Speeches (Lines) for Don Pedro in "Much Ado About Nothing"

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1 I / 1
  • Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your
    trouble: the fashion of the...
  • Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your
    trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid
    cost, and you encounter it.
  • Messenger. Don Pedro is approached.

    Don Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your
    trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid
    cost, and you encounter it.

2 I / 1
  • You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this
    is your daughter.
  • You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this
    is your daughter.
  • Leonato. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of
    your grace: for trouble being gone, comfort should
    remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides
    and happiness takes his leave.

    Don Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this
    is your daughter.

3 I / 1
  • You have it full, Benedick: we may guess by this
    what you are, being a man....
  • 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.
  • Leonato. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child.

    Don 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.

4 I / 1
  • That is the sum of all, Leonato. Signior Claudio
    and Signior Benedick, my de...
  • That is the sum of all, Leonato. Signior Claudio
    and Signior Benedick, my dear friend Leonato 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.
  • Beatrice. You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old.

    Don Pedro. That is the sum of all, Leonato. Signior Claudio
    and Signior Benedick, my dear friend Leonato 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.

5 I / 1
  • Your hand, Leonato; we will go together.
  • Your hand, Leonato; we will go together.
  • Leonato. Please it your grace lead on?

    Don Pedro. Your hand, Leonato; we will go together.

6 I / 1
  • What secret hath held you here, that you followed
    not to Leonato's?
  • What secret hath held you here, that you followed
    not to Leonato's?
  • Benedick. Is't come to this? In faith, hath not the world
    one man but he will wear his cap with suspicion?
    Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again?
    Go to, i' faith; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck
    into a yoke, wear the print of it and sigh away
    Sundays. Look Don Pedro is returned to seek you.

    Don Pedro. What secret hath held you here, that you followed
    not to Leonato's?

7 I / 1
  • I charge thee on thy allegiance.
  • I charge thee on thy allegiance.
  • Benedick. I would your grace would constrain me to tell.

    Don Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance.

8 I / 1
  • Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very well worthy.
  • Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very well worthy.
  • Claudio. If my passion change not shortly, God forbid it
    should be otherwise.

    Don Pedro. Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very well worthy.

9 I / 1
  • By my troth, I speak my thought.
  • By my troth, I speak my thought.
  • Claudio. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord.

    Don Pedro. By my troth, I speak my thought.

10 I / 1
  • That she is worthy, I know.
  • That she is worthy, I know.
  • Claudio. That I love her, I feel.

    Don Pedro. That she is worthy, I know.

11 I / 1
  • Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite
    of beauty.
  • Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite
    of beauty.
  • Benedick. That I neither feel how she should be loved nor
    know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that
    fire cannot melt out of me: I will die in it at the stake.

    Don Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite
    of beauty.

12 I / 1
  • I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love.
  • I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love.
  • Benedick. That a woman conceived me, I thank her; that she
    brought me up, I likewise give her most humble
    thanks: but that I will have a recheat winded in my
    forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick,
    all women shall pardon me. Because I will not do
    them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the
    right to trust none; and the fine is, for the which
    I may go the finer, I will live a bachelor.

    Don Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love.

13 I / 1
  • Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, thou
    wilt prove a notable argu...
  • Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, thou
    wilt prove a notable argument.
  • Benedick. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my lord,
    not with love: prove that ever I lose more blood
    with love than I will get again with drinking, pick
    out mine eyes with a ballad-maker's pen and hang me
    up at the door of a brothel-house for the sign of
    blind Cupid.

    Don Pedro. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, thou
    wilt prove a notable argument.

14 I / 1
  • Well, as time shall try: 'In time the savage bull
    doth bear the yoke.'
  • Well, as time shall try: 'In time the savage bull
    doth bear the yoke.'
  • Benedick. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat and shoot
    at me; and he that hits me, let him be clapped on
    the shoulder, and called Adam.

    Don Pedro. Well, as time shall try: 'In time the savage bull
    doth bear the yoke.'

15 I / 1
  • Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in
    Venice, thou wilt quake for t...
  • Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in
    Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly.
  • Claudio. If this should ever happen, thou wouldst be horn-mad.

    Don Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in
    Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly.

16 I / 1
  • Well, you temporize with the hours. In the
    meantime, good Signior Benedick,...
  • Well, you temporize with the hours. In the
    meantime, good Signior Benedick, repair to
    Leonato's: commend me to him and tell him I will
    not fail him at supper; for indeed he hath made
    great preparation.
  • Benedick. I look for an earthquake too, then.

    Don Pedro. Well, you temporize with the hours. In the
    meantime, good Signior Benedick, repair to
    Leonato's: commend me to him and tell him I will
    not fail him at supper; for indeed he hath made
    great preparation.

17 I / 1
  • The sixth of July: Your loving friend, Benedick.
  • The sixth of July: Your loving friend, Benedick.
  • Claudio. To the tuition of God: From my house, if I had it,--

    Don Pedro. The sixth of July: Your loving friend, Benedick.

18 I / 1
  • My love is thine to teach: teach it but how,
    And thou shalt see how apt it i...
  • My love is thine to teach: teach it but how,
    And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn
    Any hard lesson that may do thee good.
  • Claudio. My liege, your highness now may do me good.

    Don Pedro. My love is thine to teach: teach it but how,
    And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn
    Any hard lesson that may do thee good.

19 I / 1
  • No child but Hero; she's his only heir.
    Dost thou affect her, Claudio?
  • No child but Hero; she's his only heir.
    Dost thou affect her, Claudio?
  • Claudio. Hath Leonato any son, my lord?

    Don Pedro. No child but Hero; she's his only heir.
    Dost thou affect her, Claudio?

20 I / 1
  • Thou wilt be like a lover presently
    And tire the hearer with a book of words...
  • Thou wilt be like a lover presently
    And tire the hearer with a book of words.
    If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it,
    And I will break with her and with her father,
    And thou shalt have her. Was't not to this end
    That thou began'st to twist so fine a story?
  • Claudio. O, my lord,
    When you went onward on this ended action,
    I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye,
    That liked, but had a rougher task in hand
    Than to drive liking to the name of love:
    But now I am return'd and that war-thoughts
    Have left their places vacant, in their rooms
    Come thronging soft and delicate desires,
    All prompting me how fair young Hero is,
    Saying, I liked her ere I went to wars.

    Don Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently
    And tire the hearer with a book of words.
    If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it,
    And I will break with her and with her father,
    And thou shalt have her. Was't not to this end
    That thou began'st to twist so fine a story?

21 I / 1
  • What need the bridge much broader than the flood?
    The fairest grant is the n...
  • What need the bridge much broader than the flood?
    The fairest grant is the necessity.
    Look, what will serve is fit: 'tis once, thou lovest,
    And I will fit thee with the remedy.
    I know we shall have revelling to-night:
    I will assume thy part in some disguise
    And tell fair Hero I am Claudio,
    And in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart
    And take her hearing prisoner with the force
    And strong encounter of my amorous tale:
    Then after to her father will I break;
    And the conclusion is, she shall be thine.
    In practise let us put it presently.
  • Claudio. How sweetly you do minister to love,
    That know love's grief by his complexion!
    But lest my liking might too sudden seem,
    I would have salved it with a longer treatise.

    Don Pedro. What need the bridge much broader than the flood?
    The fairest grant is the necessity.
    Look, what will serve is fit: 'tis once, thou lovest,
    And I will fit thee with the remedy.
    I know we shall have revelling to-night:
    I will assume thy part in some disguise
    And tell fair Hero I am Claudio,
    And in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart
    And take her hearing prisoner with the force
    And strong encounter of my amorous tale:
    Then after to her father will I break;
    And the conclusion is, she shall be thine.
    In practise let us put it presently.

22 II / 1
  • Lady, will you walk about with your friend?
  • Lady, will you walk about with your friend?
  • Leonato. The revellers are entering, brother: make good room.
    [All put on their masks]
    [Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHASAR,]
    DON JOHN, BORACHIO, MARGARET, URSULA and others, masked]

    Don Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your friend?

23 II / 1
  • With me in your company?
  • With me in your company?
  • Hero. So you walk softly and look sweetly and say nothing,
    I am yours for the walk; and especially when I walk away.

    Don Pedro. With me in your company?

24 II / 1
  • And when please you to say so?
  • And when please you to say so?
  • Hero. I may say so, when I please.

    Don Pedro. And when please you to say so?

25 II / 1
  • My visor is Philemon's roof; within the house is Jove.
  • My visor is Philemon's roof; within the house is Jove.
  • Hero. When I like your favour; for God defend the lute
    should be like the case!

    Don Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within the house is Jove.

26 II / 1
  • Speak low, if you speak love.
  • Speak low, if you speak love.
  • Hero. Why, then, your visor should be thatched.

    Don Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love.

27 II / 1
  • Now, signior, where's the count? did you see him?
  • Now, signior, where's the count? did you see him?
  • Benedick. Alas, poor hurt fowl! now will he creep into sedges.
    But that my Lady Beatrice should know me, and not
    know me! The prince's fool! Ha? It may be I go
    under that title because I am merry. Yea, but so I
    am apt to do myself wrong; I am not so reputed: it
    is the base, though bitter, disposition of Beatrice
    that puts the world into her person and so gives me
    out. Well, I'll be revenged as I may.

    Don Pedro. Now, signior, where's the count? did you see him?

28 II / 1
  • To be whipped! What's his fault?
  • To be whipped! What's his fault?
  • Benedick. Troth, my lord, I have played the part of Lady Fame.
    I found him here as melancholy as a lodge in a
    warren: I told him, and I think I told him true,
    that your grace had got the good will of this young
    lady; and I offered him my company to a willow-tree,
    either to make him a garland, as being forsaken, or
    to bind him up a rod, as being worthy to be whipped.

    Don Pedro. To be whipped! What's his fault?

29 II / 1
  • Wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The
    transgression is in the stealer....
  • Wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The
    transgression is in the stealer.
  • Benedick. The flat transgression of a schoolboy, who, being
    overjoyed with finding a birds' nest, shows it his
    companion, and he steals it.

    Don Pedro. Wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The
    transgression is in the stealer.

30 II / 1
  • I will but teach them to sing, and restore them to
    the owner.
  • I will but teach them to sing, and restore them to
    the owner.
  • Benedick. Yet it had not been amiss the rod had been made,
    and the garland too; for the garland he might have
    worn himself, and the rod he might have bestowed on
    you, who, as I take it, have stolen his birds' nest.

    Don Pedro. I will but teach them to sing, and restore them to
    the owner.

31 II / 1
  • The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you: the
    gentleman that danced with her...
  • The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you: the
    gentleman that danced with her told her she is much
    wronged by you.
  • Benedick. If their singing answer your saying, by my faith,
    you say honestly.

    Don Pedro. The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you: the
    gentleman that danced with her told her she is much
    wronged by you.

32 II / 1
  • Look, here she comes.
  • Look, here she comes.
  • Benedick. O, she misused me past the endurance of a block!
    an oak but with one green leaf on it would have
    answered her; my very visor began to assume life and
    scold with her. She told me, not thinking I had been
    myself, that I was the prince's jester, that I was
    duller than a great thaw; huddling jest upon jest
    with such impossible conveyance upon me that I stood
    like a man at a mark, with a whole army shooting at
    me. She speaks poniards, and every word stabs:
    if her breath were as terrible as her terminations,
    there were no living near her; she would infect to
    the north star. I would not marry her, though she
    were endowed with all that Adam bad left him before
    he transgressed: she would have made Hercules have
    turned spit, yea, and have cleft his club to make
    the fire too. Come, talk not of her: you shall find
    her the infernal Ate in good apparel. I would to God
    some scholar would conjure her; for certainly, while
    she is here, a man may live as quiet in hell as in a
    sanctuary; and people sin upon purpose, because they
    would go thither; so, indeed, all disquiet, horror
    and perturbation follows her.

    Don Pedro. Look, here she comes.

33 II / 1
  • None, but to desire your good company.
  • None, but to desire your good company.
  • Benedick. Will your grace command me any service to the
    world's end? I will go on the slightest errand now
    to the Antipodes that you can devise to send me on;
    I will fetch you a tooth-picker now from the
    furthest inch of Asia, bring you the length of
    Prester John's foot, fetch you a hair off the great
    Cham's beard, do you any embassage to the Pigmies,
    rather than hold three words' conference with this
    harpy. You have no employment for me?

    Don Pedro. None, but to desire your good company.

34 II / 1
  • Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of
    Signior Benedick.
  • Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of
    Signior Benedick.
  • Benedick. O God, sir, here's a dish I love not: I cannot
    endure my Lady Tongue.

    Don Pedro. Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of
    Signior Benedick.

35 II / 1
  • You have put him down, lady, you have put him down.
  • You have put him down, lady, you have put him down.
  • Beatrice. Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave
    him use for it, a double heart for his single one:
    marry, once before he won it of me with false dice,
    therefore your grace may well say I have lost it.

    Don Pedro. You have put him down, lady, you have put him down.

36 II / 1
  • Why, how now, count! wherefore are you sad?
  • Why, how now, count! wherefore are you sad?
  • Beatrice. So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I
    should prove the mother of fools. I have brought
    Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek.

    Don Pedro. Why, how now, count! wherefore are you sad?

37 II / 1
  • How then? sick?
  • How then? sick?
  • Claudio. Not sad, my lord.

    Don Pedro. How then? sick?

38 II / 1
  • I' faith, lady, I think your blazon to be true;
    though, I'll be sworn, if he...
  • I' faith, lady, I think your blazon to be true;
    though, I'll be sworn, if he be so, his conceit is
    false. Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy name, and
    fair Hero is won: I have broke with her father,
    and his good will obtained: name the day of
    marriage, and God give thee joy!
  • Beatrice. The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry, nor
    well; but civil count, civil as an orange, and
    something of that jealous complexion.

    Don Pedro. I' faith, lady, I think your blazon to be true;
    though, I'll be sworn, if he be so, his conceit is
    false. Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy name, and
    fair Hero is won: I have broke with her father,
    and his good will obtained: name the day of
    marriage, and God give thee joy!

39 II / 1
  • In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.
  • In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.
  • Beatrice. Speak, cousin; or, if you cannot, stop his mouth
    with a kiss, and let not him speak neither.

    Don Pedro. In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.

40 II / 1
  • Lady Beatrice, I will get you one.
  • Lady Beatrice, I will get you one.
  • Beatrice. Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to the
    world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a
    corner and cry heigh-ho for a husband!

    Don Pedro. Lady Beatrice, I will get you one.

41 II / 1
  • Will you have me, lady?
  • Will you have me, lady?
  • Beatrice. I would rather have one of your father's getting.
    Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you? Your
    father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them.

    Don Pedro. Will you have me, lady?

42 II / 1
  • Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
    becomes you; for, out of...
  • Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
    becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in
    a merry hour.
  • Beatrice. No, my lord, unless I might have another for
    working-days: your grace is too costly to wear
    every day. But, I beseech your grace, pardon me: I
    was born to speak all mirth and no matter.

    Don Pedro. Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
    becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in
    a merry hour.

43 II / 1
  • By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady.
  • By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady.
  • Beatrice. I cry you mercy, uncle. By your grace's pardon.

    Don Pedro. By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady.

44 II / 1
  • She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband.
  • She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband.
  • Leonato. There's little of the melancholy element in her, my
    lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps, and
    not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say,
    she hath often dreamed of unhappiness and waked
    herself with laughing.

    Don Pedro. She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband.

45 II / 1
  • She were an excellent wife for Benedict.
  • She were an excellent wife for Benedict.
  • Leonato. O, by no means: she mocks all her wooers out of suit.

    Don Pedro. She were an excellent wife for Benedict.

46 II / 1
  • County Claudio, when mean you to go to church?
  • County Claudio, when mean you to go to church?
  • Leonato. O Lord, my lord, if they were but a week married,
    they would talk themselves mad.

    Don Pedro. County Claudio, when mean you to go to church?

47 II / 1
  • Come, you shake the head at so long a breathing:
    but, I warrant thee, Claudi...
  • Come, you shake the head at so long a breathing:
    but, I warrant thee, Claudio, the time shall not go
    dully by us. I will in the interim undertake one of
    Hercules' labours; which is, to bring Signior
    Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of
    affection the one with the other. I would fain have
    it a match, and I doubt not but to fashion it, if
    you three will but minister such assistance as I
    shall give you direction.
  • Leonato. Not till Monday, my dear son, which is hence a just
    seven-night; and a time too brief, too, to have all
    things answer my mind.

    Don Pedro. Come, you shake the head at so long a breathing:
    but, I warrant thee, Claudio, the time shall not go
    dully by us. I will in the interim undertake one of
    Hercules' labours; which is, to bring Signior
    Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of
    affection the one with the other. I would fain have
    it a match, and I doubt not but to fashion it, if
    you three will but minister such assistance as I
    shall give you direction.

48 II / 1
  • And you too, gentle Hero?
  • And you too, gentle Hero?
  • Claudio. And I, my lord.

    Don Pedro. And you too, gentle Hero?

49 II / 1
  • And Benedick is not the unhopefullest husband that
    I know. Thus far can I pr...
  • And Benedick is not the unhopefullest husband that
    I know. Thus far can I praise him; he is of a noble
    strain, of approved valour and confirmed honesty. I
    will teach you how to humour your cousin, that she
    shall fall in love with Benedick; and I, with your
    two helps, will so practise on Benedick that, in
    despite of his quick wit and his queasy stomach, he
    shall fall in love with Beatrice. If we can do this,
    Cupid is no longer an archer: his glory shall be
    ours, for we are the only love-gods. Go in with me,
    and I will tell you my drift.
  • Hero. I will do any modest office, my lord, to help my
    cousin to a good husband.

    Don Pedro. And Benedick is not the unhopefullest husband that
    I know. Thus far can I praise him; he is of a noble
    strain, of approved valour and confirmed honesty. I
    will teach you how to humour your cousin, that she
    shall fall in love with Benedick; and I, with your
    two helps, will so practise on Benedick that, in
    despite of his quick wit and his queasy stomach, he
    shall fall in love with Beatrice. If we can do this,
    Cupid is no longer an archer: his glory shall be
    ours, for we are the only love-gods. Go in with me,
    and I will tell you my drift.

50 II / 3
  • Come, shall we hear this music?
  • Come, shall we hear this music?
  • Benedick. I know that; but I would have thee hence, and here again.
    [Exit Boy]
    I do much wonder that one man, seeing how much
    another man is a fool when he dedicates his
    behaviors to love, will, after he hath laughed at
    such shallow follies in others, become the argument
    of his own scorn by failing in love: and such a man
    is Claudio. I have known when there was no music
    with him but the drum and the fife; and now had he
    rather hear the tabour and the pipe: I have known
    when he would have walked ten mile a-foot to see a
    good armour; and now will he lie ten nights awake,
    carving the fashion of a new doublet. He was wont to
    speak plain and to the purpose, like an honest man
    and a soldier; and now is he turned orthography; his
    words are a very fantastical banquet, just so many
    strange dishes. May I be so converted and see with
    these eyes? I cannot tell; I think not: I will not
    be sworn, but love may transform me to an oyster; but
    I'll take my oath on it, till he have made an oyster
    of me, he shall never make me such a fool. One woman
    is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am
    well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but till all
    graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in
    my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain; wise,
    or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her;
    fair, or I'll never look on her; mild, or come not
    near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of good
    discourse, an excellent musician, and her hair shall
    be of what colour it please God. Ha! the prince and
    Monsieur Love! I will hide me in the arbour.

    Don Pedro. Come, shall we hear this music?

51 II / 3
  • See you where Benedick hath hid himself?
  • See you where Benedick hath hid himself?
  • Claudio. Yea, my good lord. How still the evening is,
    As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony!

    Don Pedro. See you where Benedick hath hid himself?

52 II / 3
  • Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song again.
  • Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song again.
  • Claudio. O, very well, my lord: the music ended,
    We'll fit the kid-fox with a pennyworth.

    Don Pedro. Come, Balthasar, we'll hear that song again.

53 II / 3
  • It is the witness still of excellency
    To put a strange face on his own perfe...
  • It is the witness still of excellency
    To put a strange face on his own perfection.
    I pray thee, sing, and let me woo no more.
  • Balthasar. O, good my lord, tax not so bad a voice
    To slander music any more than once.

    Don Pedro. It is the witness still of excellency
    To put a strange face on his own perfection.
    I pray thee, sing, and let me woo no more.

54 II / 3
  • Now, pray thee, come;
    Or, if thou wilt hold longer argument,
    Do it in no...
  • Now, pray thee, come;
    Or, if thou wilt hold longer argument,
    Do it in notes.
  • Balthasar. Because you talk of wooing, I will sing;
    Since many a wooer doth commence his suit
    To her he thinks not worthy, yet he wooes,
    Yet will he swear he loves.

    Don Pedro. Now, pray thee, come;
    Or, if thou wilt hold longer argument,
    Do it in notes.

55 II / 3
  • Why, these are very crotchets that he speaks;
    Note, notes, forsooth, and not...
  • Why, these are very crotchets that he speaks;
    Note, notes, forsooth, and nothing.
  • Balthasar. Note this before my notes;
    There's not a note of mine that's worth the noting.

    Don Pedro. Why, these are very crotchets that he speaks;
    Note, notes, forsooth, and nothing.

56 II / 3
  • By my troth, a good song.
  • By my troth, a good song.
  • Balthasar. Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
    Men were deceivers ever,
    One foot in sea and one on shore,
    To one thing constant never:
    Then sigh not so, but let them go,
    And be you blithe and bonny,
    Converting all your sounds of woe
    Into Hey nonny, nonny.
    Sing no more ditties, sing no moe,
    Of dumps so dull and heavy;
    The fraud of men was ever so,
    Since summer first was leafy:
    Then sigh not so, &c.

    Don Pedro. By my troth, a good song.

57 II / 3
  • Ha, no, no, faith; thou singest well enough for a shift.
  • Ha, no, no, faith; thou singest well enough for a shift.
  • Balthasar. And an ill singer, my lord.

    Don Pedro. Ha, no, no, faith; thou singest well enough for a shift.

58 II / 3
  • Yea, marry, dost thou hear, Balthasar? I pray thee,
    get us some excellent mu...
  • Yea, marry, dost thou hear, Balthasar? I pray thee,
    get us some excellent music; for to-morrow night we
    would have it at the Lady Hero's chamber-window.
  • Benedick. An he had been a dog that should have howled thus,
    they would have hanged him: and I pray God his bad
    voice bode no mischief. I had as lief have heard the
    night-raven, come what plague could have come after
    it.

    Don Pedro. Yea, marry, dost thou hear, Balthasar? I pray thee,
    get us some excellent music; for to-morrow night we
    would have it at the Lady Hero's chamber-window.

59 II / 3
  • Do so: farewell.
    [Exit BALTHASAR]
    Come hither, Leonato. What was it you...
  • Do so: farewell.
    [Exit BALTHASAR]
    Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told me of
    to-day, that your niece Beatrice was in love with
    Signior Benedick?
  • Balthasar. The best I can, my lord.

    Don Pedro. Do so: farewell.
    [Exit BALTHASAR]
    Come hither, Leonato. What was it you told me of
    to-day, that your niece Beatrice was in love with
    Signior Benedick?

60 II / 3
  • May be she doth but counterfeit.
  • May be she doth but counterfeit.
  • Leonato. By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what to think
    of it but that she loves him with an enraged
    affection: it is past the infinite of thought.

    Don Pedro. May be she doth but counterfeit.

61 II / 3
  • Why, what effects of passion shows she?
  • Why, what effects of passion shows she?
  • Leonato. O God, counterfeit! There was never counterfeit of
    passion came so near the life of passion as she
    discovers it.

    Don Pedro. Why, what effects of passion shows she?

62 II / 3
  • How, how, pray you? You amaze me: I would have I
    thought her spirit had been...
  • How, how, pray you? You amaze me: I would have I
    thought her spirit had been invincible against all
    assaults of affection.
  • Claudio. She did, indeed.

    Don Pedro. How, how, pray you? You amaze me: I would have I
    thought her spirit had been invincible against all
    assaults of affection.

63 II / 3
  • Hath she made her affection known to Benedick?
  • Hath she made her affection known to Benedick?
  • Claudio. He hath ta'en the infection: hold it up.

    Don Pedro. Hath she made her affection known to Benedick?

64 II / 3
  • It were good that Benedick knew of it by some
    other, if she will not discove...
  • It were good that Benedick knew of it by some
    other, if she will not discover it.
  • Leonato. She doth indeed; my daughter says so: and the
    ecstasy hath so much overborne her that my daughter
    is sometime afeared she will do a desperate outrage
    to herself: it is very true.

    Don Pedro. It were good that Benedick knew of it by some
    other, if she will not discover it.

65 II / 3
  • An he should, it were an alms to hang him. She's an
    excellent sweet lady; an...
  • An he should, it were an alms to hang him. She's an
    excellent sweet lady; and, out of all suspicion,
    she is virtuous.
  • Claudio. To what end? He would make but a sport of it and
    torment the poor lady worse.

    Don 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.

66 II / 3
  • In every thing but in loving Benedick.
  • In every thing but in loving Benedick.
  • Claudio. And she is exceeding wise.

    Don Pedro. In every thing but in loving Benedick.

67 II / 3
  • I would she had bestowed this dotage on me: I would
    have daffed all other re...
  • I would she had bestowed this dotage on me: I would
    have daffed all other respects and made her half
    myself. I pray you, tell Benedick of it, and hear
    what a' will say.
  • Leonato. 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.

    Don Pedro. I would she had bestowed this dotage on me: I would
    have daffed all other respects and made her half
    myself. I pray you, tell Benedick of it, and hear
    what a' will say.

68 II / 3
  • She doth well: if she should make tender of her
    love, 'tis very possible he'...
  • 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 contemptible spirit.
  • Claudio. 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
    accustomed crossness.

    Don 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 contemptible spirit.

69 II / 3
  • He hath indeed a good outward happiness.
  • He hath indeed a good outward happiness.
  • Claudio. He is a very proper man.

    Don Pedro. He hath indeed a good outward happiness.

70 II / 3
  • He doth indeed show some sparks that are like wit.
  • He doth indeed show some sparks that are like wit.
  • Claudio. Before God! and, in my mind, very wise.

    Don Pedro. He doth indeed show some sparks that are like wit.

71 II / 3
  • As Hector, I assure you: and in the managing of
    quarrels you may say he is w...
  • As Hector, I assure you: and in the managing of
    quarrels you may say he is wise; for either he
    avoids them with great discretion, or undertakes
    them with a most Christian-like fear.
  • Claudio. And I take him to be valiant.

    Don Pedro. As Hector, I assure you: and in the managing of
    quarrels you may say he is wise; for either he
    avoids them with great discretion, or undertakes
    them with a most Christian-like fear.

72 II / 3
  • And so will he do; for the man doth fear God,
    howsoever it seems not in him...
  • 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?
  • Leonato. If he do fear God, a' must necessarily keep peace:
    if he break the peace, he ought to enter into a
    quarrel with fear and trembling.

    Don 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?

73 II / 3
  • Well, we will hear further of it by your daughter:
    let it cool the while. I...
  • 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 so good a lady.
  • Leonato. Nay, that's impossible: she may wear her heart out first.

    Don 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 so good a lady.

74 II / 3
  • Let there be the same net spread for her; and that
    must your daughter and he...
  • Let there be the same net spread for her; and that
    must your daughter and her gentlewomen carry. The
    sport will be, when they hold one an opinion of
    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 in to dinner.
  • Claudio. If he do not dote on her upon this, I will never
    trust my expectation.

    Don Pedro. Let there be the same net spread for her; and that
    must your daughter and her gentlewomen carry. The
    sport will be, when they hold one an opinion of
    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 in to dinner.

75 III / 2
  • I do but stay till your marriage be consummate, and
    then go I toward Arragon...
  • I do but stay till your marriage be consummate, and
    then go I toward Arragon.
  • Beatrice. [Coming forward]
    What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true?
    Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much?
    Contempt, farewell! and maiden pride, adieu!
    No glory lives behind the back of such.
    And, Benedick, love on; I will requite thee,
    Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand:
    If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee
    To bind our loves up in a holy band;
    For others say thou dost deserve, and I
    Believe it better than reportingly.

    Don Pedro. I do but stay till your marriage be consummate, and
    then go I toward Arragon.

76 III / 2
  • Nay, that would be as great a soil in the new gloss
    of your marriage as to s...
  • Nay, that would be as great a soil in the new gloss
    of your marriage as to show a child his new coat
    and forbid him to wear it. I will only be bold
    with Benedick for his company; for, from the crown
    of his head to the sole of his foot, he is all
    mirth: he hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's
    bow-string and the little hangman dare not shoot at
    him; he hath a heart as sound as a bell and his
    tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinks his
    tongue speaks.
  • Claudio. I'll bring you thither, my lord, if you'll
    vouchsafe me.

    Don Pedro. Nay, that would be as great a soil in the new gloss
    of your marriage as to show a child his new coat
    and forbid him to wear it. I will only be bold
    with Benedick for his company; for, from the crown
    of his head to the sole of his foot, he is all
    mirth: he hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's
    bow-string and the little hangman dare not shoot at
    him; he hath a heart as sound as a bell and his
    tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinks his
    tongue speaks.

77 III / 2
  • Hang him, truant! there's no true drop of blood in
    him, to be truly touched...
  • Hang him, truant! there's no true drop of blood in
    him, to be truly touched with love: if he be sad,
    he wants money.
  • Claudio. I hope he be in love.

    Don Pedro. Hang him, truant! there's no true drop of blood in
    him, to be truly touched with love: if he be sad,
    he wants money.

78 III / 2
  • Draw it.
  • Draw it.
  • Benedick. I have the toothache.

    Don Pedro. Draw it.

79 III / 2
  • What! sigh for the toothache?
  • What! sigh for the toothache?
  • Claudio. You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards.

    Don Pedro. What! sigh for the toothache?

80 III / 2
  • There is no appearance of fancy in him, unless it be
    a fancy that he hath to...
  • There is no appearance of fancy in him, unless it be
    a fancy that he hath to strange disguises; as, to be
    a Dutchman today, a Frenchman to-morrow, or in the
    shape of two countries at once, as, a German from
    the waist downward, all slops, and a Spaniard from
    the hip upward, no doublet. Unless he have a fancy
    to this foolery, as it appears he hath, he is no
    fool for fancy, as you would have it appear he is.
  • Claudio. Yet say I, he is in love.

    Don Pedro. There is no appearance of fancy in him, unless it be
    a fancy that he hath to strange disguises; as, to be
    a Dutchman today, a Frenchman to-morrow, or in the
    shape of two countries at once, as, a German from
    the waist downward, all slops, and a Spaniard from
    the hip upward, no doublet. Unless he have a fancy
    to this foolery, as it appears he hath, he is no
    fool for fancy, as you would have it appear he is.

81 III / 2
  • Hath any man seen him at the barber's?
  • Hath any man seen him at the barber's?
  • Claudio. If he be not in love with some woman, there is no
    believing old signs: a' brushes his hat o'
    mornings; what should that bode?

    Don Pedro. Hath any man seen him at the barber's?

82 III / 2
  • Nay, a' rubs himself with civet: can you smell him
    out by that?
  • Nay, a' rubs himself with civet: can you smell him
    out by that?
  • Leonato. Indeed, he looks younger than he did, by the loss of a beard.

    Don Pedro. Nay, a' rubs himself with civet: can you smell him
    out by that?

83 III / 2
  • The greatest note of it is his melancholy.
  • The greatest note of it is his melancholy.
  • Claudio. That's as much as to say, the sweet youth's in love.

    Don Pedro. The greatest note of it is his melancholy.

84 III / 2
  • Yea, or to paint himself? for the which, I hear
    what they say of him.
  • Yea, or to paint himself? for the which, I hear
    what they say of him.
  • Claudio. And when was he wont to wash his face?

    Don Pedro. Yea, or to paint himself? for the which, I hear
    what they say of him.

85 III / 2
  • Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him: conclude,
    conclude he is in love.
  • Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him: conclude,
    conclude he is in love.
  • Claudio. Nay, but his jesting spirit; which is now crept into
    a lute-string and now governed by stops.

    Don Pedro. Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him: conclude,
    conclude he is in love.

86 III / 2
  • That would I know too: I warrant, one that knows him not.
  • That would I know too: I warrant, one that knows him not.
  • Claudio. Nay, but I know who loves him.

    Don Pedro. That would I know too: I warrant, one that knows him not.

87 III / 2
  • She shall be buried with her face upwards.
  • She shall be buried with her face upwards.
  • Claudio. Yes, and his ill conditions; and, in despite of
    all, dies for him.

    Don Pedro. She shall be buried with her face upwards.

88 III / 2
  • For my life, to break with him about Beatrice.
  • For my life, to break with him about Beatrice.
  • Benedick. Yet is this no charm for the toothache. Old
    signior, walk aside with me: I have studied eight
    or nine wise words to speak to you, which these
    hobby-horses must not hear.

    Don Pedro. For my life, to break with him about Beatrice.

89 III / 2
  • Good den, brother.
  • Good den, brother.
  • Don John. My lord and brother, God save you!

    Don Pedro. Good den, brother.

90 III / 2
  • In private?
  • In private?
  • Don John. If your leisure served, I would speak with you.

    Don Pedro. In private?

91 III / 2
  • What's the matter?
  • What's the matter?
  • Don John. If it please you: yet Count Claudio may hear; for
    what I would speak of concerns him.

    Don Pedro. What's the matter?

92 III / 2
  • You know he does.
  • You know he does.
  • Don John. [To CLAUDIO] Means your lordship to be married
    to-morrow?

    Don Pedro. You know he does.

93 III / 2
  • Why, what's the matter?
  • Why, what's the matter?
  • Don John. You may think I love you not: let that appear
    hereafter, and aim better at me by that I now will
    manifest. For my brother, I think he holds you
    well, and in dearness of heart hath holp to effect
    your ensuing marriage;--surely suit ill spent and
    labour ill bestowed.

    Don Pedro. Why, what's the matter?

94 III / 2
  • Even she; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero:
  • Even she; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero:
  • Claudio. Who, Hero?

    Don Pedro. Even she; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero:

95 III / 2
  • I will not think it.
  • I will not think it.
  • Claudio. May this be so?

    Don Pedro. I will not think it.

96 III / 2
  • And, as I wooed for thee to obtain her, I will join
    with thee to disgrace he...
  • And, as I wooed for thee to obtain her, I will join
    with thee to disgrace her.
  • Claudio. If I see any thing to-night why I should not marry
    her to-morrow in the congregation, where I should
    wed, there will I shame her.

    Don Pedro. And, as I wooed for thee to obtain her, I will join
    with thee to disgrace her.

97 III / 2
  • O day untowardly turned!
  • O day untowardly turned!
  • Don John. I will disparage her no farther till you are my
    witnesses: bear it coldly but till midnight, and
    let the issue show itself.

    Don Pedro. O day untowardly turned!

98 IV / 1
  • Nothing, unless you render her again.
  • Nothing, unless you render her again.
  • Claudio. And what have I to give you back, whose worth
    May counterpoise this rich and precious gift?

    Don Pedro. Nothing, unless you render her again.

99 IV / 1
  • What should I speak?
    I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about
    To link m...
  • What should I speak?
    I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about
    To link my dear friend to a common stale.
  • Leonato. Sweet prince, why speak not you?

    Don Pedro. What should I speak?
    I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about
    To link my dear friend to a common stale.

100 IV / 1
  • Why, then are you no maiden. Leonato,
    I am sorry you must hear: upon mine ho...
  • Why, then are you no maiden. Leonato,
    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.
  • Hero. I talk'd with no man at that hour, my lord.

    Don Pedro. Why, then are you no maiden. Leonato,
    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.

101 V / 1
  • Good den, good den.
  • Good den, good den.
  • Antonio. Here comes the prince and Claudio hastily.

    Don Pedro. Good den, good den.

102 V / 1
  • We have some haste, Leonato.
  • We have some haste, Leonato.
  • Leonato. Hear you. my lords,--

    Don Pedro. We have some haste, Leonato.

103 V / 1
  • Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old man.
  • Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old man.
  • Leonato. Some haste, my lord! well, fare you well, my lord:
    Are you so hasty now? well, all is one.

    Don Pedro. Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old man.

104 V / 1
  • You say not right, old man.
  • You say not right, old man.
  • Leonato. Thine, Claudio; thine, I say.

    Don Pedro. You say not right, old man.

105 V / 1
  • Gentlemen both, we will not wake your patience.
    My heart is sorry for your d...
  • Gentlemen both, we will not wake your patience.
    My heart is sorry for your daughter's death:
    But, on my honour, she was charged with nothing
    But what was true and very full of proof.
  • Antonio. Come, 'tis no matter:
    Do not you meddle; let me deal in this.

    Don Pedro. Gentlemen both, we will not wake your patience.
    My heart is sorry for your daughter's death:
    But, on my honour, she was charged with nothing
    But what was true and very full of proof.

106 V / 1
  • I will not hear you.
  • I will not hear you.
  • Leonato. My lord, my lord,--

    Don Pedro. I will not hear you.

107 V / 1
  • See, see; here comes the man we went to seek.
  • See, see; here comes the man we went to seek.
  • Antonio. And shall, or some of us will smart for it.

    Don Pedro. See, see; here comes the man we went to seek.

108 V / 1
  • Welcome, signior: you are almost come to part
    almost a fray.
  • Welcome, signior: you are almost come to part
    almost a fray.
  • Benedick. Good day, my lord.

    Don Pedro. Welcome, signior: you are almost come to part
    almost a fray.

109 V / 1
  • Leonato and his brother. What thinkest thou? Had
    we fought, I doubt we shoul...
  • Leonato and his brother. What thinkest thou? Had
    we fought, I doubt we should have been too young for them.
  • Claudio. We had like to have had our two noses snapped off
    with two old men without teeth.

    Don Pedro. Leonato and his brother. What thinkest thou? Had
    we fought, I doubt we should have been too young for them.

110 V / 1
  • Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side?
  • Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side?
  • Benedick. It is in my scabbard: shall I draw it?

    Don Pedro. Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side?

111 V / 1
  • As I am an honest man, he looks pale. Art thou
    sick, or angry?
  • As I am an honest man, he looks pale. Art thou
    sick, or angry?
  • Claudio. Never any did so, though very many have been beside
    their wit. I will bid thee draw, as we do the
    minstrels; draw, to pleasure us.

    Don Pedro. As I am an honest man, he looks pale. Art thou
    sick, or angry?

112 V / 1
  • By this light, he changes more and more: I think
    he be angry indeed.
  • By this light, he changes more and more: I think
    he be angry indeed.
  • Claudio. Nay, then, give him another staff: this last was
    broke cross.

    Don Pedro. By this light, he changes more and more: I think
    he be angry indeed.

113 V / 1
  • What, a feast, a feast?
  • What, a feast, a feast?
  • Claudio. Well, I will meet you, so I may have good cheer.

    Don Pedro. What, a feast, a feast?

114 V / 1
  • I'll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy wit the
    other day. I said, thou hads...
  • I'll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy wit the
    other day. I said, thou hadst a fine wit: 'True,'
    said she, 'a fine little one.' 'No,' said I, 'a
    great wit:' 'Right,' says she, 'a great gross one.'
    'Nay,' said I, 'a good wit:' 'Just,' said she, 'it
    hurts nobody.' 'Nay,' said I, 'the gentleman
    is wise:' 'Certain,' said she, 'a wise gentleman.'
    'Nay,' said I, 'he hath the tongues:' 'That I
    believe,' said she, 'for he swore a thing to me on
    Monday night, which he forswore on Tuesday morning;
    there's a double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus
    did she, an hour together, transshape thy particular
    virtues: yet at last she concluded with a sigh, thou
    wast the properest man in Italy.
  • Benedick. Sir, your wit ambles well; it goes easily.

    Don Pedro. I'll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy wit the
    other day. I said, thou hadst a fine wit: 'True,'
    said she, 'a fine little one.' 'No,' said I, 'a
    great wit:' 'Right,' says she, 'a great gross one.'
    'Nay,' said I, 'a good wit:' 'Just,' said she, 'it
    hurts nobody.' 'Nay,' said I, 'the gentleman
    is wise:' 'Certain,' said she, 'a wise gentleman.'
    'Nay,' said I, 'he hath the tongues:' 'That I
    believe,' said she, 'for he swore a thing to me on
    Monday night, which he forswore on Tuesday morning;
    there's a double tongue; there's two tongues.' Thus
    did she, an hour together, transshape thy particular
    virtues: yet at last she concluded with a sigh, thou
    wast the properest man in Italy.

115 V / 1
  • Yea, that she did: but yet, for all that, an if she
    did not hate him deadly,...
  • Yea, that she did: but yet, for all that, an if she
    did not hate him deadly, she would love him dearly:
    the old man's daughter told us all.
  • Claudio. For the which she wept heartily and said she cared
    not.

    Don Pedro. Yea, that she did: but yet, for all that, an if she
    did not hate him deadly, she would love him dearly:
    the old man's daughter told us all.

116 V / 1
  • But when shall we set the savage bull's horns on
    the sensible Benedick's hea...
  • But when shall we set the savage bull's horns on
    the sensible Benedick's head?
  • Claudio. All, all; and, moreover, God saw him when he was
    hid in the garden.

    Don Pedro. But when shall we set the savage bull's horns on
    the sensible Benedick's head?

117 V / 1
  • He is in earnest.
  • He is in earnest.
  • Benedick. Fare you well, boy: you know my mind. I will leave
    you now to your gossip-like humour: you break jests
    as braggarts do their blades, which God be thanked,
    hurt not. My lord, for your many courtesies I thank
    you: I must discontinue your company: your brother
    the bastard is fled from Messina: you have among
    you killed a sweet and innocent lady. For my Lord
    Lackbeard there, he and I shall meet: and, till
    then, peace be with him.

    Don Pedro. He is in earnest.

118 V / 1
  • And hath challenged thee.
  • And hath challenged thee.
  • Claudio. In most profound earnest; and, I'll warrant you, for
    the love of Beatrice.

    Don Pedro. And hath challenged thee.

119 V / 1
  • What a pretty thing man is when he goes in his
    doublet and hose and leaves o...
  • What a pretty thing man is when he goes in his
    doublet and hose and leaves off his wit!
  • Claudio. Most sincerely.

    Don Pedro. What a pretty thing man is when he goes in his
    doublet and hose and leaves off his wit!

120 V / 1
  • But, soft you, let me be: pluck up, my heart, and
    be sad. Did he not say, my...
  • But, soft you, let me be: pluck up, my heart, and
    be sad. Did he not say, my brother was fled?
  • Claudio. He is then a giant to an ape; but then is an ape a
    doctor to such a man.

    Don Pedro. But, soft you, let me be: pluck up, my heart, and
    be sad. Did he not say, my brother was fled?

121 V / 1
  • How now? two of my brother's men bound! Borachio
    one!
  • How now? two of my brother's men bound! Borachio
    one!
  • Dogberry. Come you, sir: if justice cannot tame you, she
    shall ne'er weigh more reasons in her balance: nay,
    an you be a cursing hypocrite once, you must be looked to.

    Don Pedro. How now? two of my brother's men bound! Borachio
    one!

122 V / 1
  • Officers, what offence have these men done?
  • Officers, what offence have these men done?
  • Claudio. Hearken after their offence, my lord.

    Don Pedro. Officers, what offence have these men done?

123 V / 1
  • First, I ask thee what they have done; thirdly, I
    ask thee what's their offe...
  • First, I ask thee what they have done; thirdly, I
    ask thee what's their offence; sixth and lastly, why
    they are committed; and, to conclude, what you lay
    to their charge.
  • Dogberry. Marry, sir, they have committed false report;
    moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily,
    they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have
    belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust
    things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves.

    Don Pedro. First, I ask thee what they have done; thirdly, I
    ask thee what's their offence; sixth and lastly, why
    they are committed; and, to conclude, what you lay
    to their charge.

124 V / 1
  • Who have you offended, masters, that you are thus
    bound to your answer? this...
  • Who have you offended, masters, that you are thus
    bound to your answer? this learned constable is
    too cunning to be understood: what's your offence?
  • Claudio. Rightly reasoned, and in his own division: and, by
    my troth, there's one meaning well suited.

    Don Pedro. Who have you offended, masters, that you are thus
    bound to your answer? this learned constable is
    too cunning to be understood: what's your offence?

125 V / 1
  • Runs not this speech like iron through your blood?
  • Runs not this speech like iron through your blood?
  • Borachio. Sweet prince, let me go no farther to mine answer:
    do you hear me, and let this count kill me. I have
    deceived even your very eyes: what your wisdoms
    could not discover, these shallow fools have brought
    to light: who in the night overheard me confessing
    to this man how Don John your brother incensed me
    to slander the Lady Hero, how you were brought into
    the orchard and saw me court Margaret in Hero's
    garments, how you disgraced her, when you should
    marry her: my villany they have upon record; which
    I had rather seal with my death than repeat over
    to my shame. The lady is dead upon mine and my
    master's false accusation; and, briefly, I desire
    nothing but the reward of a villain.

    Don Pedro. Runs not this speech like iron through your blood?

126 V / 1
  • But did my brother set thee on to this?
  • But did my brother set thee on to this?
  • Claudio. I have drunk poison whiles he utter'd it.

    Don Pedro. But did my brother set thee on to this?

127 V / 1
  • He is composed and framed of treachery:
    And fled he is upon this villany.
  • He is composed and framed of treachery:
    And fled he is upon this villany.
  • Borachio. Yea, and paid me richly for the practise of it.

    Don Pedro. He is composed and framed of treachery:
    And fled he is upon this villany.

128 V / 1
  • By my soul, nor I:
    And yet, to satisfy this good old man,
    I would bend u...
  • By my soul, nor I:
    And yet, to satisfy this good old man,
    I would bend under any heavy weight
    That he'll enjoin me to.
  • Claudio. I know not how to pray your patience;
    Yet I must speak. Choose your revenge yourself;
    Impose me to what penance your invention
    Can lay upon my sin: yet sinn'd I not
    But in mistaking.

    Don Pedro. By my soul, nor I:
    And yet, to satisfy this good old man,
    I would bend under any heavy weight
    That he'll enjoin me to.

129 V / 1
  • We will not fail.
  • We will not fail.
  • Antonio. Farewell, my lords: we look for you to-morrow.

    Don Pedro. We will not fail.

130 V / 3
  • Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:
    The wolves have prey'd; and look...
  • Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:
    The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle day,
    Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about
    Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey.
    Thanks to you all, and leave us: fare you well.
  • Claudio. Now, unto thy bones good night!
    Yearly will I do this rite.

    Don Pedro. Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:
    The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle day,
    Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about
    Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey.
    Thanks to you all, and leave us: fare you well.

131 V / 3
  • Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds;
    And then to Leonato's we will go...
  • Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds;
    And then to Leonato's we will go.
  • Claudio. Good morrow, masters: each his several way.

    Don Pedro. Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds;
    And then to Leonato's we will go.

132 V / 4
  • Good morrow to this fair assembly.
  • Good morrow to this fair assembly.
  • Friar Francis. And my help.
    Here comes the prince and Claudio.

    Don Pedro. Good morrow to this fair assembly.

133 V / 4
  • Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what's the matter,
    That you have such a February...
  • Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what's the matter,
    That you have such a February face,
    So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?
  • Leonato. Call her forth, brother; here's the friar ready.

    Don Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what's the matter,
    That you have such a February face,
    So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?

134 V / 4
  • The former Hero! Hero that is dead!
  • The former Hero! Hero that is dead!
  • Hero. Nothing certainer:
    One Hero died defiled, but I do live,
    And surely as I live, I am a maid.

    Don Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead!

135 V / 4
  • How dost thou, Benedick, the married man?
  • How dost thou, Benedick, the married man?
  • Benedick. Peace! I will stop your mouth.

    Don Pedro. How dost thou, Benedick, the married man?

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