Beatriceknow of it.
Beatriceshall couch vpon?
Beatrice:
Beatriceis, cannot be commendable,
Benedickelike couered fire,
Benedicke,
Benedicke.
Claudio.
Benedicke,
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I doe but stay till your marriage be consum
mate, and then go I toward Arragon.
Ile bring you thither my Lord, if you'l vouch
safe me.
Nay, that would be as great a soyle in the new
glosse of your marriage, as to shew a childe his new coat
and forbid him to weare it, I will onely bee bold with
Benedicke for his companie, for from the crowne of his
head, to the sole of his foot, he is all mirth, he hath twice
or thrice cut Cupids bow‑string, and the little hang‑man
dare not shoot at him, he hath a heart as sound as a bell,
and his tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinkes,
his tongue speakes.
Gallants, I am not as I haue bin.
So say I, methinkes you are sadder.
I hope he be in loue.
Hang him truant, there's no true drop of bloud
in him to be truly toucht with loue, if he be sad, he wants
money.
I haue the tooth‑ach.
Draw it.
Hang it.
You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards.
What? sigh for the tooth‑ach.
Where is but a humour or a worme.
Well, euery one cannot master a griefe, but hee
that has it.
Yet say I, he is in loue.
There is no appearance of fancie in him, vnlesse
it be a fancy that he hath to strange disguises, as to bee a
Dutchman to day, a Frenchman to morrow: vnlesse hee
haue a fancy to this foolery, as it appeares hee hath, hee
is no foole for fancy, as you would haue it to appeare
he is.
If he be not in loue
is no beleeuing old signes, a brushes his hat a mornings,
What should that bode?
Hath any man seene him at the Barbers?
No, but the Barbers man hath beene seen with
him, and the olde ornament of his cheeke hath already
stuft tennis balls.
Indeed he lookes yonger than hee did, by the
losse of a beard.
Nay a rubs himselfe
him out by that?
That's as much as to say, the sweet youth's in
loue.
The greatest note of it is his melancholy.
And
Yea, or to paint himselfe? for the which I heare
Nay, but his iesting spirit,
into a lute‑string, and now gouern'd by stops.
I doe but stay till your marriage be consum
mate, and then go I toward Arragon.
Ile bring you thither my Lord, if you'l vouch
safe me.
Nay, that would be as great a soyle in the new
glosse of your marriage, as to shew a childe his new coat
and forbid him to weare it, I will onely bee bold with
Benedicke for his companie, for from the crowne of his
head, to the sole of his foot, he is all mirth, he hath twice
or thrice cut Cupids bow‑string, and the little hang‑man
dare not shoot at him, he hath a heart as sound as a bell,
and his tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinkes,
his tongue speakes.
Gallants, I am not as I haue bin.
So say I, methinkes you are sadder.
I hope he be in loue.
Hang him truant, there's no true drop of bloud
in him to be truly toucht with loue, if he be sad, he wants
money.
I haue the tooth‑ach.
Draw it.
Hang it.
You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards.
What? sigh for the tooth‑ach.
Where is but a humour or a worme.
Well, euery one cannot master a griefe, but hee
that has it.
Yet say I, he is in loue.
There is no appearance of fancie in him, vnlesse
it be a fancy that he hath to strange disguises, as to bee a
Dutchman to day, a Frenchman to morrow: vnlesse hee
haue a fancy to this foolery, as it appeares hee hath, hee
is no foole for fancy, as you would haue it to appeare
he is.
If he be not in loue
is no beleeuing old signes, a brushes his hat a mornings,
What should that bode?
Hath any man seene him at the Barbers?
No, but the Barbers man hath beene seen with
him, and the olde ornament of his cheeke hath already
stuft tennis balls.
Indeed he lookes yonger than hee did, by the
losse of a beard.
Nay a rubs himselfe
him out by that?
That's as much as to say, the sweet youth's in
loue.
The greatest note of it is his melancholy.
And
Yea, or to paint himselfe? for the which I heare
Nay, but his iesting spirit,
into a lute‑string, and now gouern'd by stops.
Indeed that tels a heauy tale for him: conclude,
he is in loue.
Nay, but I know who loues him.
That would I know too, I warrant one that
knowes him not.
Yes, and his ill conditions, and in despight of all,
dies for him.
Shee shall be buried with her face vpwards.
Yet is this no charme for the tooth‑ake, old sig
nior, walke aside with mee, I haue studied eight or nine
wise words to speake to you, which these hobby‑horses
must not heare.
For my life to breake with him about
Beatrice.
'Tis euen so,
Hero and
Margaret haue by this
played their parts with
Beatrice, and then the two Beares
will not bite one another when they meete.
My Lord and brother, God saue you.
Good den brother.
If your leisure seru'd, I would speake with you.
In priuate
If it please you, yet Count
Claudio may heare,
for what I would speake of, concernes him.
What's the matter?
Meanes your Lordship to be married to mor
row?
You know he does.
I know not that when he knowes what I know.
If there be any impediment, I pray you disco
uer it.
You may thinke I loue you not, let that appeare
hereafter, and ayme better at me by that I now will ma
nifest, for my brother (I thinke, he holds you well, and in
dearenesse of heart) hath holpe to effect your ensuing
marriage: surely sute ill spent, and labour ill bestowed.
Why, what's the matter?
I came hither to tell you, and circumstances
shortned, (for she hath beene too long a talking of) the
Lady is disloyall.
Who
Hero?
Euen shee,
Leonatoes Hero, your
Hero, euery
mans
Hero.
Disloyall?
The word is too good to paint out her wicked
nesse, I could say she were worse, thinke you of a worse
title, and I will fit her to it: wonder not till further war
rant: goe but with mee to night, you shal see her cham
ber window entred, euen the night before her wedding
day, if you loue her, then to morrow wed her: But it
would better fit your honour to change your minde.
May this be so?
I will not thinke it.
If you dare not trust that you see, confesse not
that you know: if you will follow mee, I will shew you
enough, and when you haue seene more, & heard more,
proceed accordingly.
If I see any thing to night, why I should not
marry her to morrow in the congregation, where I shold
wedde, there will I shame her.
And as I wooed for thee to obtaine her, I will
ioyne with thee to disgrace her.
I will disparage her no farther, till you are my
witnesses, beare it coldly but till night, and let the issue
shew it selfe.
O day vntowardly turned!
O mischiefe strangelie thwarting!
O plague right well preuented! so will you
say, when you haue seene the sequele.
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<p n="1174">I doe but stay till your marriage be consum
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<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1176">Ile bring you thither my Lord, if you'l vouch
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<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1178">Nay, that would be as great a soyle in the new
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<hi rend="italic">Benedicke</hi>for his companie, for from the crowne of his
<lb n="1182"/>head, to the sole of his foot, he is all mirth, he hath twice
<lb n="1183"/>or thrice cut Cupids bow‑string, and the little hang‑man
<lb n="1184"/>dare not shoot at him, he hath a heart as sound as a bell,
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<sp who="#F-ado-ben">
<speaker rend="italic">Bene.</speaker>
<p n="1187">Gallants, I am not as I haue bin.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-leo">
<speaker rend="italic">Leo.</speaker>
<p n="1188">So say I, methinkes you are sadder.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Claud.</speaker>
<p n="1189">I hope he be in loue.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1190">Hang him truant, there's no true drop of bloud
<lb n="1191"/>in him to be truly toucht with loue, if he be sad, he wants
<lb n="1192"/>money.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-ben">
<speaker rend="italic">Bene.</speaker>
<p n="1193">I haue the tooth‑ach.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1194">Draw it.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-ben">
<speaker rend="italic">Bene.</speaker>
<p n="1195">Hang it.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Claud.</speaker>
<p n="1196">You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1197">What? sigh for the tooth‑ach.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-leo">
<speaker rend="italic">Leon.</speaker>
<p n="1198">Where is but a humour or a worme.</p>
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<sp who="#F-ado-ben">
<speaker rend="italic">Bene.</speaker>
<p n="1199">Well, euery one cannot master a griefe, but hee
<lb n="1200"/>that has it.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1201">Yet say I, he is in loue.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1202">There is no appearance of fancie in him, vnlesse
<lb n="1203"/>it be a fancy that he hath to strange disguises, as to bee a
<lb n="1204"/>Dutchman to day, a Frenchman to morrow: vnlesse hee
<lb n="1205"/>haue a fancy to this foolery, as it appeares hee hath, hee
<lb n="1206"/>is no foole for fancy, as you would haue it to appeare
<lb n="1207"/>he is.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1208">If he be not in loue<choice>
<orig>vvith</orig>
<corr>with</corr>
</choice>some<choice>
<orig>vvoman</orig>
<corr>woman</corr>
</choice>, there
<lb n="1209"/>is no beleeuing old signes, a brushes his hat a mornings,
<lb n="1210"/>What should that bode?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1211">Hath any man seene him at the Barbers?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1212">No, but the Barbers man hath beene seen with
<lb n="1213"/>him, and the olde ornament of his cheeke hath already
<lb n="1214"/>stuft tennis balls.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-leo">
<speaker rend="italic">Leon.</speaker>
<p n="1215">Indeed he lookes yonger than hee did, by the
<lb n="1216"/>losse of a beard.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1217">Nay a rubs himselfe<choice>
<orig>vvith</orig>
<corr>with</corr>
</choice>Ciuit, can you smell
<lb n="1218"/>him out by that?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1219">That's as much as to say, the sweet youth's in
<lb n="1220"/>loue.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1221">The greatest note of it is his melancholy.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1222">And<choice>
<orig>vvhen</orig>
<corr>when</corr>
</choice>
<choice>
<orig>vvas</orig>
<corr>was</corr>
</choice>he<choice>
<orig>vvont</orig>
<corr>wont</corr>
</choice>to<choice>
<orig>vvash</orig>
<corr>wash</corr>
</choice>his face<c rend="italic">?</c>
</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1223">Yea, or to paint himselfe? for the which I heare
<lb n="1224"/>
<choice>
<orig>vvhat</orig>
<corr>what</corr>
</choice>they say of him.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1225">Nay, but his iesting spirit,<choice>
<orig>vvhich</orig>
<corr>which</corr>
</choice>is now crept
<lb n="1226"/>into a lute‑string, and now gouern'd by stops.</p>
</sp>
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<cb n="1"/>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1227">Indeed that tels a heauy tale for him: conclude,
<lb n="1228"/>he is in loue.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1229">Nay, but I know who loues him.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prince.</speaker>
<p n="1230">That would I know too, I warrant one that
<lb n="1231"/>knowes him not.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Cla.</speaker>
<p n="1232">Yes, and his ill conditions, and in despight of all,
<lb n="1233"/>dies for him.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1234">Shee shall be buried with her face vpwards.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ben">
<speaker rend="italic">Bene.</speaker>
<p n="1235">Yet is this no charme for the tooth‑ake, old sig
<lb n="1236"/>nior, walke aside with mee, I haue studied eight or nine
<lb n="1237"/>wise words to speake to you, which these hobby‑horses
<lb n="1238"/>must not heare.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1239">For my life to breake with him about<hi rend="italic">Beatrice</hi>.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1240">'Tis euen so,<hi rend="italic">Hero</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Margaret</hi>haue by this
<lb n="1241"/>played their parts with<hi rend="italic">Beatrice</hi>, and then the two Beares
<lb n="1242"/>will not bite one another when they meete.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Iohn the Bastard.</stage>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1243">My Lord and brother, God saue you.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1244">Good den brother.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1245">If your leisure seru'd, I would speake with you.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prince.</speaker>
<p n="1246">In priuate<c rend="italic">?</c>
</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1247">If it please you, yet Count<hi rend="italic">Claudio</hi>may heare,
<lb n="1248"/>for what I would speake of, concernes him.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1249">What's the matter?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Basta.</speaker>
<p n="1250">Meanes your Lordship to be married to mor
<lb n="1251"/>row?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1252">You know he does.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1253">I know not that when he knowes what I know.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1254">If there be any impediment, I pray you disco
<lb n="1255"/>uer it.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1256">You may thinke I loue you not, let that appeare
<lb n="1257"/>hereafter, and ayme better at me by that I now will ma
<lb n="1258"/>nifest, for my brother (I thinke, he holds you well, and in
<lb n="1259"/>dearenesse of heart) hath holpe to effect your ensuing
<lb n="1260"/>marriage: surely sute ill spent, and labour ill bestowed.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1261">Why, what's the matter?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bastard.</speaker>
<p n="1262">I came hither to tell you, and circumstances
<lb n="1263"/>shortned, (for she hath beene too long a talking of) the
<lb n="1264"/>Lady is disloyall.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1265">Who<hi rend="italic">Hero</hi>?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1266">Euen shee,<hi rend="italic">Leonatoes Hero</hi>, your<hi rend="italic">Hero</hi>, euery
<lb n="1267"/>mans<hi rend="italic">Hero</hi>.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1268">Disloyall?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1269">The word is too good to paint out her wicked
<lb n="1270"/>nesse, I could say she were worse, thinke you of a worse
<lb n="1271"/>title, and I will fit her to it: wonder not till further war
<lb n="1272"/>rant: goe but with mee to night, you shal see her cham
<lb n="1273"/>ber window entred, euen the night before her wedding
<lb n="1274"/>day, if you loue her, then to morrow wed her: But it
<lb n="1275"/>would better fit your honour to change your minde.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Claud.</speaker>
<p n="1276">May this be so?</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Princ.</speaker>
<p n="1277">I will not thinke it.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1278">If you dare not trust that you see, confesse not
<lb n="1279"/>that you know: if you will follow mee, I will shew you
<lb n="1280"/>enough, and when you haue seene more, & heard more,
<lb n="1281"/>proceed accordingly.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Clau.</speaker>
<p n="1282">If I see any thing to night, why I should not
<lb n="1283"/>marry her to morrow in the congregation, where I shold
<lb n="1284"/>wedde, there will I shame her.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1285">And as I wooed for thee to obtaine her, I will
<lb n="1286"/>ioyne with thee to disgrace her.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bast.</speaker>
<p n="1287">I will disparage her no farther, till you are my
<lb n="1288"/>witnesses, beare it coldly but till night, and let the issue
<lb n="1289"/>shew it selfe.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-ped">
<speaker rend="italic">Prin.</speaker>
<p n="1290">O day vntowardly turned!</p>
</sp>
<cb n="2"/>
<sp who="#F-ado-cla">
<speaker rend="italic">Claud.</speaker>
<p n="1291">O mischiefe strangelie thwarting!</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ado-joh">
<speaker rend="italic">Bastard.</speaker>
<p n="1292">O plague right well preuented! so will you
<lb n="1293"/>say, when you haue seene the sequele.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
</div>