Much Ado About Nothing (Folio 1, 1623)
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Enter Prince, Claudio, Benedicke, and Leonato.
1210mate, and then go I toward Arragon.
¶Clau. Ile bring you thither my Lord, if you'l vouch-
¶safe me.
1215and 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
1220and his tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinkes,
¶his tongue speakes.
¶Bene. Gallants, I am not as I haue bin.
¶Claud. I hope he be in loue.
1225Prin. 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.
¶Bene. I haue the tooth-ach.
¶Prin. Draw it.
1230Bene. Hang it.
¶Leon. Where is but a humour or a worme.
1235that has it.
1240haue 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.
1245What should that bode?
¶him, and the olde ornament of his cheeke hath alreadie
¶stuft tennis balls.
1250Leon. Indeed he lookes yonger than hee did, by the
¶him out by that?
1255loue.
¶vvhat they say of him.
¶Prin. Indeed that tels a heauy tale for him: conclude,
¶he is in loue.
¶Clau. Nay, but I know who loues him.
1265Prince. That would I know too, I warrant one that
¶knowes him not.
¶dies for him.
¶must not heare.
¶Prin. For my life to breake with him about Beatrice.
¶played their parts with Beatrice, and then the two Beares
¶will not bite one another when they meete.
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Enter Iohn the Bastard.
1280Prin. Good den brother.
¶Prince. In priuate?
¶for what I would speake of, concernes him.
1285Prin. What's the matter?
¶row?
¶Prin. You know he does.
¶Bast. I know not that when he knowes what I know.
¶uer it.
¶Bast. 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
¶Prin. Why, what's the matter?
1300Lady is disloyall.
¶Clau. Who Hero?
¶mans Hero.
1305Bast. The word is too good to paint out her wicked-
¶title, and I will fit her to it: wonder not till further war-
¶ber window entred, euen the night before her wedding
1310day, if you loue her, then to morrow wed her: But it
¶would better fit your honour to change your minde.
¶Princ. I will not thinke it.
1315that you know: if you will follow mee, I will shew you
¶enough, and when you haue seene more, & heard more,
¶proceed accordingly.
¶marry her to morrow in the congregation, where I shold
1320wedde, there will I shame her.
¶Prin. And as I wooed for thee to obtaine her, I will
¶ioyne with thee to disgrace her.
¶Prin. O day vntowardly turned!
Exit.
