"night; and there she will sit in her smock, 'till "she have writ a sheet of paper: my daughter tells us all. : 580 " Claud. Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I re"member a pretty jest your daughter told us of. ́“ Leon, Oh,-When she had writ it, and was "reading it over, she found Benedick and Beatrice between the sheet ? Claud. That. "Leon. O, she tore the letter into a thousand halfpence; rail'd at herself, that she should be so immodest to write to one that she knew would flout her; I measure him, says she, by my own spirit; for, Ishould flout him, if he writ to me; yea, though I love him, I should 592 "Claud. Then down upon her knees she falls, "weeps, sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, ( curses ;-◊ sweet Benedick! God give me patience. "Leon. She doth indeed; my daughter says sa:" and the ecstacy hath so much overborne her, that my daughter is sometime afraid she will do desperate outrage to herself; "It is very true." Pedro, It were good, that Benedick knew of it by some other, if she will not discover it, 601 "Claud, To what end? He would but make a * sport of it, and torinent the poor lady worse. "Pedro. An he should, it were an alms to hang "him: She's an excellent sweet lady; and, out of "all suspicion, she is virtuous. * Claud. And she is exceeding wise. "Pedro. "Pedro. In every thing, but in loving Benedick. "Leon. O my lord, wisdom and blood combating "in so tender a body, we have ten proofs to one, "that blood hath the victory. I am sorry for her, as "I have just cause, being her uncle and her guardian. "Pedro. I would, she had bestowed this dotage on me; I would have daff'd all other respects, and "made her half myself:" I pray you tell Benedick of it, and hear what he will say. Leon. Were it good, think you? 618 "Claud. Hero thinks surely, she will die: for she "says, she will die if he love her not; and she will "die ere she make her love known; and she will die "if he woo her, rather than she will bate one breath "of her accustom'd crossness.' 623 Pedro. "She doth well: if she should make tender “ of her love,” 'tis very possible, he'll scorn it; for the man, as you know all, hath a contemptiblę spirit. "Claud. He is a very proper man. "Pedro. He hath, indeed, a good outward happi ❝ness. 1 "Claud. 'Fore God, and in my mind, very wise. "Pedro, He doth, indeed, shew some sparks that are like wit, "Leon. And I take him to be valiant. 633 "Pedro. As Hector, I assure you and in the "managing of quarrels you may say he is wise; for "either "either he avoids them with great discretion, or "undertakes them with a christian-like fear. "Leon. If he do fear God, he must necessarily "keep peace; if he break the peace, he ought to "enter into a quarrel with fear and trembling. "Pedro. And so will he do; for the man doth "fear God, howsoever it seems not in him, by some "large jests he will make. Well, I am sorry for ❝ your niece: Shall we go seek Benedick, and tell "him of her love?" 646 Claud. Never tell him, my lord; let her wear it out with good counsel. Leon. Nay, that's impossible; she may wear her heart out first. Pedro. Well, we will hear further of it by your daughter; let it cool the while. I love Benedick well; and I could wish he would modestly examine himself, to see how much he is unworthy to have so good a lady. 655 Leon. My lord, will you walk? dinner is ready. Claud. If he do not dote on her upon this, I will [Aside. never trust my expectation. Pedro. Let there be the same net spread for her, and that must your daughter and her gentlewoman carry. The sport will be, when they hold an opinion of one another's dotage, and no such matter; that's the scene that I would see, "which will be merely "a dumb show." Let us send her to call him to dinner. [Aside] [Exeunt. BENEDICK BENEDICK advances from the arbour. Bene. This can be no trick: The conference was sadly borne.-They have the Hero. They seem to pity the affections have the full bent. truth of this from lady; it seems, her Love me! why, it must be requited. I hear how I am censur'd: they say, I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive the love come from her; they say too, that she will rather die than give any sign of affection.-I did never think to marry :-I must not seem proud :-happy are they that hear their detractions, and can put them to mending. They say, the lady is fair; 'tis a truth, I can bear them witness and virtuous;-'tis so, I cannot reprove it: and wise-but for loving me :--By my troth it is no addition to her wit;-nor no great argument of her folly, for I will be horribly in love with her. I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have rail'd so long against marriage: But doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth, that he cannot endure in his age :-Shall quips, and sentences, and these paper bullets of the brain, awe a man from the career of his humour? No: the world must be peopled. When I said, I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were marry'd. Here comes Beatrice: By this day, she's a fair lady I do spy some marks of love in her. 691 Enter Enter BEATRICE. Beat. Against my will, I am sent to bid you come in to dinner. Bene. Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains. Beat. I took no more pains for those thanks, than you take pains to thank me; if it had been painful, I would not have come. : Bene. You take pleasure then in the message? 699 Beat. Yea, just as much as you may take upon a knife's point, and choak a daw withal :-You have no stomach, signior; fare you well. [Exit. Bene. Ha! Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner-there's a double meaning in that. I took no more pains for those thanks, than you take pains to thank me--that's as much as to say, Any pains that I take for you is as easy as thanks :-If I do not take pity of her, I am a villain; if I do not love her, I am a Jew. I will go get her picture. [Exit. 709 -ACT III. SCENE I. Continues in the Orchard. Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULA. Hero. GOOD Margaret, run thee into the parlour ; Whisper |