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Hero. Why, then your vifor fhould be thatch’d.
Pedro, Speak low, if you fpeak love.
Balth. Well; I would, you did like me. (5)

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

Balth. Which is one?

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Marg. I say my Prayers aloud.

Balth, I love you the better, the hearers may cry Amen. Marg. God match me with a good dancer! Balib. Amen. Marg. And God keep him out of my fight when the dance is done! Answer, Clerk.

Balth. No more words, the clerk is anfwer'd.

Urf. I know you well enough ; you are Signior Antonio.

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. Urf. Come, come, do you think, I do not know you by your excellent wit ? can virtue hide it felf? go to, mum, you are he; graces will appear, 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?
Bine. 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 jefter ; a very dull fool, only his gift is in devising impoffible flanders: none but libertines delight in him, and the commendation is not in his wit, but in his villany; for he 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,

Bene,

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