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as, God help, I would desire they were ; but, in faith,
Verg. Yes, I thank God, I am as honest as any man
Dogb. Comparisons are odorous: palabras, neighbour Verges.
Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious.
Dogb. It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but, truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.
Leon. All thy tediousness on me! ha!
Dogb. Yea, an 'twere a thousand times more than 'tis : for I hear as good exclanation on your worship, as of any man in the city; and though I be but a poor man, I am glad to hear it.
Verg. And so am I.
Verg. Marry, sir, our watch to-night, excepting your worship's presence, have ta'en a couple of as arrant knares as any in Messina.
Dogb. A gooit old man, sir; he will be talking; es they say, When the age is in, the wit is out; God help us! it is a world to see!-Well said, i'faith, neighbour Verges :-well, God's a good nian; an two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind :- An honest soul, i'caith, sir; by my troth he is, as ever broke bread: but, God is to be worshipped : All men are not alike; alas, good neighbour!
Leon. Indeed, neighbour, he comes too short of you.
Dogb. One word, sir: our watch, sir, have indeed comprehended two auspicious persons, and we would have them this morning examined before your worship.
Leon. Take their examination yourself, and bring it me; I am now in great haste, as it may appear uuto you.
Dogb. It shall be suffigance.
[Ereunt Leonato and Vessenger Dogb, Go, good partner, go, get you to P'ra ucis
Seacoal, bit him bring his pen and Inkhorn to the gaol:
Verg. And we must do it wisely.
Dogb. We will spare for no wit, I warrant sou; here's that (touching his forehead) shall drise some of them to a non com: only get the learned writer to set down our excommunication, and meet ane at the gaol.
be of laugand thee by, friar.-Father, by your leave;
SCENE I.-The Inside of a Church.
Friar, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, HERO, and
Leon. Come, friar Francis, he brief; onls to the plain form of marriage, and you shall recount their particular duties afterwards.
Friar. You come hither, my lord, to marry this lady?
Leon. To be married to her, friar; you come to marry her.
Friar. Lady, you come hither to be married to this count ! Hero. I do.
Friar. If either of you know any inward impediment why you should not be conjoined, I charge you, on your souls, to utter it.
Hero. None, my lord.
!, not knowing what they do!
as, ha! ha! he!
Leon. As freely, son, at Gout did give her me.
V. Pedro. Nothing, unless you render her again.
Bene..daily do! mer
Claud. Sweet prince, you learn me noble thankfulThere, Leonato, take her back again
Leon. What do you mean, my lord!
Not to be married, Not knit
knit my soul to an approved wanton. Leon. Dear my lord, if you, in your own prool, Have vanquish'd the resistance of her youth,
so extenuate the 'forehand sin:
Hero. And seem'd I ever otherwise to you?
Venus, or those pamper'd animals,
Hero. Is my lord well, that he doth speak so wide!
What should I speak ?
True, O God!
Leon. All this is so : But what of this, my lord ?
aud. To make you answer truly to your name. Pour window,
more Beat. Why, how Hero! why, Hero! - Uncle! - Signior Benedick!-Friar!
what outward graces
flight, Dead, I think – Help, uncle ! Leon. O fate, take not away thy heavy hand! may
be wish'd for.
And, by that fatherly and kindly power
Leon. I charge thee do so, as thou art my child.
Is it not Hero? Who can blot that name
Marry, that can Hero;
betwixt twelve and one ?
Hero. I talk'd with no man at that hour, my lord.
D. Pedro. Why, then are you no maiden.-Leonato, 1 Myself, my brother,
Must hear : Upon mine honour,
this grieved count,
Fy, fy! they are
had been pinced
and counsels of thy heart!
here a point for me?
(Hero swoons.) now, cousin wherefore sink you down? D. John. Come let us go : these things, come thus to Sinother her spirits up. Bene. How doth the lady
Exeunt Don Pedro, Don John, and Claudio.
How now, cousin Hero?
Dost thou look up ?
Leon. Wherefore? Why, doth not every earthly
Sir, sir, be patient :
Real. O, on my soul, my cousin is belied !
Beat. No, truly, not; although, until last night
Leon, Confirm'd, confirm'd! O, that is stronger made.
Friar. Hear me a little ;