero. I may say so, when I please. Pedro. And when please you to say so ?

Hero. When I like your favour; for God defend, the lute should be like the case !

Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within the house is Jove.

Hero. Why, then your visor should be thatch'd.
Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love.
Balth. Well, I would you did like me.

Marg. So would not I, for your own sake; for I have many ill qualities.

Balth. Which is one ?
Marg. I say my prayers aloud.
Balth. I love you the better ; the hearers may cry



Marg. God match me with a good dancer!
Balth. Amen.

Marg. And God keep him out of my sight when the dance is done!--Answer, clerk.


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Balth. No more words; the clerk is answer'd.

Urs. I know you well enough; you are Signior 66 Antonio.

66 Ant. At a 'word I am not.
Urs. I know you by the wagling of your head.
Ant. To tell you true I counterfeit him.
Urs. You could never do him so ill-well, unless

you were the very man : Here's his dry hand up " and down ; you are he, you are he.

Ant. At a word, I am not.
Urs. Come, come ; do you think, I do not know

you by your excellent wit ? Can virtue hide itself ? 6. Go to, mum, you are he: graces will


and " there's an end."

Beat. Will you not tell me who told you so?
Bene. No, you shall pardon me.
Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are
Bene. Not now.

Beat. That I was disdainful_and that I had my
good wit out of the Hundred merry Tales ;-Well,
this was signior Benedick that said so.
Bene. What's he?'

Beat. I am sure, you know him well enough.
Bene. Not I, believe me.
Beat, Did he never make you laugh?
Bene. I pray you, what is he?

Beat. Why, he is the prince's jester : a very dui' fool; only his gift is in devising impossible slanders: none but libertines delight in him; and the commendation is not in his wit, but in his villainy; for he


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both pleaseth men, and angers them, and then they laugh at him, and beat him : I am sure, he is in the fleet; I would he had boarded me.

141 Bene. When I know the gentleman, I'll tell him what you say.

Beat. Do, do: he'll but break a comparison or two on me; which, peradventure, not mark'd, or not ļaugh'd at, strikes him into melancholy; and then there's a partridge wing say'd, for the fool will eat no supper that night. We must follow the leaders.

[Music within Bene. In every good thing.

Beat. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them at the next turning.

151 Manent John, BORACHIO, and CLAUDIO. John. Sure, my brother is amorous on Hero, and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it : The ladies follow her, and but one visor re. mains.

Bora. And that is Claudio : I know him by his . bearing.

Fokn. Are you not signior Benedick?
Claud. You know me well; I am he.

159 John. Signior, you are very near my brother in his love: he is enamour'd on Hero ; I pray you, dissuade him from her, she is no equal for his birth : you may do the part of an honest man in it.

Claud. How know you he loves her?
John. I heard him swear his affection.

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