Leon. Her mother hath


times told me fo. Bene. Were you in doubt, Sir, that you asked her?

Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a child.

Pedro. You have it full, Benedick; we may guess by this what you are, being a man. Truly the lady fathers herself; be happy, Lady, for you are like an honourable father,

Bene. If Signior Leonato be her father, she would not have his head on her fhoulders for all Messina, as like him as she is.

Beat. I wonder that you will ftill be talking, Signior Benedick; no body marks you.

Bene. What, my dear lady Difdain! are you yet Jiving? : Beat. Is it poflible Disdain should die, while she hath such meet food to feed on as Signior Benedick? Courtefy itself must convert to Disdain if you come in her presence.

Bene. Thén is Courtesy a turn-coat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted; and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart, for truly I love none.

Beat. A dear happiness to women; they would else have been troubled with a pernicious fuitor. I thank God and my cold blood I am of your humour for that; I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man fwear he loves me.

Bene. God keep your Ladyship still in that inind! fo some gentleman or other thall 'scape a predestinate fcratched face.

Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, an Puwere such a face as yours were.

Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.

Beat. A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.

Bene. I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and so good a continuer; but keep your way a God's name, I have done.

Beat. You always end with a jade's trick; I know you of old.

Pedro. This is the fum of all: LeonatoSignior Claudio, and Signior Benedick, my dear friend Leonato hath invited you all; I tell him, we thall stay here at the least a month; and he heartily prays fome occasion may detain us longer: I dare {wear he is no hypocrite, but prays from his heart.

Leon. If you fwear, my Lord, you shall not be forsworn. Let me bid you welcome, my Lord ; being reconciled to the prince your brother, I owe you all duty.

John. I thank you; I am not of many words, but I thank you.

Leon. Please it Grace lead on?
Pedro. Your hand, Leonato, we will go together.

[Exeunt all but Benedick and Claudio. Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato?

Bene. I noted her not, but I looked on her.
Claud. Is she not a modest young lady?

Bene. Do you question me as an honest man should do, for my fimple true judgment? or would you have me speak after my cultom, as being a professed tyrant to their sex?

Claud. No, I prythee, speak in sober judgment. & Bene. Why, i' faith, methinks she is too low for an high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too little for a great praise;.only this commendation I can afford her, that were the other than she


is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her.

Claud. Thou thinkest I am in sport; I pray thee tell me truly how thou likest her.

Bene Would you buy her, that you enquire after her?

Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel?
Benz. Yeay

, and a case to put it into. But speak you this with a fad brow? or do you play the Houting Jack, to tell us Cupid is a good hare-finder, and Vulcan a rare carpenter? Come,' in what key shall a man take you to go in the song?

Claud. In mine eye fhe is the sweetest lady that I ever looked on. :- Bene. I can fee yet without spectacles, and I fee no such matter; there's her coufin, if she were not pofleffed with such a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty, as the firft of May doth the last of December: but I hope you have no intent to turn hufband, have you?

7 (laud. I would scarce trust myself, though I had fworn the contrary, if Hero would be my wife.

Bene. Is't come to this, in faith? hath not the world one man but he will wear his cap with sufpicion? shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again? Go to, i'faiths if thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke, wear the print of it, and figh away Sundays : Look, Don Pedro is returned to

feek you.

Re-enter Don PEDŘo and Don johŃ. Pedro. What secret hath held you here, that you followed not to Leonato's house?

Bene. I would your Grace would constrain me to tell. io Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance. VOL. III.



· Bene. You hear, Count Claudio, I can be fecret as a dumb man, I would have you think fo; but on my allegiance, mark you this, on my allegi

he is in love; with whom? now that is your Grace's part: mark how fhort his answer is, with Hero, Leonato's short daughter.

Claud. If this were fo, fo were it uttered,

Bene. Like the old tale, my Lord, it is not so, nør 'twas not so; but, indeed, God forbid it should be fo.

Claud. If my paffien change inot shortly, God forbid it fhould be otherwise.

Pedrs. Amen, if you love her, for the lady is very well worthy.

Claud. You speak this to fetch me in, my Lord.
Pedro. By my troth, I speak my thought.
Claud. And, in faith, my Lord, I spoke mine.

Bene. And by my two faiths and troths, my Lord, I speak mine.

Claud. That I love her I feel. ;
Pedro. That she is worthy I know.

Bene. That I neither feel how the hould be loved, nor know how ifhe Thould be worthy, is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me; I will die in it at the stake.

Pedro. Tkon tralt ever an obstinate heretic in the despight of beauty.

Claud. And never could maintain his part, but in the force of his will.

Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her; that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks: but that I will have a recheate winded in my forehead, cr hang my bugle in an invisible baldric, all women thall pardon me;

because I will not do them the wrong, to mis trust any, I will do myfelf the right to trust none;

and the fine is, (for the which I may go the finer,) I will live a bachelor..

Pedro. I fhall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love.

Bene. With anger, with fickness, or with hunger, my Lord, rior with love: prove that ever I lose more blood with love, than I will get again with drinking, pick out mine eyes with a balladmaker's pen, and hang me up at the door of a brothel-house for the fign of blind Cupid.

- Pedro. Well, if ever thou doit fall from this faith, thou wilt prove a notable argument,

Bene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a caten and shoot at me; and he that hits me, let him be clapt on the shoulder, and called Adam. (3)

(3) Anot be that hits me, let him be dipt on the flouider, and Callei Adam.] But why fhould he therefore be called Adam! perhaps by a quotation or two we may be able to trace the Poet's allufion here. In Law Tricks, or, who would have fenught it? (a comedy written by John Day, and printed in 1608) I-find this fpeech. i bave beard old Adam was a

at honest man and a good gardener; loved lettice well, salads and cabbage rcalonable well, yet no tobacco.-Again, Adain Beil, a lub'ftantial outlaw, and a palfing good archer, yet no tobacconist. By chis it appears that Adam Belt at that time of day was of reputation for his skill at the bov. I find him agair mentioned in a burlesque puem of Sir William Davenaui's, called The ling vacation in London.

Now lean attorney, that his cheele
Ne'er pared, nor verses took for fees,
Aad aged Pro&or, that controuls
The feats of punk in court of Pauls,
Do each witli folemn oath agree
To meet in fields of Finsbury:
With loins in canvass bow-cafe tied,
Where arrows stick with mickle pride;
With bats pion'd lip. and bow in hand,
All dáy quoft fiercely there they stand,

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