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"Tady is dead upon mine and my master's false I do embrace your offer; and dispose aceusation; and, briefly, I desire nothing but for henceforth of poor
Claudio. [coming the reward of a villain.
Leon. To-morrow then I will expect your D. Pedro. Runs not this speech like iron To-night I take my leave.-This naughty man through your blood?
face to face be brought to Margaret, Claud. I have druok poison, whiles 'he Who, I believe, was pack'd I in all this wrong, utter'd it.
Hir'd to it by your brother. D. Pedro. But did my brother set thee on Bora. No, by my soul, she was not ; to this?
Nor knew not what she did, when she spoke to Bora. Yea, and paid me richly for the But always hath been just and virtuous, (me; praetice of it.
In any thing that I do know by her. D. Pedro. He is compos'd and fram'd of Dogb. Moreover, sir, (which, indeed, is not And fed he is upon this villany. [treachery :- under white and black,) this plaintiff here, Claud. Sweet Hero! now thy image doth the offender, did call me ass: I beseech you, appear
let it be remembered in his punishment : In the rare semblance that I loved it first. And also, the watch heard them talk of one
Dogb. ('ome, bring away the plaintiffs; Deformed : they say, he wears a key in his by this time our sexton hath reformed signior ear, and a lock hanging by it, and borrows Leonato of the matter : And masters, do not money in God's name; the which he hath forget to specify, when time and place sball used so long, and never paid, that now men serve, that I am an ass.
grow hard-hearted, and will send nothing for Verg. Here, here comes master signior God's sake : Pray you, examine him upon Leonato, and the Sexton too.
that point. Re-enter LEONATO and ANTONIO, with the Leon. I thank thee for thy care and honest Sexton.
pains. Leon. Which is the villain? Let me see Dogb. Your worship speaks like a most his eyes ;
thankful and reverend youth; and I praise That when I note another man like him,
God for you.
[breath bast kill'd Leon. Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, Leon. Art thou the slave, that with thy and I thank thee. Mine innocent child?
Dogb. I leave an arrant knave with your Bora.
Yea, even I alone. worship ; which, I beseech your worship, to Leon. No,not so, villain; thou beliest thyself; correct yourself, for the example of others, Here stand a pair of honourable men, God keep your worship; I wish your worship A third is fled, that had a hand in it :- well; God restore you to health: I humbly I thank you, princes, for my daughter's death; give you leave to depart; and if a merry Record it with your high aud worthy deeds ; meeting may be wished, God prohibit it. 'Twas bravely done, if you bethink you of it. Come, neighbour. Claud. I know not how to pray your [Exeunt DOGBERRY, Verges, and Watch. patience,
(yourself; Leon. Until tomorrow morning, lords, Yet I must speak : Choose your revenge farewell.
[to-morrow. Impose * me to what penance your invention Ant. Farewell, my lords; we look for you Can lay upon my sin: yet sinn'd I not, D. Pedro. We will not fail. But in mistaking.
Claud. To-night I'll mourn with Hero. D. Pedro. By my soul, por I;
[Exeunt Don PEDRO and CLAUDIO. And yet, to satisfy this good old man,
Leon. Bring you these fellows on; we'll I would bend under any heavy weight
talk with Margaret,
(fellow. That he'll enjoin me to.
[live, How her acquaintance grew with this lewd $ Leon. I cannot bid you bid my daughter
[Exeunt. That were impossible; but, I pray you both,
SCENE II. Leonato's Garden.
Enter BenEDICK and MARGARET, meeting. Can labour aught in sad invention,
Rene. Pray thee, sweet mistress Margaret, Hang ber an epitaph upon her tomb, deserve well" at my hands, by helping me to And sing it to her bones; sing it to-night :- the speech of Beatrice. To-morrow morning come you to my house ; Marg. Will you then write me a sonnet in And since you could not be my son-in-law, praise of my beauty? Be yet my nephew: my brother hath a daughter, Bene. In 80 high a style, Margaret, that no Almost the copy of my child that's dead, man living shall come over it; for, in most And she alone is heir to both of us ;
comely truth, thou deservest it. Give her the right you should have given her arg. To have no map come over me? And so dies my revenge,
[cousin, why, shall I always keep below stairs ? Claud.
0, noble sir, Bene. Tby wit is as quick as the grey. Your over-kindness doth wring tears from me! | hound's mouth, it catches. i en soil (fit Command. + Acquaint. Combined. ♡ Ignorant.
Marg. And yours as blunt as the fencer's Bene. Thou and I are too wise to woo foils, which hit, but hurt not.
peaceably, Bene. A most manly wit, Margaret, it will Beat. It appears not in this confession : not hurt a woman; and so, I pray thee, call there's not one wise man among twenty that Beatrice : I give thee the bucklers.
will praise himself. Marg. Give us the swords, we have bucklers - Bene. An old, an old instance, Beatrice, of our own.
that lived in the time of good neighbours: if Bene. If you use them, Margaret, you must a man do not erect in this age his own tomb put in the pikes with a vice; and they are ese he dies, he shall live no longer in monodangerous weapons for maids.
ment, 'than the bell rings, and the widow Marg. Well, I will call Beatrice to you, weeps. who, I think, hatli legs. (Exit MARGARET. Beat. And how long is that, think you? Bene. And therefore will come.
Bene. Question ?-Why, an hour in claThe god of love, [Singing.) mour, and a quarter in rheum: Therefore it That sits above,
is most expedient for the wise, (if Don Worm And knows me, and knows mé; his conscience, find no impediment to the How pitiful I deserve,
contrary,) to be the trumpet of his own virI mean, in singing; but in loving, Leander tues, as I am to myself: So much for praising the good swimmer, Troilus the first employer myself, (who, I myself will bear witness, is of panders, and a whole' book full of these praise-worthy,) and now tell me, How doth quondam carpet-mongers,' whose names yet your consin ? run smoothly in the even road of a blank Beat. Very ill. verse, why, they were never so truly turned Bene. And how do you. over and over as my poor self, in love: Mar- Beat. Very ill too. ry, I cannot show it in rhyme; I have tried; Bene. Serve God, love me, and mend: I can find out no rhyme to lady but baby, an there will I leave you too, for here comes one innocent rhyme'; for scorn, horn, a hard in haste. rhyme; for school, fool, a babbling rhyme ;
Enter URSULA very ominous endings : No, I was not born Urs. Madam, you must come to your un under a rhyming planet, nor I cannot woo in cle; yon 's old coil sat home: it is proved, festival terms,
my lady Hero hath been falsely accused, the Enter BEATRICE.
Prince and Claudio mightily abused; and Don Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I John is the author of all, who is filed and gone : called thee?
you come presently ? Beat. Yea, signior, and depart when you Beat. Will you go hear this news, signior?
Bene. I will live in thy heart, die in thy Bené. O, stay but till then!
| lap, and be buried in thy eyes; and, moreBeat. Then, is spoken; fare your well over, I will go with thee to thy uncle's. now :--and yet, ere I go, let me go with that
[Exeunt. I came for, which is, with knowing what hath
SCENE III. passed between you and Claudio. Bene. Only foul words; and thereụpon 1
.:: 410). The Inside of a Church. will kiss thee.
Enter Don Pedro, CLAUDIO, and AttendBeat. Foul words is but foul wind, and
with music and tapers. foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkisser. Claud. Is this tho monument of Leonato?
Bene. Thou hast frighted the word out of Atten. It is, my lord. his right sense, so forcible is thy wit : But, I Claud. (Reads from a scroll.] must tell thee plainly, Claudio undergoes my challenge; and either I must shortly hear
Done to death by slanderous tongues from him, or I will subscribe him a coward.
Was the Hero that here lies: And, I pray thee now, tell me, for which of Death, in guerdon > of her wrongs my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with Gives her fame which never dies : ine?
So the life, that died with shame, Beat. For them all together: (which main
Lives in death with glorious fumé. tained so politic a state of evil, that they Hung thoả there upon the tomb, [alfixwill not adinit any good part to intermingle
ing it, with them. But for which of my good parts Praising her when I am dumb. did you first suffer love for me?
Bene. Suffer love; a good epithet! I do Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn suffer love, indeed, for I love thee against my
Beat. In spite of your heart, I think; alas ! Pardon, Goddess of the night, poor heart! If you spite it for my sake; I will Those that slew thy virgin knight ; spite it for yours; for I will never love that For the which, with songs of woe, which my friend hates.',
Round about her tomb they go. * Holiday phrases.
Is subject to. Stir. . Reward.
Midnight, assist our moin;
In which, good friar, I shall desire yonr help, Help us to sigh and groan,
Leon. My heart is with your liking.
And my help.
Enter Don Pedro and CLAUDIO, with
"Attendants. Claud. Now, unto thy bones good night! D, Pedro. Good morrow to this fair as. Yearly will I do this rite.
[row, Claudio ; D. Pedro. Good morrow, masters; pot Leon. Good morrow, prince; good moryour torches out:
(tle day, We here attend you ; are you yet determin'd The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gen. To-day to marry with my brother's daughter ? Before the wheels of Phæbus, round about Claud. I'll hold my mind, were she au Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray: Ethiope.
[friar ready. Thanks to you all, and leave us ; fare you Leon. Call her forth, brother, here's the well. [several way.
[Exit ANTONIO. Claud. Good morrow, masters ; each his D. Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick: Why, D. Pedro. Come, let us hence, and put on
what's the matter, other weeds;
That you have such a February face, And then to Leonato's we will go.
So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness ? Claud. And, Hymen, now with fuckier is. Claud. I think, he thinks upon the savage sue speeds,
(gold, Than this, for whom we render'd up this woe! Tush, fear not, man, we'll tip thy horns with
[Exeunt. And all Europa shall rejoice at thee;
As once Europa did at lusty Jove,
When he would play the noble beast in love.
Bene. Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low; Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, BENEDICK, And some such strange bull leap'd your faBEATRICE, URSULA, Friar, and Hero.
ther's cow, Friar. Did I not tell you she was inno- And got a calf in that same noble feat, cent?
Much like to yon, for yon have just his bleat. Leon. So are the prince and Claudio, who Re-enter Antonio, with the Ladies masked. accus'd her,
Claud. For this I owe you; here come Upon the error that you heard debated :
other reckonings. But Margaret was in some fault for this ; Which is the lady I must seize upon? [her, Although against her will, as it appears Ant. This same is she, and I do give you In the true course of all the question.
Claud. Why, then she's mine: Sweet, let Ant. Well, I am glad that all things sort me see your face.
(her hand So well.
(enforc'd Leon. No, that you shall not, till you take Bene. And so am I, being else by faith Before this friar, and swear to marry her. To call young Claudio tó a reckoning for it. Claud. Give me your hand before this holy Leon. Well, daughter, and you gentlewo. friar; men all,
I am your husband, if yon like of me. Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves; Hero. And when I lived, I was your other And, when I send for you, come hither mask'd:
[Unmusking. The prince and Claudio promis'd by this hour And when you loved, you were my other To visit me:-You know your office, brother; husband. You must be father to your brother's daughter, Claud. Another Hero? And give her to young. Claudio.
Nothing certainer : (Exeunt Ladies. One Hero died defil'd; but I do live, Ant. Which I will do with confirm'd coun. And, surely as I live, I am a maid. [dead! tenance.
[think, D. Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is Bene. Friar, I must entreat your pains, I Leon. She died, my lord, but whiles her Friar. To do what, signior ?
[them, slander lived. Bene. To bind me, or undo me, one of Friar. All this amazement can I qualify; Signior Leonato, truth it is, good signior, When, after that the holy rites are ended, Your niece regards me with an eye of favour: I'll tell you largely of fair Hero's death: Leon. That eye my daughter lent her; Tis Mean time, let wonder seem familiar, most true.
[quite her. And to the chapel let us presently, Bene, And I do with an eye of love re- Bene. Soft and fair, friar. Which is Bea. Leon. The sight whereof, I think, you had trice?
Beat. I answer to that name; [Unmask. From Claudio, and the prince; But what's
What is your will? your will?
Bene. Do not you love me? Bene. Your answer, sir, is enigmatical : Beat.
No, no more thau reason. But, for my will, my will'is, your good will Bene. Why, then your uncle, and the May stand with oars, this day to be conjoin'd prince, and Claudio, In the estate of honourable marriage ;
Have been deceived; for tliey swore you did.
[ing. Beat. Do not you love me?
mour: Dost thou think, I care for a satire, or Bene.
No, no more than reason. an epigram? No: if a man will be beaten Beat. Why, then my cousin, Margaret, and with brains, he shall wear nothing handsome Ursula,
(did. about him: In brief, since I do propose to Are much deceiv'd; for they did swear you marry, I will think nothing to any purpose Bene. They swore that you were almost that the world can say against it; and there. sick for me.
fore never flout at me for what I have said Beut. They swore that you were well-nigh against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this dead for me.
(not love me? is my conclusion.-For thy part, Claudio, I Bene. 'Tis no such matter :-"Then, you do did think to have beaten thee; but in that * Beat. No, truly, but in friendly recompense. thou art like to be my kinsinan, live unbruised, Leon. Come, cousin, I am sure you love and love my cousin. the gentleman.
Claud. I had well hoped, thou wouldst Claud. And I'll be sworn upon't, that he have denied Beatrice, that I might have loves her ;
cudgelled thee out of thy single life, to make For here's a paper, written in his hand, thee a donble dealer; which, out of qnestion, A balting sonnet of his own pure brain, thou wilt be, if my cousin do not look ex. Fasbion'd to Beatrice.
ceeding narrowly to thee. Hero.
And here's another, Bene. Come, come, we are friends :- let's Writ in my cousin's hand, stolen from her have a dance 'ere we are married, that we pocket,
may lighten our own hearts, and our wives' Containing her affection unto Benedick. heels.
Bene. A miracle! here's our own hands Leon. We'll have dancing afterwards. against our hearts !--Come, 1 will have thee; Bene. First, o' my word; therefore, play, but, by this light, I take thee for pity.
music.Beut. I would not deny you; but, by this: Prince, thou art sad ; get thee a wife, get thee good day, I yield upon great persuasion; and, a wife : there is no statf more reverend than partly, to save your life, for I was told you; one tipped with horn. were in a consumption,
Enter a Messenger, Bene. Peace, I will stop yoár mouth. Mess. My lord, your brother John is ta’en
in flight, D. Pedro. How dost thou, "Benedick the And brought with armed men back to Messina. married man?
Bene. Think not on him till to-morrow, Bene, I'll tell thee what, prince; a college I'll devise thee brave punishments for him.of wit-crackers cannot fout me out of my hu- Strike up, pipers. [Dance, Ereunt.
This play may be justly said to contain two of the most sprightly characters that Shakspeare ever drew. The wit, the humourist, the gentleman, and the soldier, are combined in Benedick. It is to be lamented, indeed, that the first, and most splendid of these distinctions, is disgraced by unnecessary profaneness; for the goodness of his heart is hardly sufficient to atone for the license of his tongue. The too sarcastic levity, which flashes out in the conversation of Beatrice, may be excused on account of the steadiness and friendship so apparent in her behaviour, when she urges her lover to risque his life by a challenge to Claudio. In the conduct of the fable, however, there is an imperfection similar to that which Dr. Johnson has pointed out in the Merry Wives of Windsor :-the second contrivance is less ingenious than the first:-or,to speak more plainly, the same incident is become stale by repetition. I wish some other method had been found to entrap Beatrice, than that yery one which before had been successfully practised on Benedick.
Much Ado about Nothing (as I understand from one of Mr. Vertue's MSS.) formerly passed ander the title of Benedick and Beatrix. Heming the player received, on the 20th of May, 1613, the sum of forty pounds, and twenty, pounds more as bis Majesty's gratuity, for exhibiting six plays at Hampton Court, among which was this comedy.–ŠTEEVENS,
Persons represented. Theseus, Duke of Athens,
HERMIA, Daughter to Egeus, in love with EGEUS, Father to Hermia.
HELENA, in love with Demetrius, DEMETRIUS,} in love with Hermia.
OBERON, King of the Fairies. PHILOSTRA'TE, Master of the Revels to TITANIA, Queen of the Fairies. Theseus.
Puck, or ROBIN.GOODFELLOW, a Fairy. Quince, the Carpenter.
5:16 SNUG, the Joiner.
Fairies. Bottom, the Weaver.
Мотн, , FLOTE, The Bellows-mender.
MUSTARD-SEED, SNOUT, the Tinker:
PYRAMUS, STARVELING, the Tailor,
Characters in the InHIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, be- WALL,
terlude performed by trothed to Theseus,
MOONSHINE, } the Clowns.
Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta.
Ege. Foll of vexation come I,with complaint Athens. A Room in the Palace of Theseus, Stand forth, Demetrius ;--My noble lord, ?
Against my child, my daughter Hermia.Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILO. This man hath my consent to marry her Тазить STRATE, and Attendants.
Stand fortlı, Lysander;--and, my gracious duke, The. Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour This hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child: Draws on apace; four happy days bring in Thon, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her Another moon : but, oh, methinks, how slow rhymes, "This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, And interchang'd love-tokens with my child : Like to a step-dame, or a dowager, bontat1 Thou hast by moon-light at her window savg, Long withering out a young man's revenue. With feigning voice, verses of feigning love; Hip. Four days will quickly steep them. And stoln the impression of her fantasy selves in nights;
With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds +, Four nights will quickly dream away the time; cunceits,
(sengers And then the moon, like to a silver bow Knacks, trifes, nosegays, sweet-meats; mesNew bent in heaven, shall behold the night Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth: Of our solemnities.ee
With cnpning hast thou filch'd my daughter's Go, Philostrate,
heart; Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments ;
Turn'd beviobedience, which is due to me, Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth; To stubborn harshness:--And,my gracious duke, Turn melancholy forth to funerals,
Ee it so she will not here before your grace The pale companion is not for our pomp.- Consent to marry with Demetrius,
[Exit PHILOSTRATE. I beg the ancient privilege of Athens ; Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword, As she is mine, I may dispose of her: And won thy love, doing thee injuries ; Which sball be either to this gentleman, But I will wed thee in another key,
Or to her death;i according to our law, With pomp, with triąmpli, and with revelling- Immediately provided in that case. (maid : Enter EGRUS, HERMIA, LYSANDÉR, und The. Whatsay you, Hermia? be advis'd, fair
DEMETRIUS. Sunt it! To you your father should be as a god;
By him imprinted, and within bis power