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Is hie pardon'd; And, for your lovely sake, you a duke; good my lord, do not recompense asse
Give me your hand, and say you will be mine, in making me a cuckold.
He is my brother too : But fitter time for that. Duke. Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her.
By this, lord Angelo perceives he's safe,

Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal
Methinks, I see a quick'ning in his eye:-

Remit thy other forfeits :Take him to prison : Well, Angelo, your evil quits you well :

And see our pleasure herein executed. Look that you love your wife; her worth, worth Lucio. Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressings I find an apt remission in inyself : [yours.- death, whipping, and hanging: And yet here's one in place I cannot pardon :- Duke. Slandering a prince deserves it.You, sirrah, [to Lucio.) that knew me for a fool, a She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore.One all of luxury, an ass, a madman ; [coward, Joy to you, Mariana !-love her, Angelo ; Wherein have I so deserv'd of you,

I have confess'd her, and I know her virtue,That you extol me thus ?

Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much goodness. Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according to There's more behind, that is more gratulate. the trick: If you will hang me for it, you may, but I Thanks, provost, for thy care and secrecy; had rather it would please you, I might be whipp’d. We shall employ thee in a worthier place :

Duke. Whipp'd first, sir, and hang’d after,- Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home Proclaim it, provost, round about the city;

The head of Ragozine for Claudio's; If any woman's wrong'd by this lewd fellow, The offence pardons itself.- Dear Isabel, (As I have heard him swear himself, there's one I have a motion much imports your good; Whom he begot with child,) let her appear, Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline, And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish’d, What's mine is your's and what is yours is mine :Let him be whipp'd and hang'd.

So, bring us to our palace; where we'll shew Lucio. I beseech your highness, do not marry me What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know. to a whore! Your highness said even now, I made

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of this play, the light or comic part is very natural and pleas queạt one with Claudio, exhibit, along with the most engaging ing, but the grave scenes, if a few passages be excepted, have eminine diffidence and modesty, an extraordinary display of more labour than elegance. The plot is rather intricate than intellectual energy, of dexterous argument, and of indigoan artful. The time of the action is indefinite ; some time, we contempt. Her pleadings before the lord deputy, are directed know not how much, must have elapsed between the recess of with a strong appeal both to his understanding and his heart the duke and the imprisonment of Claudio; for he must have while her sagacity and address in the communication of the re learned the story of Mariana in his disguise, or be delegated salt of her appointinent with him to her brother, of whose weak. his power to a pan already known to be corrupted. The unities ness and irresolution she is justly apprehensive, are, if possible, of action and place are sufficiently preserved. - JOHNSON. still more skilfully marked, and add another to the multitude

There are very few readers whose admiration for Shakspeare of instances which have established for Shakspeare an unri. will not be outraged by reading the above harsh and lasteless valled intimacy with the finest feelings of our nature." Thert observations of Dr Johnson. It may perhaps allay their irri. is one beauty in this play which I do not remember to have seen cation to find that all critics are not equally cold to the various observed, though the vice of Claudio is one which the world merits of this beautiful play: -" of Measure for Measure," says is inclined to think too lightly of, and though there was offered Dr. Drake, "independent of the comic characters, which afford so easy and popular a way of exciting an interest for him in the a rich fund of entertainment, the great charm springs from the minds of the audience, by diminishing the heinousness of his lovely example of female excellence exhibited in the person of offence, and representing the transgressor rather as a martyr than Isabella. Piety, spotless purity, tenderness combined with a culprit; Shakspeare has in no instance breathed a syllable that firmness, and an eloquence the most persuasive, unite to render might seem to extenuate his guilt. Throughout the play, the her singularly interesting, and attractive. C'est un ange de lu- crime which is so much debated, is represented as an object of miere sous l'humble habit d'une novice. To save the life of her disgust, both in its own impurity and in the mean, the selfish, brother she hastens to quit the peaceful seclusion of her con and the loathsome baseness of its ministers. The very passages vent, and moves amid the votaries of corraption and hypocrisy, of a gross and indecent nature that oczur, only

serve to heighten said the sensual,

the vulgar, and the profligate, as a being of a the general, moral effect of the whole, and raise the reader's Higher order, as a ministering spirit from the throne of grace. admiration of the holy chastity of Isabel, by placing it in conHer first interview with Angelo, and the immediately sabse trast with the repulsive levity of the votaries of licentiousness.

This play was printed in quarto in the year 1600; and entered

at Stationers' Hall, August 23, of that year: and as it is not mentioned by Meres, in his list of our Author's works puo Lished in 1598, the date of its production is ascertained with

more than usual accuracy. Slr. Pope says that the plot was taken from the fifth book of

the Orlando Furioso.-Mr. Steevens conceives that not Ariosto bat Spenser afforded the subject of the play, and that it was taken from the Fairy Queen, b. 2. c. 4. But as both these

originals are most justly acknowledged to be remote, it has been suggested that the story might have been copied from the 18th history of the third volume of Belleforest. It never appears to have entered into the minds of the critics that Shakspeare might occasionally have dramatized a story of his own invention.-Much ado about Nothing, is reported in Mr. Vertue's MSS. to have passed formerly under the name of Benedick and Beatrice.

any sort.

wars.

much better is it to weep at joy, than to joy at PERSONS REPRESENTED.

weeping? Don Pedro, Prince of Arragon.

Beat. I pray you, is signior Montanto returned

from the wars, or no ? Don John, his bastard brother.

Mess. I know none of that name, lady; there was CLAUDIO, a young lord of Florence, favourite to Don Pedro.

none such in the

army

of

Leon. What is he that you ask for, niece ? BENEDICK, a young lord of Padua, favourite likewise

Hero. My cousin means signior Benedick of of Don Pedro.

Padua. LEONATO, gorernor of Messina.

Mess. O, he is returned, and as pleasant as ever ANTONIO, his brother.

he was. BALTHAZAR, servant to Don Pedro.

Beat. He set up his bills here in Messina, and BORACHIO, CONRADE, followers of Don John. DOGBERRY, VERGES, two foolish officers.

challenged Cupid at the flight: and my uncle's fool, Serton, A Friar, A Boy.

reading the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and

challenged him at the bird-bolt.-I pray you, how HERO, daughter to Leonato.

many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But BEATRICE, niece to Leonato.

how many hath he killed ? for, indced, I promised MARGARET, URSULA, gentlewomen attending on Hero. to eat all of his killing.

Leon. Faith, niece, you tax signior Benedick toc Messengers, Watch, and Attendants.

much;

but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. SCENE, MESSINA.

Mess. He hath done good service, lady, in these

Beat. You had musty victual, and he hath holp

to eat it: he is a very valiant trencher-man, he hath ACT I.

an excellent stomach.

Niess. And a good soldier too, lady.
SCENE I.- Before Leonato's House.

Beat. And a good soldier to a lady ;- -But what is

he to a lord ? Enter LEONATO, HERO, BEATRICE, and others, with a Messenger.

Mess. A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuffed

with all honourable virtues. Leon. I learn in this letter, that Don Pedro of Beat. It is so, indeed: he is no less than a stuffed Arragon comes this night to Messina.

man : but for the stuffing,- Well, we are all mortal. Mess. He is very near by this ; he was not three Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece: there leagues off when I left him.

is a kind of merry war betwixt signior Benedick and Lem. How many gentlemen have you lost in this her: they never meet, but there is a skirmish of wit action ?

between them. Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name. Beat. Alas, he gets nothing by that. In our last

Leon. A victory is twice itself, when the achiever conflict, four of his five wits went halting off, and brings home full numbers. I find here, that Don now is the old man governed with one : so that if he Pedro hath bestowed much honour on a young Flo- have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear rentine, called Claudio.

it for a difference between himself and his horse ; Mess. Much deserved on his part, and equally re- for it is all the wealth that he hath left, to be known membered by Don Pedro : He hath borne himself a reasonable creature.- Who is his companion now? beyond the promise of his age; doing, in the figure He hath every month a new sworn brother. of a lamb, the feats of a lion: he hath, indeed, Mess. Is it possible ? better bettered expectation, than you must expect of Beat. Very easily possible: he wears his faith but me to tell you how.

as the fashion of his hat, it ever changes with the Leon. He hath an uncle here in Messina will be next block. very much glad of it.

Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your Mess. I have already delivered him letters, and books. there appears much joy in him ; even so much, that Beat. No: an he were, I would burn my study. joy could not shew itself modest enough, without a But, I pray you, who is his companion ? Is there no badge of bitterness.

young squarer now, that will make a voyage with Leon. Did he break out into tears?

him to the devil ! Mess. In great measure.

Mess. He is most in the company of the right noble Leon. A kind overflow of kindness : There are Claudio. no faces truer than those that are so washed. How Beat. O Lord! he will bang upon him like a dis

ease : he is sooner caught than the pestilence : and D. John. I thank you : I am not of many words, the taker runs presently mad. God help the noble but I thank you. Claudio ! if he have caught the Benedick, it will Leon. Please it your grace lead on ? cost him a thousand pound ere he be cured.

D. Pedro. Your hand, Leonato ; we will go togeMess. I will hold friends with you, lady.

ther. (Exeunt all but Benedick and CLAUDIO Beat. Do, good friend.

Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of Leon. You will never run mad, niece.

signior Leonato ? Beat. No, not till a hot January.

Bene. I noted her not: but I looked on her. Mess. Don Pedro is approached.

Claud. Is she not a modest young lady?

Bene. Do you questiou me as an honest man Enter Don Pedro, attended by BALTHAZAR and

should do, for my simple true judgment; or would others, Don John, Claudio, and BENEDICK.

you have me speak after my custom, as being a pro D. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come fessed tyrant to their sex? to meet your trouble : the fashion of the world is to Claud. No, I pray thee, speak in sober judgment. avoid cost, and you encounter it.

Bene. Why, i'faith, mcthinks she is too low for a Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too likeness of your grace ; for trouble being gone, com- little for a great praise : only this commendation I fort should remain ; but when you depart from me, can afford her ; that were she other than she is, she sorrow abides, and happiness takes his leave. were unhandsome ; and being no other but as she is,

D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I do not like her. --I think, this is your daughter.

Claud. Thou thinkest I am in sport; I pray thee, Lem. Her mother hath many times told me so. tell me truly how thou likest her. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her! Bene. Would you buy her, that you inquire after

Leon. Signior Benedick, no ; for then were you a her? child.

Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel ? D. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick : we may Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak guess by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the you this with a sad brow? or do you play the flout. lady fathers herself :-Be happy, lady! for you are ing Jack ; to tell us Cupid is a good hare-finder, like an honourable father.

and Vulcan a rare carpenter ? Come, in what key Bene. If signior Leonato be her father, she would shall a man take you, to go in the song ? not have his head on her shoulders, for all Messina, Claud. In mine eye, she is the sweetest lady tha: as like him as she is.

ever I looked on. Beat. I wonder that you will still be talking, Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and I see signior Benedick; no body marks you.

no such matter : there's her cousin, an she were not Bene. What, my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in living ?

beauty, as the first of May doth the last of DecemBeat. Is it possible, disdain should die, while she ber. "But 1 hope, you have no intent to turn hushath such meet food to feed it, as signior Benedick ? band ; have you ? Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come Cland. I would scarce trust myself, though I had

sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife. Bene. Then is courtesy a turn-coat :- But it is Bene. Is it come to this, i'faith ? Hath not the certain, I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted : world one man, but he will wear his cap with suspiand I would I could find in my heart that I had not cion? Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score a hard heart : for, truly, I love none.

again ? Go to, i'faith : an thou wilt needs thrust thy Beat. A dear happiness to women ; they would neck into a yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away else have been troubled with a pernicious suilor. I Sundays. Look, Don Pedro is returned to seek you. thank God, and my cold blood, I am of your hu

Re-enter Don Pedro. mour for that ; I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me,

D. Pedro. What secret hath held you here, that Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind! you followed not to Leonato's ?

(tell. so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predesti- Bene. I would, your grace would constrain me to nate scratched face.

D. Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance. Beat. Scratching could not make it worse,

Bene. You hear, count Claudio : I can be secret 'twere such a face as yours were.

as a dumb man, I would have you think so ; but op Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. my allegiance,-mark you this, on my allegiance :-Beat. A bird of my tongue, is better than a beast He is in love. With who ?—now that is your grace's

part.--- Mark, how short his answer is : With Hero, Bene. I would, my horse had the speed of your

Leonato's short daughter. tongue ; and so good a continuer : But keep your

Claud. If this were so, so were it uttered. way o'God's name; I have done.

Bene. Like the old tale, my lord : " it is not so, Beat. You always end with a jade's trick; I nor 'twas not so: but, indeed, God forbid it should know you of old.

be so." D. Pedro. This is the sum of all :-Leonato, Claud. If my passion change not shortly, God forsignior Claudio, and signior Benedick,--my dear bid it should be otherwise. friend Leonato hath invited you all. I tell him, we D. Pedro. Amen, if you love her ; for the lady is shall stay here at the least a month ; and he heartily very well worthy. prays some occasion may detain us longer : I dare Claud. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord. swear he is no hypocrite, but prays from his heart. D. Pedro. By my troth, 1 speak my thought.

Leon. If you swear, my lord, you shall not be for- Claud. And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine. sworn. -- Let me bid you welcome, my lord : being Bene. And, by my two faiths and troths, my lord, reconciled to the prince your brother, I owe you all I spoke mine. duty.

Claud. That I love her, I feel.

in her pre-ence:

an

of yours.

D. Pedro. 'That she is worthy, I know.

But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts Bene. That I neither feel how she should be loved, Have left their places vacant, in their rooms gor know how she should be worthy, is the opinion Come thronging soft and delicate desires, that fire cannot melt out of me; I will die in it at All prompting me how fair young Hero is, the stake.

Saying, I lik'd her ere I went to wars. D. Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in D. Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently the despite of beauty.

And tire the hearer with a book of words: Claud. And never could maintain his part, but in If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it; the force of his will.

And I will break with her, and with her father, Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her ; And thou shal. have her: Was't not to this end, that she brought me up, I likewise give her most That thou began'st to twist so fine a story? humble thanks: but that I will have a recheat winded Claud. How sweetly do you minister to love, in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible That know love's grief by his complexion ! oaldrick, all women shall pardon me : Because I will But lest my liking might too sudden seem, not do them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do my. I would have salv'd it with a longer treatise. self the right to trust none ; and the fine is, (for the D. Pedro. What need the bridge much 'broader which I may go the finer,) I will live a bachelor. The fairest grant is the necessity : [than the flood !

D. Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis once, thou lov’st; with love.

And I will fit thee with the remedy. Bene. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, I know, we shall have revelling to night; my lord; not with love: prove, that ever. I lose I will assume thy part in some disguise, more blood with love, than I will get again with And tell fair Hero I am Claudio ; drinking, pick out mine eyes with a ballad maker's And in her bosom I'll unclasp niy heart, pen, and hang me up at the door of a brothel- house, and take her hearing prisoner with the force for the sign of blind Cupid.

And strong encounter of my amorous tale : D. Pedro. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this Then, after, to her father will I break; faith, thou wilt prove a notable argument.

And, the conclusion is, she shall be thine : Bene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat, and In practice let us put it presently. (Exeunt. shoot at me; and he that hits me, let him be clapped on the shoulder, and called Adam.

SCENE II.-A Room in Leonato's House. D. Pedro. Well, as time shall try :

Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO. In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.

Bene. The savage bull may; but if ever the sen- Leon. How now, brother ? Where is my cousin, sible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns, and your son ? Hath he provided this music! set them in my forehead : and let me be vilely paint- Ant. He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can ed ; and in such great letters as they write, Here is tell you strange news that you yet dreamed not of. goud horse to hire, let them signify under my sign,- Leon. Are they good ? Here you may see Benedick the married man.

Ant. As the event stamps them ; but they have a Claud. If this should ever happen, thou would'st good cover, they shew well outward. The prince be horn-mad.

and count Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached D. Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his alley in my orchard, were thus much overheard by a zuiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. man of mine : The prince discovered to Claudio, that

Bene. I look for an earthquake too then. he loved my niece your danghter, and meant to ac.

D. Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the knowledge it this night in a dance; and, if he found hours. In the mean time, good signior Benedick, her accordant, he meant to take the present time by repair to Leonato's; commend me to him, and tell the top, and instantly break with you of it. him, I will not fail him at supper; for, indeed, he Leon. Hath the fellow any wit, that told you this? hath made great preparation.

Ant. A good sharp fellow ; I will send for him, Bene. I have almost matter enough in me for such an 1 question him yourself. an embassage ; and so I commit you

Leon. No, no; we will hold it as a dream, till it Claud. To the tuition of God From my house, appear itself :- but I will acquaint my daughter (if I had it),

withal, that she may be the better prepared for an D. Pedro. The sixth of July: Your loving friend, answer, if peradventure this be true. Go you, and Benedick.

tell her of it. (Several persons cross the stage.) CouBene. Nay, mock not, mock not: The body of sins, you know what you have to do.-0, I cry you your discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, mercy, friend : you go with me, and I will use your and the guards are but slightly basted on neither : skill :-Good cousios, have a care this busy time. ere you fout old ends any further, examine your

(Eseunt. conscience ; and so I leave you. [Erit BENEDICK.

SCENE III.-Another Room in Leonato's House. Claud. My liege, your highness now may do me good.

(but how,

Enter Don John and CONRADE. D. Pedro. My love is thine to teach ; tuach it Con. What the goujere, my lord! why are you And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn

thus out of measure sad? Any hard lesson that may do thee good.

D. John. There is no measure in the occasion that Claud. Hath Leonato any son, my lord ?

breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. D. Pedro. No child but Hero, whe's his only heir: Con. You should hear reason. Dost thou affect her, Claudio ?

D. John. And when I have heard it, what blessing Cloud.

O my lord, bringeth it? 11 hen you went onward on this ended action,

Con. If not a present remedy, yet a patient sufferI look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, That lik d, but had a rougher task in hand

D. John. I wonder, that thou being (as thou say's: Ilan to drive liking to the name of love:

thou art) born under Saturn, goest about to apply a

ance.

moral medicine to a mortifying mischief. I cannot Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks! I never hide what I am : I must be sad when I have cause, can see him, but I am heart-burued an hour after. and sınile at no man's jests; eat when I have sto- Hero, He is of a very melancholy disposition. mach, and wait for no man's leisure ; sleep when I Beat. He were an excellent man, that were inade am drowsy, and tend to no man's business ; laugh just in the mid-way between him and Benedick ; the when I am merry, and claw no man in his humour. one is too like an image, and says nothing; and the

Con. Yea, but you must not make the full show of other, too like my lady's eldest son, evernore tattling this, till you may do it without controlment. You Leon. Then half signior Benedick's tongue in count have of late stood out against your brother, and he John's mouth, and half count John's melancholy in hath ta'en you newly into his grace ; where it is im- signior Benedick's face,possible you should take true root, but by the fair Beat. With a good leg, and a good foot, uncle, weather that you make yourself: it is needful that and money enough in his purse, such a man would you frame the season for your own harvest.

win any woman in the world,--if he could get her D. John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge, than good will. a rose in his grace ; and it better fits my blood to be Leon. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee disdain’d of all, than to fashion a carriage to rob a husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tougue. love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to Ant. In faith, she is too curst. be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied that Beat. Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with a God's sending that way: for it is said, God sends a muzzle, and eufranchised with a clog: therefore I curst cow short horns ; but to a cow too curst he sends have decreed not to sing in my cage : If I had my none. mouth, I would bite ; if I had my liberty, I would Leon. So, by being too curst, God will send you do my liking : in the mean time, let me be that I no horns. am, and seek not to alter me.

Beat. Just, if he send me no husband; for the Con. Can you make no use of your discontent? which blessing, I am at him upon my knees every D. John. I make all use of it, for I use it only morning and evening: Lord! I could not endure a Who comes here? What news, Borachio?

husband with a beard on his face: I had rather lie

in the woollen. Enter BORACHIO.

Leon. You may light upon a husband, that hath Bora. I came yonder from a great supper ; the no beard. prince, your brother, is royally entertained by Leo

Beat. What should I do with him ? dress him in nato ; and I can give you intelligence of an intended my apparel, and make him my waiting gentlewoman? marriage.

He that hath a beard, is more than a youth ; and he D. John. Will it serve for any model to build mis. that hath no beard, is less than a man: and he that chief on? What is he for a fool, that betroths him- is more than a youth, is not for me ; and he that is self to unquietness ?

less than a man, I am not for him : Therefore I will Bora. Marry, it is your brother's right hand.

even take sixpence in earnest of the bear-herd, and D. John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio ?

lead his apes into hell. Bora. Even he.

Leon. Well then, go you into hell ? D. John. A proper squire! And who, and who ?

Beut. No; but to the gate ; and there will the which way looks he?

devil meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir of head, and say, Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you Leonato.

to heaven; here's no place for you maids : so deliver I D. John. A very forward March-chick! How came up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the heavens ; you to this?

he shews me where the bachelors sit, and there live Bora. Being entertained for a perfumer, as I was

we as merry as the day is long. smoking a musty room, comes me the prince and

Ant. Well, niece, (to Hero.] I trust you will be Claudio, hand in hand, in sad conference: I whipt ruled by your father. me behind the arras; and there heard it agreed upon,

Beat. Yes, faith ; it is my cousin's duty to make that the prince should woo Hero for himself, and hav- courtesy, and say, Father, us it please you :-— but yet ing obtained her, give her to count Claudio.

for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, D. John. Come, come, let us thither ; this may or else make another courtesy, and say, Father, as it prove food to my displeasure : that young start-up please me. hath all the glory of my overthrow; if I can cross Leon. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day him any way, I bless myself every way : You are fitted with a husband. both sure, and will assist me?

Beat. Not till God make men of some other metal Con. To the death, my lord.

than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be D. John. Let us to the great supper : their cheer over-mastered with a piece of valiant dust ? to make is the greater, that I am subdued : 'Would the cook an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl ? were of my mind !-Shall we go prove what's to be No, uncle, I'll none . Adam's son: are my brethren; done ?

and truly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred. Bora. We'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt.

Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you : if the prince do solicit you in that kind, you know your

Beat. The fault will be in the music, cousin, if you ACT II.

be not woo'd in good time: if the prince be too inn

portant, tell him, there is measure in every thing, SCENE I.-A Hall in Leonato's Ilouse.

and so dance out the answer. For hear me, Hero ; Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, HERO, BEATRICE, Wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig, and others.

a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot Leon. Was not coint John here at supper? and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as fantastical Ant. I saw him not.

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