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that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person?
Ang. Mylord, I must confess, I know this woman; Lucio. That's the way; for women are light atmid-
riage - Escal. Come on, mistress! [To Isabella.] here's a Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, gentlewoman denies all that you have said. Partly, for that her promised proportions
Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of;
slander Lord Angelo 2 they have confess'd, you did. Mari. Noble prince, Duke, 'Tis false. As there comes light from heaven, and words from | Escal. How! know you where you are? breath, Duke. Respect to your great place and let the devil As there is sense intruth, and truth in virtue,
Be sometime honour’d for his burning throne:—
To accuse this worthy man; but, in foul mouth,
Thou foolish friar; and thou pernicious woman, And then to glance from him to the duke himself;
That's seal’d in approbation?—You, lord Escalus, Duke. Be not so hot! the duke
I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly
Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than he
To find out this abuse, whence ’tis deriv'd 1– Dare rack his own; his subject am I not,
F. Peter. Would he were here, my lord; for he, in-Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble,
deed, Till it o'er-run the stew: laws for all faults;
Hath set the women on to this complaint: But faults so countenanc'd, that the strong statutes
Duke. Go, do it instantly!— [Exit Provost. Escal. Slander to the state! Away with him to prison!
Duke. I remember you, sir, by the sound of your Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly. — [Exit voice: I met you at the prison, in the absence of the Duke.) Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew duke.
Lucio. 0, did you so? And do you remember what Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum: honest in you said of the duke?
nothing, but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke Duke. Most notedly, sir.
most villainous speeches of the duke. Lucio, Do you so, sir? And was the duke a fleshEscal. We shall entreat you to abide here till he monger, a fool, and a coward, as you then reported come, and enforce them against him: we shall find him to be?
this friar a notable fellow. Duke. You must, sir, change persons with me, ere Lucio. As any in Vienna, on my word.
you inake that my report: you, indeed, spoke so of Escal. Call that same Isabel here once again! [To him ; and much more, much worse.
an Attendant..] I would speak with her. Pray you, Lucio. O thou damnable fellow ! Did not I pluck
my lord, give me leave to question; you shall see how thee by the nose, for thy speeches? I'll handle her.
Duke. I protest I love the duke, as I love myself. Lucio. Not better than he, by her own report. Ang. Hark! how the villain would close now, atter Escal. Say you? * his treasonable abuses. Lucio. Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her pri– Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talk’d withal:— Yately, she would sooner confess; perchance, pu- Away with him to prison' – Where is the provost?—
blicly she'll be ashamed. Away with him to prison; lay bolts enough upon him
Re-enter officers, with Isabella; the Duke in let him speak no more!–Away with those giglots too the Friar's habit, and Provost. and with the other confederate companion!
Escal. I will go darkly to work with her. [The Provost lays hands on the Duk
Duke. Stay, sir; stay a while !
so happy is your brother.
Isab. I do, my lord.
poe. For this new-married man, approaching here, whose saltimagination yet hath wrong'd Your well-defended honour, you must pardon for Mariana's sake: but as he adjudg'd your brother, (Being criminal in double violation of sacred chastity, and of promise-breach, thereon dependent, for your brother's life.) The very mercy of the law cries out Most audible, even from his proper tongue,
Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;
we docondemn thee to the very block,
Mari. O, my most gracious lord,
Duke. It is your husband mock'd you with a husband:
We do instate and widow you withal,
Go, fetch him hither; let me look upon him!
An Angelo for Claudio, death for death.
Essal. I am sorry, one so learned and so wise
Asyon, lord Angelo, have still appear'd,
Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but *Imay go
the trick. If you will hang me for it, you may, b
Proclaim it, provost, round about the city: -
Wherein have I so deserved of you,
in: he hath, indeed, better betf An you must expect of me to tell
incle here in Messina, will be very
Mess. I have already delivered him letters, and there appears much joy in him; even so much,that joy could not show itself modest enough without a badge of bitterness. Leon. Did he break out into tears? Mess. In great measure. Leon. A kind overflow of kindness! There are no faces truer than those that are so washed. How much better is it to weep at joy, than to joy at weeping! Beat. I pray you, is signior Montanto returned from the wars, or no? Mess. I know none of that name, lady; there was none such in the army of any sort. Leon. What is he that you ask for, niece? Hero. My cousin means signior Benedick of Padua. Mess. O,he is returned;and as pleasantas ever he was. Beat. He set up his bills here in Messina, and challenged Cupid at the flight: and my uncle's fool, reading the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged him at the bird-bolt.—I pray you, how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath he
killed 2 for, indeed, I promised to eat all of his killing.
Leon. Faith, niece, you tax signior Benedick too much; but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. Mess.He hath done good service, lady, in these wars. Beat. You had musty victual, and he hath holp to eat it: he is a very valiant trencher-man, he hath an excellent stomach. JMess. And a good soldier too, lady. Beat. And a good soldier to a lady. — But what is he to a lord? Mess. A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuffed with all honourable virtues. Beat. It is so indeed; he is no less than a stuffed man: but for the stuffing!—Well, we are all mortal. Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece : there is a kind of merry war betwixt signior Benedick and her: they never meet, but there is a skirmish of wit between them. Beat. Alas, he gets nothing by that. In our last conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and now is the whole man governed with one: so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horse; for it is all the wealth that he hath left, to be known a reasonable creature.—Who is his companion now? He hath every month a new sworn brother. Mess. Is it possible? Beat. Very easily possible: he wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat, it ever changes with the next block. Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. Beat. No : an he were, I would burn my study. But, I pray you, who is his companion? Is there no young squarer now, that will make a voyage with him to the devil? Mess. He is most in the company of the right noble Claudio. Beat. O Lord! he will hang upon him like a disease: he is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the taker runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio 1 if he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thousand pound, ere he be cured.
Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Do, good friend. Leon. You will never run mad, niece. Beat. No, not till a hot January. Mess Don Pedro is approached. Enter Don Pedro, attended by BALtnAzAR and others, Don John, Claudio, and BeNedick. D. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come to meet your trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your grace: for trouble being gone, comfort should remaiu; but, when you depart from me, sorrow abides, and happiness takes his leave. D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly.— I think, this is your daugther. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her? Leon. Signior Benedick,mo; for then were you a child. D. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick: we may guess by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady fathers herself: be happy, lady! for you are like an honourable father. Bene. If signior Leonato be her father, she would not have his head on her shoulders, for all Messina, as like him as she is. Heat. I wonder, that you will still be talking, signior Benedick; no body marks you. Bene.What,my dear lady Disdain!are you yet living? Beat. Is it possible, disdain should die, while she hath such meet food to feed it, as signior Benedick? Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come in her presence. Bene. Then is courtesy a turn-coat. — But it is certain, I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I would I could find in my heart, that I had not a hard heart; for truly, I love none. Beat. A dear happiness to women; they would else have been j'. a pernicious suitor. I thank God, and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that; I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me. Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so some gentleman or other shali 'scape a predestinate scratched face. Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such a face as your's were. Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. Beat. A bird of my tongue is better, than a beast of yours. Bene. I would, my horse had the speed of your
tongue; and so good a continuer. But keep your way .
o' God's name; I have done. Beat. You always end with a jade's trick; I know you of old. D. Pedro. This is the sum of all: Leonato, -signior Claudio, and signior Benedick,-my dear friend Leomato hath invited you all. I tell him, we shall stay here at the least a month; and he heartily prays, some occasion may detain us longer: I dare swear he is no hypocrite, but prays from his heart. Leon.If you swear,my lord, you shall not be forsworn; —Let me bid you welcome, my lord; being reconciled to the prince your brother, I owe you all duty. D. John. I thank you: I am not of many words, but I thank you. Leon. Please it your grace lead on ? D. Pedro. Your hand, Leonato we will go together. [Ereunt all but Benedick and Claudio: Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daugther of signior Leonato ? Bene. I noted her not; but I looked on her. Claud. Is she not a modestyoung lady?
Bene. Doyon question me, as an honest man should do, for my simple true judgment; or would you have me speak after my custom, as being a professed tyrant to their sex 2 Claud. No, I pray thee, speakin sober judgment. Bene.Why, i'faith, methinks she is too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too little for a great praise. Only this commendation I can afford her, that, were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her. Claud. Thou thinkest, I am in sport; I pray thee, tell metruly how thou likest her. Hene. Would you buy her, that you inquire after her? Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel? Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak you this with a sad brow? or do you play the flouting Jack, to tellus,Cupid is a good hare-finder,and Vulcan a rare carpenter? Come, in what key shalla man take you, to goin the song 2 Claud. In mine eye, she is the sweetest lady that ever Ilooked on. Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and I see no such matter. There's her cousin, an she were not pos– sessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty, as the first of May doth the last of December. But I hope, you have no intent to turn husband; have you? Claud.I would scarce trust myself, though I had sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife. Bene. Is it come to this, i'faith? Hath not the world one man, but he will wear his cap with suspiciou? Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again? Go to, i’faith; anthou wilt needs thrust thy neckinto a yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays. Look, Don Pedro is returned to seek you.
Ire-enter Don PEDao.
to trust none; and the fine is, (for the which I may go
followed not to Leonato's 2
Bene. I would, your grace would constrain me to tell
Bene. Nay, mock not, mock mot! The body of your
. discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, and the
guards are but slightly basted on neither: ere you flout
Bene. You hear, count Claudio: I can be secret as a old ends any further, examine your conscience; and so
| Exit Benedick. Claud. My liege, your highwess now may dome good. D. Pedro. My love is thine to teach; teach itbut how,
Mark,how short his answer is:—With Hero, Leonato's And thou shalt see, how apt it is to learn
Bene. Like the old tale, my lord: it is not so, nor
'twas not so; but, indeed, God forbid it should be so!! Dost thou affect her, Claudio? Claud. If my passion change not shortly, God for
bid it should be otherwise.
Any hard lesson that may do thee good.
When you went onward on this ended action,
D. Pedro. Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very|[look’d upon her with a soldier's eye,
Bene. And, by my two faiths and troths, mylord, spoke mine.
Claud. That I love her, I feel.
Bene.That I neither feel, how she should beloved, mor! And tire the hearer with a book of words: ow,how she should be worthy, is the opinion that fire. If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it;
cannot melt out of me; I will die in it at the stake.
And I will break with her, and with her father,
D. Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in And thou shalt have her. Was’t not to this end,
the despite of beauty.
Claud. And never could maintain his part, but in the
force of his will.
That thou began'st to twist so fine a story?
Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her; that] Butlest my liking might too sudden seem, she brought me up, I likewise give her mosthumble 1 would have salv’d it with a longer treatise.
women shall pardon me. Because I will not do them. The fairest grant is the necessity:
the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the right Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis one
D. Pedro. What need the bridge much broadcruhar