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2042Kemp. Flat Burglarie as euer was committed.
2045Watch 1. And that Count Claudio did meane vpon his
2047not marry her.
2049lasting redemption for this.
2051Watch. This is all.
2054was in this manner accus'd, in this very manner refus'd,
2057I will goe before, and shew him their examination.
2058Const. Come, let them be opinion'd.
2059Sex. Let them be in the hands of Coxcombe.
2060Kem. Gods my life, where's the Sexton? let him write
2061downe the Princes Officer Coxcombe: come, binde them
2062thou naughty varlet.
2067though it be not written down, yet forget not yt I am an
2072Messina, and one that knowes the Law, goe to, & a rich
2073fellow enough, goe to, and a fellow that hath had losses,
2074and one that hath two gownes, and euery thing hand-
2075some about him: bring him away: O that I had been writ
2077Actus Quintus.
2078 Enter Leonato and his brother.
2085Nor let no comfort delight mine eare,
2087Bring me a father that so lou'd his childe,
2088Whose ioy of her is ouer-whelmed like mine,
2089And bid him speake of patience,
2090Measure his woe the length and bredth of mine,
2093In euery lineament, branch, shape, and forme:
2096Patch griefe with prouerbs, make misfortune drunke,
2097With candle-wasters: bring him yet to me,
2098And I of him will gather patience:
2099But there is no such man, for brother, men
2103Would giue preceptiall medicine to rage,
2105Charme ache with ayre, and agony with words,
2111My griefs cry lowder then aduertisement.
2114For there was neuer yet Philosopher,
2115That could endure the tooth-ake patiently,
2116How euer they haue writ the stile of gods,
2121My soule doth tell me, Hero is belied,
2123And all of them that thus dishonour her.
2124 Enter Prince and Claudio.
2126Prin. Good den, good den.
2127Clau. Good day to both of you.
2128Leon. Heare you my Lords?
2132Prin. Nay, do not quarrell with vs, good old man.
2134Some of vs would lie low.
2135Claud. Who wrongs him?
2137Nay, neuer lay thy hand vpon thy sword,
2138I feare thee not.
2141Infaith my hand meant nothing to my sword.
2143I speake not like a dotard, nor a foole,
2144As vnder priuiledge of age to bragge,
2145What I haue done being yong, or what would doe,
2146Were I not old, know Claudio to thy head,
2148That I am forc'd to lay my reuerence by,
2149And with grey haires and bruise of many daies,
2150Doe challenge thee to triall of a man,
2152Thy slander hath gone through and through her heart,
2155Saue this of hers, fram'd by thy villanie.
2156Claud. My villany?
2159Leon. My Lord, my Lord,
2160Ile proue it on his body if he dare,
2162His Maie of youth, and bloome of lustihood.
2163Claud. Away, I will not haue to do with you.
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