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Dog。 I leave an arrant knave with your worship； which I beseech your
worship to correct yourself； for the example of others。 God keep your
worship！ I wish your worship well。 God restore you to health！ I humbly
give you leave to depart； and if a merry meeting may be wish'd； God
prohibit it！ Come； neighbour。 ＇Exeunt ＇Dogberry and Verges。＇
Leon。 Until to…morrow morning； lords； farewell。
Ant。 Farewell； my lords。 We look for you to…morrow。
Pedro。 We will not fall。
Claud。 To…night I'll mourn with Hero。 ＇Exeunt Don Pedro and
Claudio。＇
Leon。 ＇to the Watch＇ Bring you these fellows on。We'll talk with
Margaret； How her acquaintance grew with this lewd fellow。 ＇Exeunt。＇
Scene II。 Leonato's orchard。
＇Enter Benedick and Margaret ＇meeting。＇
Bene。 Pray thee； sweet Mistress Margaret； deserve well at my hands by
helping me to the speech of Beatrice。
Marg。 Will you then write me a sonnet in praise of my beauty？
Bene。 In so high a style； Margaret； that no man living shall come over
it； for in most comely truth thou deservest it。
Marg。 To have no man come over me？ Why； shall I always keep below
stairs？
Bene。 Thy wit is as quick as the greyhound's mouthit catches。
Marg。 And yours as blunt as the fencer's foils； which hit but hurt not。
Bene。 A most manly wit； Margaret： it will not hurt a woman。 And so I
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pray thee call Beatrice。 I give thee the bucklers。
Marg。 Give us the swords； we have bucklers of our own。
Bene。 If you use them； Margaret； you must put in the pikes with a vice；
and they are dangerous weapons for maids。
Marg。 Well； I will call Beatrice to you； who I think hath legs。
Bene。 And therefore will come。 ＇Exit Margaret。＇ ＇Sings＇ The god of
love； That sits above And knows me； and knows me； How pitiful I
deserve I mean in singing； but in loving Leander the good swimmer；
Troilus the first employer of panders； and a whole book full of these
quondam carpet…mongers； whose names yet run smoothly in the even road
of a blank versewhy； they were never so truly turn'd over and over as my
poor self in love。 Marry； I cannot show it in rhyme。 I have tried。 I can find
out no rhyme to 'lady' but 'baby' an innocent rhyme； for 'scorn；' 'horn'a
hard rhyme； for 'school'； 'fool'a babbling rhyme： very ominous endings！
No； I was not born under a rhyming planet； nor cannot woo in festival
terms。 ＇Enter Beatrice。＇ Sweet Beatrice； wouldst thou come when I call'd
thee？
Beat。 Yea； signior； and depart when you bid me。
Bene。 O； stay but till then！
Beat。 'Then' is spoken。 Fare you well now。 And yet； ere I go； let me go
with that I came for； which is； with knowing what hath pass'd between you
and Claudio。
Bene。 Only foul words； and thereupon I will kiss thee。
Beat。 Foul words is but foul wind； and foul wind is but foul breath； and
foul breath is noisome。 Therefore I will depart unkiss'd。 Bene。 Thou hast
frighted the word out of his right sense； so forcible is thy wit。 But I must
tell thee plainly； Claudio undergoes my challenge； and either I must
shortly hear from him or I will subscribe him a coward。 And I pray thee
now tell me； for which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with
me？
Beat。 For them all together； which maintain'd so politic a state of evil
that they will not admit any good part to intermingle with them。 But for
which of my good parts did you first suffer love for me？
Bene。 Suffer love！a good epithet。 I do suffer love indeed； for I love
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thee against my will。
Beat。 In spite of your heart； I think。 Alas； poor heart！ If you spite it for
my sake； I will spite it for yours； for I will never love that which my friend
hates。
Bene。 Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably。
Beat。 It appears not in this confession。 There's not one wise man
among twenty； that will praise himself。
Bene。 An old； an old instance； Beatrice； that liv'd in the time of good
neighbours。 If a man do not erect in this age his own tomb ere he dies； he
shall live no longer in monument than the bell rings and the widow weeps。
Beat。 And how long is that； think you？
Bene。 Question： why； an hour in clamour and a quarter in rheum。
Therefore is it most expedient for the wise； if Don Worm （his conscience）
find no impediment to the contrary； to be the trumpet of his own virtues； as
I am to myself。 So much for praising myself； who； I myself will bear
witness； is praiseworthy。 And now tell me； how doth your cousin？
Beat。 Very ill。
Bene。 And how do you？
Beat。 Very ill too。
Bene。 Serve God； love me； and mend。 There will I leave you too； for
here comes one in haste。 ＇Enter Ursula。＇
Urs。 Madam； you must come to your uncle。 Yonder's old coil at home。
It is proved my Lady Hero hath been falsely accus'd； the Prince and
Claudio mightily abus'd； and Don John is the author of all； who is fled and
gone。 Will you come presently？
Beat。 Will you go hear this news； signior？
Bene。 I will live in thy heart； die in thy lap； and be buried thy eyes； and
moreover； I will go with thee to thy uncle's。 ＇Exeunt。＇
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SCENE III。 A churchyard。
＇Enter Claudio； Don Pedro； and three or four with tapers； followed by
Musicians。＇
Claud。 Is this the monument of Leonato？
Lord。 It is； my lord。
Claud。 ＇reads from a scroll＇ Epitaph。 Done to death by slanderous
tongues Was the Hero that here lies。 Death； in guerdon of her wrongs；
Gives her fame which never dies。 So the life that died with shame Lives in
death with glorious fame。 Hang thou there upon the tomb； ＇Hangs up the
scroll。＇ Praising her when I am dumb。 Now； music； sound； and sing your
solemn hymn。 Song。 Pardon； goddess of the night； Those that slew thy
virgin knight； For the which； with songs of woe； Round about her tomb
they go。 Midnight； assist our moan； Help us to sigh and groan Heavily；
heavily； Graves； yawn and yield your dead； Till death be uttered Heavily；
heavily。
Claud。 Now unto thy bones good night！ Yearly will I do this rite。
Pedro。 Good morrow； masters。 Put your torches out。 The wolves have
prey'd； and look； the gentle day； Before the wheels of Phoebus； round
about Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey。 Thanks to you all； and
leave us。 Fare you well。
Claud。 Good morrow； masters。 Each his several way。
Pedro。 Come； let us hence and put on other weeds； And then to
Leonato's we will go。
Claud。 And Hymen now with luckier issue speeds Than this for whom
we rend'red up this woe。 ＇Exeunt。＇
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SCENE IV The hall in Leonato's house。
＇Enter Leonato； Benedick； Beatrice； Margaret； Ursula； Antonio； Friar
＇Francis＇； Hero。＇
Friar。 Did I not tell you she was innocent？
Leon。 So are the Prince and Claudio； who accus'd her Upon the error
that you heard debated。 But Margaret was in some fault for this； Although
against her will； as it appears In the true course of all the question。
Ant。 Well； I am glad that all things sort so well。
Bene。 And so am I； being else by faith enforc'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。
＇Exeunt Ladies。＇ 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。
Ant。 Which I will do with confirm'd countenance。
Bene。 Friar； I must entreat your pains； I think。
Friar。 To do what； signior？
Bene。 To bind me； or undo meone 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。 '