Much Ado About Nothing (Folio 1, 1623)
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Much adoe about Nothing.365should take root, but by the faire weather that you make
¶owne haruest.
¶in his grace, and it better fits my bloud to be disdain'd of
370all, then to fashion a carriage to rob loue from any: in this
¶it must not be denied but I am a plaine dealing villaine, I
¶therefore I haue decreed, not to sing in my cage: if I had
375my mouth, I would bite: if I had my liberty, I would do
¶my liking: in the meane time, let me be that I am, and
¶seeke not to alter me.
380Who comes here? what newes Borachio?
¶
Enter Borachio.
¶your brother is royally entertained by Leonato, and I can
¶giue you intelligence of an intended marriage.
¶on? What is hee for a foole that betrothes himselfe to
¶Bor. Mary it is your brothers right hand.
390Bor. Euen he.
¶lookes he?
¶Bor. Mary on Hero, the daughter and Heire of Leo-
¶nato.
395Iohn. A very forward March-chicke, how came you
¶to this?
¶king a musty roome, comes me the Prince and Claudio,
¶hand in hand in sad conference: I whipt behind the Ar-
400ras, and there heard it agreed vpon, that the Prince should
¶wooe Hero for himselfe, and hauing obtain'd her, giue
¶her to Count Claudio.
¶Iohn. Come, come, let vs thither, this may proue food
¶mee?
¶Conr. To the death my Lord.
410greater that I am subdued, would the Cooke were of my
¶minde: shall we goe proue whats to be done?
¶
Exeunt.
¶
Actus Secundus.
415
Enter Leonato, his brother, his wife, Hero his daughter, and
¶Beatrice his neece, and a kinsman.
¶Beatrice. How tartly that Gentleman lookes, I neuer
420can see him, but I am heart-burn'd an howre after.
¶Beatrice. Hee were an excellent man that were made
¶iust in the mid-way betweene him and Benedicke, the one
¶is too like an image and saies nothing, and the other too
¶Iohns mouth, and halfe Count Iohns melancholy in Sig-
¶nior Benedicks face.
¶Beat. With a good legge, and a good foot vnckle, and
¶woman in the world, if he could get her good will.
¶Leon. By my troth Neece, thou wilt neuer get thee a
¶hornes.
¶euening: Lord, I could not endure a husband with a
¶beard on his face, I had rather lie in the woollen.
445beard.
¶my apparell, and make him my waiting gentlewoman? he
¶that hath a beard, is more then a youth: and he that hath
¶not for him: therefore I will euen take sixepence in ear-
¶nest of the Berrord, and leade his Apes into hell.
¶Leon. Well then, goe you into hell.
¶Beat. No, but to the gate, and there will the Deuill
455meete mee like an old Cuckold with hornes on his head,
¶and say, get you to heauen Beatrice, get you to heauen,
¶heere's no place for you maids, so deliuer I vp my Apes,
¶and away to S. Peter: for the heauens, hee shewes mee
¶where the Batchellers sit, and there liue wee as merry as
460the day is long.
¶father.
¶with a husband.
470tall then earth, would it not grieue a woman to be ouer-
¶her life to a clod of waiward marle? no vnckle, ile none:
¶to match in my kinred.
475Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you, if the
¶Prince doe solicit you in that kinde, you know your an-
¶swere.
¶be not woed in good time: if the Prince bee too impor-
¶out the answere, for heare me Hero, wooing, wedding, &
¶repenting, is as a Scotch ijgge, a measure, and a cinque-
¶repentance, and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-
Leonato.
