15021418 Enter Hero, and Margaret, and Vrsula. 15031419Hero Good Vr
sula wake my co
sin Beatrice, and de
sire her
15081424Marg. Troth I thinke your other rebato were better.
15091425Hero No pray thee good Meg, ile weare this.
15101426Marg. By my troth's not
so good, and I warrant your co
sin
15121428Hero My co
sin's a foole, and thou art another, ile weare
F none
Much adoe
15141430Mar I like the new tire within excelently, if the haire were a
15151431thought browner: and your gown's a mo
st rare fa
shion yfaith,
15161432I
saw the Dutche
sse of Millaines gowne that they prai
se
so.
15191434Marg. By my troth's but a night-gown it re
spe
ct of yours,
15201435cloth a gold and cuts, and lac'd with
siluer,
set with pearles,
15211436downe
sleeues,
side
sleeues, and skirts, round vnderborne with
15221437a blewi
sh tin
sell, but for a
fine queint graceful and excelent fa
- 15241439Hero God giue me ioy to weare it, for my heart is exceed
- 15261441Marg. T'will be heauier
soone by the weight of a
15281443Hero Fie vpon thee, art not a
shamed?
15291444Marg. Of what lady? of
speaking honourably? is not marri
- 15301445age honourable in a beggar? is not your Lord honourable
15311446without mariage? I thinke you would haue me
say,
sauing your
15321447reuerence a husband: & bad thinking do not wre
st true
spea
- 15331448king, ile o
ffend no body, is there any harm in the heauier, for a
15341449husband? none I thinke, and it be the right husband, and the
15351450right wife, otherwi
se tis light and not heauy, aske my lady Beatrice
15411455Hero Why how now? do you
speake in the
sicke tune?
15421456Beat. I am out of all other tune, me thinkes.
15431457Mar Clap's into Light a loue, (that goes without a burden,)
15441458do you
sing it, and ile daunce it.
15451459Beat. Ye Light aloue with your heels, then if your husband
15461460haue
stables enough youle
see he
shall lacke no barnes.
15481461Mar. O illegitimate con
stru
ction! I
scorne that with my
15501463Beat. Tis almo
st fiue a clocke co
sin, tis time you were rea
- 15511464dy, by my troth I am exceeding ill, hey ho.
15521465Mar. For a hauke, a hor
se, or a husband?
Beat.
about Nothing.
15531466Beat. For the letter that begins them al, H.
15541467Mar. Wel, and you be not turnde Turke, theres no more
15561469Beat. What meanes the foole trow?
15571470Mar. Nothing I, but God
send euery one their hearts de
- 15591472Hero The
se gloues the Counte
sent me, they are an excel
- 15611474Beat. I am
stuft co
sin, I cannot
smell.
15621475Mar. A maide and
stuft! theres goodly catching of
15641477Beat. O God help me, God help me, how long haue you
15661479Mar. Euer
since you left it, doth not my wit become me
15681481Beat. It is not
seene enough, you
should weare it in your
15701483Mar. Get you
some of this di
still'd
carduus benedictus,
15711484and lay it to your heart, it is the onely thing for a qualme.
15721485Hero There thou prick
st her with a thi
ssel.
15731486Beat. Benedictus, why
benedictus? you haue
some moral in this
15751488Mar. Morall? no by my troth I haue no morall meaning,
15761489I meant plaine holy thi
ssel, you may thinke perchaunce that I
15771490think you are in loue, nay birlady I am not
such a foole to think
15781491what I li
st, nor I li
st 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 di
spight
15831496of his heart he eates his meate without grudging, and how you
15851497may be conuerted I know not, but me thinkes you looke with
15871499Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keepes?
15881500Marg. Not a fal
se gallop.
Enter Vrsula. 15901501Vrsula Madame withdraw, the prince, the Count,
signior
15911502Benedicke, Don Iohn, and all the gallants of the towne are
F2 come
Much adoe
15931504Hero Help to dre
sse me good coze, good Meg, good Vr
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