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Hero. And when I lived, I was your other wife:
[Unmasking. And when you loved, you were my other husband.
Claud Another Hero!
D. Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead!
Friar. All this amazement can I qualify;
Bene. Soft and fair, friar. — Which is Beatrice ?
your will ?
Why, 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?
Troth, no, no more than reason. Beat. Why, then my cousin, Margaret, and Ursula, Are much deceived; for they did swear you did.
Bene. They swore that you were almost sick for me.
Claud. And I'll be sworn upon't, that he loves her;
And here's another,
Bene. A 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 humor. 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 my cousin.
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.
Bene. First, o'my word: therefore, play, music-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.
THESEUS, Duke of Athens.
HIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, betrothed to Theseus.
OBERON, King of the Fairies.
| Characters in the Interlude performed by WALL,
the Clowns. MOONSHINE,
Other Fairies attending their King and Queen.
Theseus and Hippolyta.
Athens, and a Wood not far from it.