15531466Beat. For the letter that begins them al, H.

15541467Mar. Wel, and you be not turnde Turke, theres no more

15551468sayling by the starre.

15561469Beat. What meanes the foole trow?

15571470Mar. Nothing I, but God send euery one their hearts de-

15581471sire.

15591472Hero These gloues the Counte sent me, they are an excel-

15601473lent perfume.

15611474Beat. I am stuft cosin, I cannot smell.

15621475Mar. A maide and stuft! theres goodly catching of

15631476colde.

15641477Beat. O God help me, God help me, how long haue you

15651478profest apprehension?

15661479Mar. Euer since you left it, doth not my wit become me

15671480rarely?

15681481Beat. It is not seene enough, you should weare it in your

15691482cap, by my troth I am sicke.

15701483Mar. Get you some of this distill'd carduus benedictus,

15711484and lay it to your heart, it is the onely thing for a qualme.

15721485Hero There thou prickst her with a thissel.

15731486Beat. Benedictus, why benedictus? you haue some moral in this

15741487benedictus.

15751488Mar. Morall? no by my troth I haue no morall meaning,

15761489I meant plaine holy thissel, you may thinke perchaunce that I

15771490think you are in loue, nay birlady I am not such a foole to think

15781491what I list, nor I list not to thinke what I can, nor indeed I can

15791492not think, if I would thinke my heart out of thinking, that you

15801493are in loue, or that you will be in loue, or that you can be in

15811494loue: yet Benedicke was such another, and now is he become a

15821495man, he swore he would neuer marry, and yet now in dispight

15831496of his heart he eates his meate without grudging, and how you

15851497may be conuerted I know not, but me thinkes you looke with

15861498your eies as other women do.

15871499Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keepes?

15881500Marg. Not a false gallop. Enter Vrsula.

15901501Vrsula Madame withdraw, the prince, the Count, signior

15911502Benedicke, Don Iohn, and all the gallants of the towne are

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