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· Dogb. Gifts, that God gives.

Leon. I must leave you.

Dogb. One word, sir : our watch have, indeed, comprehended two aspicious persons; and we would have them this morning examin'd before your word ship. · Leon. Take their examination yourself, and bring it me; I am now in great haste, as may appear unta you,

Dogb. It shall be suffigance.

Leon. Drink some wine ere you go : fare you well,


! Enter a Messenger. Mess. My lord, they stay for you to give your daughter to her husband. Leon, I will wait upon them; I am ready."

[Exit LEONATO. Dogb. Go, good partner, go, get you to Francis Seacoal, bid him bring his pen and inkhorn to the jail; we are now to examination these men. .. Verg. And we must do it wisely.

Dogb. We will spare for. no wit, I warrant you ; here's that (touching his forehead) shall drive some of them to a non-com: only get the learned writer to set down our excommunication, and meet me at the jail.

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A Church. Enter Don Pedro, Don John., LEONATO,

Friar, CLAUDIO, Benedick, Hero, and BEA


Leon. Come, friar Francis, be brief; only to the plain form of marriage, and you shall recount their particular duties afterwards.

Friar. You come hither, my lord, to marry this lady?

Claud. No.
Leon. To be marry'd to her, friar; you come to

marry her.


Friar. Lady, you come hither to be marry'd to this count?

Hero. I do.

Friar. If either of you know any inward impediment why you should not be conjoined, I charge you, on your souls, to utter it.

Claud. Know you any, Hero?
Hero. None, my lord.
Friar. Know you any, count?
Leon. I dare make his answer, none.
Claud. O what men dare do! what men may do!

Men daily do! “ not knowing what they do !"

Bene. How now! Interjections ? “ Why, then some be of laughing, as, ha! ha! he !"




Claud. Stand theç by, friar :-Father, by your

leave ; Will you with free and unconstrained soul Give me this maid your daughter ?

Leon. As freely, son, as God did give her me, Claud. And what have I to give you back, whose

May counterpoise this rich and precious gift?

Pedro. Nothing, unless you render her again,
Claud. Sweet prince, you learn me noble thankful,

30 There, Leonato, take her back again ; “ Give not this rotten orange to your friend :" She's but the sign and semblance of her honour :Behold, how like a maid she blushes here : o, what authority and shew of truth Can cunning sin cover itself withal ! “ Comes not that blood, as modest evidence, « To witness simple virtue? Would you not swear, .! All you that see her, that she were a maid,

By these exterior shews ? But she is none :"
She knows the heat of a luxurious bed :
Her blush is guiltiness, not modesty.

Leon. What do you mean, my lord ?

Claud. Not to be marry'd, not knit my soul
To an approv'd wanton.

Leon. Dear my lord,
If you in your own proof,
Have vanquish'd the resistance of her youth,
And made defeat of her virginity,


Claud. “I know what you would say; if I have known her,

50 “ You'll say, she did embrace me as a husband, « And so extenuate the forehand sin :" No, Leonato, I never tempted her with word too large ; But, as a brother to his sister, shew'd Bashful sincerity and coinely love.

Hero. And seem'd I ever otherwise to you?

Claud. Out on thy seeming! I will write against it : You seem to me as Dian in her orb; As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown;

60 But you are more intemperate in your blood Than Venus; or those pamper d animals That

rage in savage sensuality. Hero. Is my lord well, that he doth speak so wide ? Leon. Sweet prince, why speak not you?

Pedro. What should I speak ? I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about To link my dear friend to a common stale. Leon. Are these things spoken, or do I but

dream ? John. Sir; they are spoken, and these things are true.

70 Bene. This looks not like a nuptial, Héro. True, o God!

Claud. Leonato, stánd I here? Is this the prince ? Is this the prince's brother ? Is this face Hero's? Are our eyes our own ? Leon. All this is 30; But what of this, my lord ?


That you

Claud. Let me but move one question to your

daughter ; And, by that fatherly and kindly power

have in her, bid licr answer truly. -79 Leon. I charge thee do so, as thou art my

child. Flero, O God defend me! how I am besetiWhat kind of catechizing call you

this? Claud. To make you answer truly to your name.

Mero. Is it not Hero? Who can blot that name
With any just reproach?

Claud. Marry, that can Hero ;
Hero itself can blot out Hero's virtue.
What man was he talk'd' with you yesternight
Out at your window, betwixt twelve and one ?
Now, if you are a maid, answer to this.

Ffero. I talk'd with no man at that hour, my lord.
Pedro. Why, then you are no maiden.”-

I am sorry, you must hear; Upon mine honour,
Myself, my brother, and this grieved count,
Did see her, hear her, at that hour last night,
Talk with a ruffian at her chamber window;
Who hath, indeed, most like a liberal villain,
Confess'd the vile encounters they have had
A thousand times in secret.

John. Fie, fie! they are
Not to be nani'd, my lord, not to be spoke of;
There is not chastity enough in language,
Without offence, to utter them: Thus, pretty lady,
I am sorry for thy much misgovernment,



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