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MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.
Dea Proko, Prince of Arragon
A Serton. Dva Jees, kis bastard brother.
A Friar. Cuban, a young lord of Florence, favourite to A Boy.
Don Pedro. BERIB, a young lord of Padua, favourite likewise of Don Pedro.
Hero, daughter to Leonato.
BEATRICE, niece to Leonato.
URSULA, ET, } gentlewomen attending on Hero. Ceskab,
followers of Don John.
Messengers, Watch, and Attendants.
SCENE I. - Before Leonato's House. much better is it to weep at joy, than to joy at weepEste LEONATO, HERO, BEATRICE, and others, with
Beat. I pray you, is signior Montanto returned a Messenger.
from the wars, or no ? Iva. I learn in this letter, that Don Pedro of Mess. I know none of that name, lady; there was Arraçon comes this night to Messina.
none such in the army of any sort. Mes. He is very near by this; he was not three Leon. What is he that you ask for, niece ? legs of when I left him.
Hero. My cousin means signior Benedick of lea. How many gentlemen have you lost in
Padua. žis scien?
Mess. O, he is returned, and as pleasant as ever la. But fex of any sort, and none of name.
he was. lar. victory is twice itself, when the achiever Beat. He set up his bills here in Messina, and brings bome full numbers. I find here, that Don challenged Cupid at the flight: and my uncle's fool, Pada bath bestowed much honour on a young Flo- reading the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and Fertiz, called Claudio.
challenged him at the bird-bolt. — I pray you, how vez Much deserved on his part, and equally many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But remenbered by Don Pedro: He hath borne him how many hath he killed ? for, indeed, I promised Rif bered the promise of his age; doing, in the to eat all of his killing. are a lamb, the feats of a lion: he hath, indeed, Leon. Faith, niece, you tax signior Benedick too beze bettered expectation, than you must expect of much; but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. 2 to tell you bow.
Mess. He hath done good service, lady, in these Lea He hath an uncle here in Messina will be very much glad of it.
Beat. You had musty victual, and he hath holp Ves I have already delivered him letters, and to eat it: he is a very valiant trencher-man, he hath at appears much joy in him; even so much, that an excellent stomachi
. cuki at show itself modest enough, without a Mess. And a good soldier too, lady. badge a bitterness,
Beat. And a good soldier to a lady; - But what Isa. Did he break out into tears?
is he to a lord ? Mens la grest measure.
Mess. A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuffed laa. A kind overflow of kindness : There are with all honourable virtues. no les truer than those that are so washed. How
Beat. It is so, indeed: he is no less than a 111
stuffed man: but for the stuffing, - Well, we are certain, I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted : all mortal.
and I would I could find in my heart that I had not Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece : a hard heart : for, truly, I love none. there is a kind of merry war betwixt signior Bene- Beat. A dear happiness to women; they would dick and her: they never meet, but there is a skir- else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I mish of wit between them.
thank God, and my cold blood, I am of your huBeat. Alas, he gets nothing by that. In our last mour for that; I had rather hear my dog bark at a conflict, four of his five wits went halting off, and crow, than a man swear he loves me. now is the old man governed with one : so that if Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind! he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestibear it for a difference between himself and his nate scratched face. horse ; for it is all the wealth that he hath left, to Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, ap be known a reasonable creature. —
Who is his com- 'twere such a face as yours were. panion now ? He hath every month a new sworn Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. brother.
Beat. A bird of my tongue, is better than a beast Mess. Is it possible?
of yours. Beat. Very easily possible: he wears his faith but Bene. I would, my horse had the speed of your as the fashion of his hat, it ever changes with the tongue; and so good a continuer : But keep you next block.
way o' God's name; I have done. Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your Beat. You always end with a jade's trick; 1 books.
know you of old. Beat. No: an he were, I would burn my study. D. Pedro. This is the sum of all: Leonato, But, I pray you, who is his companion ? Is there signior Claudio, and signior Benedick, — my dea no young squarer now, that will make a voyage with friend Leonato hath invited you all. I tell him bim to the devil?
we shall stay here at the least a month ; and bi Aless. He is most in the company of the right heartily prays some occasion may detain us longer noble Claudio.
I dare swear he is no hypocrite, but prays from hi Beat. O Lord! he will hang upon him like a heart. disease: he is sooner caught than the pestilence, Leon. If you swear, my lord, you shall not b and the taker runs presently mad. God help the forsworn. - Let me bid you welcome, my lord noble Claudiu ! if he liave caught the Benedick, it being reconciled to the prince your brother, I ow will cost him a thousand pound ere he be cured.
you all duty. Mess. I will hold friends with you, lady.
D. John. I thank you : I am not of many word: Beut. Do, good friend.
but I thank you. Leon. You will never run mad, niece.
Leon. Please it your grace lead on? Beat. No, not till a hot January,
D. Pedro. Your hand, Leonato; we will go to Mess. Don Pedro is approached.
gether. [ Exeunt all but BENEDICK and CLAUDIC Enter Don Pedro, attended by Balthazar and of signior Leonato ?
Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daugliti others, Don Joux, CLAUDIO, and BENEDICK.
Bene. I noted her not : but I looked on ber. D. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come Claud. Is she not a modest young lady? to meet your trouble : the fashion of the world is to Bene. Do you question me as an honest ma avoid cost, and you encounter it.
should do, for my simple true judgment; or wou! Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the you have me speak after my custom, as being a pro likeness of your grace; for trouble being gone, fessed tyrant to their sex? comfort should remain; but when you depart Claud. No, I pray thee, speak in sober judgmen from me, sorrow abides, and happiness takes his Bene. Why, i'faith, methinks she is too low fi leave.
a high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and to D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too wil- little for a great praise : only this commendation lingly. - I think, this is your daughter.
can afford her; that were she other than she is, si Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. were unhandsome; and being no other but as stre i Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her ? I do not like ber.
Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you Claud. Thou thinkest I am in sport; I pr. a child.
thec, tell me truly how thou likest her. D. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick : we may Bene. Would you buy her, that you inquire aft guess by this what you are, being a man. Truly,
her? the lady, fathers herself: - Be happy, lady! for you Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel ? are like an honourable father.
Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But spe Bene. If signior Leonato be her father, she you this with a sad brow? or do you play the fiou would not have his head on her shoulders, for all ing Jack; to tell us Cupid is a good hare-finde Messina, as like him as she is.
and Vulcan a rare carpenter? Come, in what k Berit. I wonder that you will still be talking, shall a man take you, to go in the song? signior Benedick ; no body marks you.
Claud. In mine eye, she is the sweetest la Bene. What, my dear lady Disdain ! are you that ever I looked on. yet living.
Bene. I can see yet without spectacles, and Is Beat. Is it possible, disdain should die, while she no such matter : there's her cousin, an she were n hatha such meet food to feed it, as signior Benedick? possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much Courtesy itself' must convert to disdain, if you come beauty, as the first of May doth the last of Decembe in her presence.
But I hope, you have no intent to turn husikan Rene. Then is courtesy i turn-coat: - But it is have you?
Cent. I would scaree trust myself, though I had sible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns, warn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife. and set them in my forehead: and let me be vilely
Bene. Is it come to this, i'faith ? Hath not the painted; and in such great letters as they write, vald one man, but he will wear his cap with sus Here is good horse to hire, let them signify under my picion? Shall I never see a bachelor of three sign,– Here you may see Benedick the married man. bore again? Go to, i'faith: an thou wilt needs Claud. If this should ever happen, thou would'st trust thy neck into a yoke, wear the print of it, be horn-mad. nd sigh away Sundays. Look, Don Pedro is re- D. Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his turned to seek you.
quiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly.
Bene. I look for an earthquake too then.
D. Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the D. Petro. What secret hath held you here, that hours. In the mean time, good signior Benedick, pe fallowed not to Leonato's?
repair to Leonato's; commend me to him, and tell Benze. I would, your grace would constrain me him, I will not fail him at supper ; for, indeed, he dll.
hath made great preparation. D. Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance. Bene. I have almost matter enough in me for Bere. You hear, Count Claudio : I can be secret such an embassage ; and so I commit you sa durab man, I would have you think so; but on Claud. To the tuition of God: From my house, sy allegiance, - mark you this, on my allegiance : (if I had it) - He is in love. With who?- now that is your D. Pedro. The sixth of July: Your loving friend, Tace's part. — Mark, how short his answer is : Benedick. With Hero, Leonato's short daughter.
Bene. Nay, mock not, mock not: The body of Cand. If thus were so, so were it uttered. your discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, bene. Like the old tale, my lord : “it is not so, and the guards are but slightly basted on neither : & 'twas not so ; but, indeed, God forbid it should ere you fout old ends any further, examine your
conscience; and so I leave you. (Exit BENEDICK. Caut. If my passion change not shortly, God Claud. My liege, your highness now may do me farbid it should be otherwise.
good. D. Pedrs. Amen, if you love her ; for the lady D. Pedro. My love is thine to teach; teach it is very well worthy.
but how, Cad. You speak this to fetch me in, my lord. And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn D. Pedro. By my troth, I speak my thought. Any hard lesson that may do thee good. Card. And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine. Claud. Hath Leonato any son, my lord ? Bere. And, by my two faiths and troths, my D. Pedro. No child but Hero, she's his only Ind, I woke mine.
heir : Mand That I love her, I feel.
Dost thou affect her, Claudio ? D. Pedrs. That she is worthy, I know.
O my lord, Ene That I neither feel how she should be When you went onward on this ended action, Kred, sor know how she should be worthy, is the I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, pinia that fire cannot melt out of me; I will die That lik’d, but had a rougher task in hand in it at the stake.
Than to drive liking to the name of love : D. Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretick But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts is the despite of beauty.
Have left their places vacant, in their rooms Gere. And never could maintain his part, but come thronging soft and delicate desires, in the lurce of his will.
All prompting me how fair young Hero is, Bezze. That a woman conceived me, I thank Saying, I lik'd her ere I went to wars. b; that she brought me up, I likewise give her D. Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently soek temble thanks : but that I will have a recheat And tire the hearer with a book of words: rindal in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it; ariable baldrick, all women shall pardon me: And I will break with her, and with her father, Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust And thou shalt have her : Was't not to this end, *, I will do myself the right to trust none; and That thou began'st to twist so fine a story? te fine is, (for the which I may go the finer,) I Claud. How sweetly do you minister to love, will live a bachelor.
That know love's grief by his complexion ! 1. Pein. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale But lest my liking might too sudden seem, with lore.
I would have salv'd it with a longer treatise. Beac. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, D. Pedro. What need the bridge much broader ay lord; not with love : prove, that ever I lose
than the flood ? blood with love, than I will get again with The fairest grant is the necessity : dizking. pick out mine eyes with a ballad-maker's Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis once, thou lov'st ;
und hang me up at the door of a brothel-house, and I will fit thee with the remedy. la tee sign of blind Cupid.
I know, we shall have revelling to-night; 9. Pers. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this I will assume thy part in some disguise, lit, thou wilt prove a notable argument.
And tell fair Hero I am Claudio;
& me; and he that hits me, let him be clapped And take her hearing prisoner with the force the sonder, and called Adam.
And strong encounter of my amorous tale : D. Peters. Well , as time shall try:
Then, after, to her father will I break; le tae tie sange bull doth bear the yoke.
And, the conclusion is, she shall be thine : Bere. The sarage bull may; but if ever this sen- In practice let us put it presently. [Exeunus,
You have of late stood out against your brother SCENE II. - A Room in Leonato's House.
and he hath ta'en you newly into his grace; where Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO.
it is impossible you should take true root, but by
the fair weather that you make yourself: it is need Leon. How now, brother? Where is my cousin, ful that you frame the season for your own harvest. your son ? Hath he provided this musick ?
D. John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge Ant. He is very busy about it. But, brother, than a rose in his grace; and it better fits my blood can tell you strange news that you yet dreamed to be disdain'd of all, than to fashion a carriage to not of.
rob love from any: in this, though I cannot be said Leon. Are they good ?
to be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied Ant. As the event stamps them ; but they have a that I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with good cover, they show well outward. The prince a muzzle, and enfranchised with a clog: therefore I and Count Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached have decreed not to sing in my cage: If I had my alley in my orchard, were thus much overheard by a mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would man of mine : The prince discovered to Claudio, do my liking: in the mean time, let me be that I that he loved my niece your daughter, and meant to am, and seek not to alter me. acknowledge it this night in a dance; and, if he
Con. Can you make no use of your discontent ? found her accordant, he meant to take the present D. John. Í make all use of it, for I use it only. time by the top, and instantly break with you of it. Who comes here? What news, Borachio ?
Leon. Hath the fellow any wit, that told you this ?
Enter BORACHIO. and question him yourself,
Bora. I came yonder from a great supper; the Loon. No, no ; we will hold it as a dream, till it prince, your brother, is royally entertained by Leoappear itself: – but I will acquaint my daughter nato ; and I can give you intelligence of an intended withal, that she may be the better prepared for an marriage. answer, if peradventure this be true. Go you, and
D. John. Will it serve for any model to build tell her of it. Several persons cross the stage.] mischief on? What is he for a fool, that betroths Cousins, you know what you have to do. - 0, I cry himself to unquietness ? you mercy, friend: you go with me, and I will use
Bora. Marry, it is your brother's right hand. your skill : Good cousins, have a care this busy
D. John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio ? time.
[Exeunt. Bora. Even he.
D. John. A proper squire! And who, and who? SCENE III.-- Another Room in Leonato's House. which way looks he ? Enter Don John and CONRADE,
Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir
of Leonato. Con. What the goujere, my lord! why are you D. John. A very forward March-chick! How thus out of ineasure sad ?
came you to this? D. John. There is no measure in the occasion Bora. Being entertained for a perfumer, as I was that breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. smoking a musty room, comes me the prince and Con. You should hear reason.
Claudio, hand in hand, in sad conference: I whip D. John. And when I have heard it, what bless me behind the arras ; and there heard it agreed ing bringeth it?
upon, that the prince should woo Hero for himself, Con. If not a present remedy, yet a patient suf- and having obtained her, give her to count Claudio. ferance.
D. John. Come, come, let us thither ; this may D. John. I wonder, that thou being (as thou prove food to my displeasure : that young start-up say'st thou art) born under Saturn, goest about to hath all the glory of my overthrow; if I can cross apply a moral medicine to a mortifying mischief. I him any way, I bless myself every way: You are cannot hide what I am: I must be sad when I have both sure, and will assist me? cause, and smile at no man's jests; eat when I have Con. To the death, my lord. stomach, and wait for no man's leisure ; sleep when D. John. Let us to the great supper : their cheer I am drowsy, and tend to no man's business ; laugh is the greater, that I am subdued : "Would the cool when I am merry, and claw no man in his humour. were of my mind ! - Shall we go prove what's
Con. Yea, but you must not make the full show be done ? of this, till you inay do it without controlment. Bora. We'll wait upon your lordship. (Exeunt,
SCENE I. - A Hall in Leonato's House. Beat. He were an excellent man, that were made Enter Leonato, ANTONIO, Hero, BEATRICE,
just in the mid-way between him and Benedick
the one is too like an image, and says nothing; and and others.
the other, too like my lady's eldest son, evermor Leon. Was not count Johın here at supper ? tattling Ant. I saw him not.
Leon. Then half signior Benedick's tongue Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks! I never count John's mouth, and half count John's melan can see him, but I am heart-burned an hour choly in signior Benedick's face, after.
Beat. With a good leg, and a good foot, unc Hero. He is of a very melancholy disposition. and money enough in his purse, such a man woul
rin any woman in the world, - if he could get her Enter Don PEDRO, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHA
ZAR; Don Joux, BORACHIO, MARGARET, URSULA,
and others, masked.
D. Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your
. Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen friend ? Gal's sending that way: for it is said, God sends a Hero. So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and sco short horns; but to a cow too curst he say nothing, I am yours for the walk; and, espe
cially, when I walk away. Lar. So, by being too curst, God will send you
D. Pedro. With me in your company? to bores,
Hero. I may say so, when I please. Reat. Just, if he send me no husband; for the D. Pedro. And when please you to say so? which blessing, I am at him upon my knees every Hero. When I like your favour ; for God defend, serning and evening: Lord! I could not endure a the lute should be like the case ! husband with a beard on his face: I had rather lie D. Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within in the woollen.
the house is Jove.
D. Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love.
( Takes her aside.
Marg. God match me with a good dancer!
. No; but to the gate ; and there will the Balth. Amen. devil anest me, like an old cuckold, with horns on Marg. And God keep him out of my sight, when bis head, and say, Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get the dance is done ! - Answer, clerk. it to heaven; here's no place for you maids : so
Balth. No more words; the clerk is answered.
Ant. At a word, I am not.
, niece, (to Hero.] I trust, you will Urs. I know you by the waggling of your be ruled by your father,
. Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him.
Ant. At a word, I am not.
you by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? Beit
. Nct till God make men of some other lo to, mum, you are he: graces will appear, and restal ttaa earth. Would it not grieve a woman there's an end. to be prer-mastered with a piece of valiant dust? Beat. Will you not tell me who told you so ? a make an account of her life to a clod of wayward Bene. No, you shall pardon me. med? No, uncle, I'll none : Adain's sons are my Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are ? beteren; and truly, I hold it a sin to match in my Bene. Not now.
Beat. That I was disdainful, and that I had my Leon Daughter, remember, what I told you: if good wit out of the Hundred merry Tales ; Well, de prince do solicit you in that kind, you know this was signior Benedick that said so.
Bene. What's he? Bred. The fault will be in the musick, cousin, if Beat. I am sure, you know him well enough you be not wood in good time: if the prince be Bene. Not I, believe me. ou important, tell him, there is measure in every Beat. Did he never make you laugh? thing
, and so dance out the answer. For hear me, Bene. I pray you, what is he ? Here; Woving, wedding, and repenting, is as a Beat. Why, he is the prince's jester : a very dull Sesoteh jig
, a measure, and a cinque-pace! the first fool; only his gift is in devising impossible slanders : uit as back and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as fantastical ; the wedding, mannerly-modest, as a
none but libertines delight in bim; and the com
mendation is not in his wit, but in his villainy; for mesure full of state and ancientry; and then comes he both pleaseth men, and angers them, and then hepealance , and, with his bad legs, falls
into the they laugh at him, and beat him: I am sure he is dan pas-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his in the flect ; I would he had boarded me.
Bene. When I know the gentleman, r'll tell him Leza. Cousin
, you apprehend passing shrewdly. what you say. Berit. I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a Beat. Do, do : he'll but break a comparison or
; , , Letra De bevellers are entering; brother, make not laughed at, strikes him into melancholy ; and
then there's a partridge' wing saved, for the fool
Tatier, as é please me.
final with a husband.
darda by day-light.