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Much Ado About Nothing:
Act 2, Scene 1


           Enter LEONATO, [ANTONIO]
           his brother, HERO his daughter,
           and BEATRICE his niece, [MARGARET,
           URSULA,] and a KINSMAN.

      LEONATO
  1   Was not Count John here at supper?

      ANTONIO
  2   I saw him not.

      BEATRICE
  3   How tartly that gentleman looks! I never can
  4   see him but I am heart-burn'd an hour after.

      HERO
  5   He is of a very melancholy disposition.

      BEATRICE
  6   He were an excellent man that were made
  7   just in the midway between him and Benedick:
  8   the one is too like an image and says nothing,
  9   and the other too like my lady's eldest son,
 10   evermore tattling.

      LEONATO
 11   Then half Signior Benedick's tongue in
 12   Count John's mouth, and half Count John's
 13   melancholy in Signior Benedick's face,—

      BEATRICE
 14   With a good leg and a good foot, uncle,
 15   and money enough in his purse, such a
 16   man would win any woman in the world,
 17   if a' could get her good will.

      LEONATO
 18   By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a
 19   husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue.

      ANTONIO
 20   In faith, she's too curst.

      BEATRICE
 21   Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen
 22   God's sending that way; for it is said, 'God
 23   sends a curst cow short horns'; but to a cow
 24   too curst he sends none.

      LEONATO
 25   So, by being too curst, God will send you
 26   no horns.

      BEATRICE
 27   Just, if he send me no husband; for the
 28   which blessing I am at him upon my knees
 29   every morning and evening. Lord, I could
 30   not endure a husband with a beard on his
 31   face: I had rather lie in the woollen.

      LEONATO
 32   You may light on a husband that hath no
 33   beard.

      BEATRICE
 34   What should I do with him? dress him in my
 35   apparel and make him my waiting-gentlewoman?
 36   He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he
 37   that hath no beard is less than a man: and he that
 38   is more than a youth is not for me, and he that is
 39   less than a man, I am not for him: therefore, I will
 40   even take sixpence in earnest of the berrord, and
 41   lead his apes into hell.

      LEONATO
 42   Well, then, go you into hell?

      BEATRICE
 43   No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet
 44   me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head,
 45   and say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to
 46   heaven; here's no place for you maids': so deliver
 47   I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter
 48   for the heavens; he shows me where the bachelors
 49   sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long.

      ANTONIO [To Hero.]
 50   Well, niece, I trust you will be ruled
 51   by your father.

      BEATRICE
 52   Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make cur'sy
 53   and say 'Father, as it please you'. But yet for all
 54   that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or
 55   else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it
 56   please me'.

      LEONATO
 57   Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted
 58   with a husband.

      BEATRICE
 59   Not till God make men of some other metal
 60   than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be
 61   overmastered with a piece of valiant dust? to
 62   make an account of her life to a clod of wayward
 63   marl? No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my
 64   brethren; and, truly, I hold it a sin to match in
 65   my kindred.

      LEONATO
 66   Daughter, remember what I told you: if the
 67   prince do solicit you in that kind, you know
 68   your answer.

      BEATRICE
 69   The fault will be in the music, cousin, if you
 70   be not wooed in good time: if the prince be
 71   too important, tell him there is measure in
 72   every thing and so dance out the answer. For,
 73   hear me, Hero: wooing, wedding, and repenting,
 74   is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinquepace:
 75   the first suit is hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and
 76   full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly-modest,
 77   as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then
 78   comes repentance and, with his bad legs, falls into
 79   the cinque pace faster and faster, till he sink into
 80   his grave.

      LEONATO
 81   Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly.

      BEATRICE
 82   I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church
 83   by daylight.

      LEONATO
 84   The revellers are entering, brother: make
 85   good room.

           [They put on their masks.]

 **        Enter [as maskers] Prince [Don] Pedro,
           Claudio, and Benedick, and Balthasar,
           [Borachio,] and Don John.

      DON PEDRO
 86   Lady, will you walk about with your
 87   friend?

      HERO
 88   So you walk softly and look sweetly and
 89   say nothing, I am yours for the walk; and
 90   especially when I walk away.

      DON PEDRO
 91   With me in your company?

      HERO
 92   I may say so, when I please.

      DON PEDRO
 93   And when please you to say so?

      HERO
 94   When I like your favor; for God defend the lute
 95   should be like the case!

      DON PEDRO
 96   My visor is Philemon's roof; within
 97   the house is Jove.

      HERO
 98   Why, then, your visor should be thatched.

      DON PEDRO
 99   Speak low, if you speak love.

           [They move aside.]

      BALTHASAR
100   Well, I would you did like me.

      MARGARET
101   So would not I, for your own sake; for I have
102   many ill qualities.

      BALTHASAR
103   Which is one?

      MARGARET
104   I say my prayers aloud.

      BALTHASAR
105   I love you the better: the hearers may
106   cry, Amen.

      MARGARET
107   God match me with a good dancer!

      BALTHASAR
108   Amen.

      MARGARET
109   And God keep him out of my sight when the dance
110   is done! Answer, clerk.

      BALTHASAR
111   No more words: the clerk is answered.

           [They move aside.]

      URSULA
112   I know you well enough; you are Signior
113   Antonio.

      ANTONIO
114   At a word, I am not.

      URSULA
115   I know you by the waggling of your head.

      ANTONIO
116   To tell you true, I counterfeit him.

      URSULA
117   You could never do him so ill-well, unless you were
118   the very man. Here's his dry hand up and down: you
119   are he, you are he.

      ANTONIO
120   At a word, I am not.

      URSULA
121   Come, come, do you think I do not know you by your
122   excellent wit? can virtue hide itself? Go to,
123   mum, you are he: graces will appear, and
124   there's an end.

           [They move aside.]

      BEATRICE
125   Will you not tell me who told you so?

      BENEDICK
126   No, you shall pardon me.

      BEATRICE
127   Nor will you not tell me who you are?

      BENEDICK
128   Not now.

      BEATRICE
129   That I was disdainful, and that I had my good wit
130   out of the 'Hundred Merry Tales':—well this was
131   Signior Benedick that said so.

      BENEDICK
132   What's he?

      BEATRICE
133   I am sure you know him well enough.

      BENEDICK
134   Not I, believe me.

      BEATRICE
135   Did he never make you laugh?

      BENEDICK
136   I pray you, what is he?

      BEATRICE
137   Why, he is the prince's jester: a very dull fool;
138   only his gift is in devising impossible slanders:
139   none but libertines delight in him; and the
140   commendation is not in his wit, but in his villany;
141   for he both pleases men and angers them, and then
142   they laugh at him and beat him. I am sure he is in
143   the fleet: I would he had boarded me.

      BENEDICK
144   When I know the gentleman, I'll tell him
145   what you say.

      BEATRICE
146   Do, do: he'll but break a comparison or two on me;
147   which, peradventure not marked or not laughed at,
148   strikes him into melancholy; and then there's a
149   partridge wing saved, for the fool will eat no
150   supper that night.

           [Music for the dance begins.]

151   We must follow the leaders.

      BENEDICK
152   In every good thing.

      BEATRICE
153   Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them at
154   the next turning.

           Dance. [Then] exeunt [all but DON JOHN,
           BORACHIO, and CLAUDIO].

      DON JOHN
155   Sure my brother is amorous on Hero and hath
156   withdrawn her father to break with him about
157   it. The ladies follow her and but one visor
158   remains.

      BORACHIO
159   And that is Claudio: I know him by his
160   bearing.

      DON JOHN
161   Are not you Signior Benedick?

      CLAUDIO
162   You know me well; I am he.

      DON JOHN
163   Signior, you are very near my brother in his love:
164   he is enamoured on Hero; I pray you, dissuade
165   him from her: she is no equal for his birth:
166   you may do the part of an honest man in it.

      CLAUDIO
167   How know you he loves her?

      DON JOHN
168   I heard him swear his affection.

      BORACHIO
169   So did I too; and he swore he would marry
170   her tonight.

      DON JOHN
171   Come, let us to the banquet.

           Exeunt. Manet Claudio.

      CLAUDIO
172   Thus answer I in the name of Benedick,
173   But hear these ill news with the ears of Claudio.
174   'Tis certain so; the prince woos for himself.
175   Friendship is constant in all other things
176   Save in the office and affairs of love:
177   Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;
178   Let every eye negotiate for itself
179   And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch
180   Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
181   This is an accident of hourly proof,
182   Which I mistrusted not. Farewell, therefore, Hero!

           Enter BENEDICK.

      BENEDICK
183   Count Claudio?

      CLAUDIO
184   Yea, the same.

      BENEDICK
185   Come, will you go with me?

      CLAUDIO
186   Whither?

      BENEDICK
187   Even to the next willow, about your own
188   business, county. What fashion will you
189   wear the garland of? about your neck, like
190   an usurer's chain? or under your arm, like
191   a lieutenant's scarf? You must wear it
192   one way, for the prince hath got your Hero.

      CLAUDIO
193   I wish him joy of her.

      BENEDICK
194   Why, that's spoken like an honest drovier: so
195   they sell bullocks. But did you think the prince
196   would have served you thus?

      CLAUDIO
197   I pray you, leave me.

      BENEDICK
198   Ho! now you strike like the blind man:
199   'twas the boy that stole your meat, and
200   you'll beat the post.

      CLAUDIO
201   If it will not be, I'll leave you.

           Exit.

      BENEDICK
202   Alas, poor hurt fowl! now will he creep into
203   sedges. But that my Lady Beatrice should know
204   me, and not know me! The prince's fool! Ha? It
205   may be I go under that title because I am merry.
206   Yea, but so I am apt to do myself wrong; I am
207   not so reputed: it is the base, though bitter,
208   disposition of Beatrice that puts the world
209   into her person and so gives me out. Well,
210   I'll be revenged as I may.

           Enter the Prince [DON PEDRO].

      DON PEDRO
211   Now, signior, where's the count? did
212   you see him?

      BENEDICK
213   Troth, my lord, I have played the part of Lady
214   Fame. I found him here as melancholy as a
215   lodge in a warren: I told him, and I think I told
216   him true, that your grace had got the good will
217   of this young lady; and I offered him my company
218   to a willow-tree, either to make him a garland, as
219   being forsaken, or to bind him up a rod, as being
220   worthy to be whipped.

      DON PEDRO
221   To be whipped! What's his fault?

      BENEDICK
222   The flat transgression of a schoolboy, who, being
223   overjoyed with finding a birds' nest, shows it his
224   companion, and he steals it.

      DON PEDRO
225   Wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The
226   transgression is in the stealer.

      BENEDICK
227   Yet it had not been amiss the rod had been made,
228   and the garland too; for the garland he might have
229   worn himself, and the rod he might have bestowed
230   on you, who, as I take it, have stolen
231   his birds' nest.

      DON PEDRO
232   I will but teach them to sing, and restore them to
233   the owner.

      BENEDICK
234   If their singing answer your saying, by my faith,
235   you say honestly.

      DON PEDRO
236   The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you: the
237   gentleman that danced with her told her she
238   is much wronged by you.

      BENEDICK
239   O, she misused me past the endurance of
240   a block! an oak but with one green leaf on
241   it would have answered her; my very visor
242   began to assume life and scold with her. She
243   told me, not thinking I had been myself, that
244   I was the prince's jester, that I was duller than
245   a great thaw; huddling jest upon jest with such
246   impossible conveyance upon me that I stood like
247   a man at a mark, with a whole army shooting at me.
248   She speaks poniards, and every word stabs: if her
249   breath were as terrible as her terminations, there
250   were no living near her; she would infect to the
251   north star. I would not marry her, though she were
252   endowed with all that Adam had left him before he
253   transgressed: she would have made Hercules have
254   turned spit, yea, and have cleft his club to make the
255   fire too. Come, talk not of her: you shall find her the
256   infernal Ate in good apparel. I would to God some
257   scholar would conjure her; for certainly, while she
258   is here, a man may live as quiet in hell as in a
259   sanctuary; and people sin upon purpose, because
260   they would go thither; so, indeed, all disquiet,
261   horror and perturbation follows her.

      DON PEDRO
262   Look, here she comes.

           Enter CLAUDIO and BEATRICE,
           [LEONATO, and HERO].

      BENEDICK
263   Will your grace command me any service to the
264   world's end? I will go on the slightest errand now
265   to the Antipodes that you can devise to send me
266   on; I will fetch you a tooth-picker now from the
267   furthest inch of Asia, bring you the length of
268   Prester John's foot, fetch you a hair off the great
269   Cham's beard, do you any embassage to the Pigmies,
270   rather than hold three words' conference with this
271   harpy. You have no employment for me?

      DON PEDRO
272   None, but to desire your good
273   company.

      BENEDICK
274   O God, sir, here's a dish I love not: I cannot
275   endure my Lady Tongue.

           Exit.

      DON PEDRO
276   Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of
277   Signior Benedick.

      BEATRICE
278   Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I
279   gave him use for it, a double heart for his single
280   one: marry, once before he won it of me with false
281    dice, therefore your grace may well say I have
282   lost it.

      DON PEDRO
283   You have put him down, lady, you have
284   put him down.

      BEATRICE
285   So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I
286   should prove the mother of fools. I have brought
287   Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek.

      DON PEDRO
288   Why, how now, count! wherefore are
289   you sad?

      CLAUDIO
290   Not sad, my lord.

      DON PEDRO
291   How then? sick?

      CLAUDIO
292   Neither, my lord.

      BEATRICE
293   The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry,
294   nor well; but civil count, civil as an orange,
295   and something of that jealous complexion.

      DON PEDRO
296   I' faith, lady, I think your blazon to be true;
297   though, I'll be sworn, if he be so, his conceit is
298   false. Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy name, and
299   fair Hero is won: I have broke with her father,
300   and his good will obtained: name the day of
301   marriage, and God give thee joy!

      LEONATO
302   Count, take of me my daughter, and with her my
303   fortunes: his grace hath made the match, and all
304   grace say Amen to it.

      BEATRICE
305   Speak, count, 'tis your cue.

      CLAUDIO
306   Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were
307   but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady,
308   as you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself
309   for you and dote upon the exchange.

      BEATRICE
310   Speak, cousin; or, if you cannot, stop his mouth
311   with a kiss, and let not him speak neither.

      DON PEDRO
312   In faith, lady, you have a merry
313   heart.

      BEATRICE
314   Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it keeps
315   on the windy side of care. My cousin tells
316   him in his ear that he is in her heart.

      CLAUDIO
317   And so she doth, cousin.

      BEATRICE
318   Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to
319   the world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a
320   corner and cry heigh-ho for a husband!

      DON PEDRO
321   Lady Beatrice, I will get you one.

      BEATRICE
322   I would rather have one of your father's getting.
323   Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you? Your
324   father got excellent husbands, if a maid could
325   come by them.

      DON PEDRO
326   Will you have me, lady?

      BEATRICE
327   No, my lord, unless I might have another for
328   working-days: your grace is too costly to wear
329   every day. But, I beseech your grace, pardon me: I
330   was born to speak all mirth and no matter.

      DON PEDRO
331   Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
332   becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in
333   a merry hour.

      BEATRICE
334   No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there
335   was a star danced, and under that was I born.
336   Cousins, God give you joy!

      LEONATO
337   Niece, will you look to those things I told
338   you of?

      BEATRICE
339   I cry you mercy, uncle. By your grace's
340   pardon.

           Exit Beatrice.

      DON PEDRO
341   By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady.

      LEONATO
342   There's little of the melancholy element in her, my
343   lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps, and
344   not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say,
345   she hath often dreamed of unhappiness and waked
346   herself with laughing.

      DON PEDRO
347   She cannot endure to hear tell of a
348   husband.

      LEONATO
349   O, by no means: she mocks all her wooers
350   out of suit.

      DON PEDRO
351   She were an excellent wife for
352   Benedict.

      LEONATO
353   O Lord, my lord, if they were but a week married,
354   they would talk themselves mad.

      DON PEDRO
355   County Claudio, when mean you to go
356   to church?

      CLAUDIO
357   Tomorrow, my lord: time goes on crutches till love
358   have all his rites.

      LEONATO
359   Not till Monday, my dear son, which is hence a just
360   seven-night; and a time too brief, too, to have all
361   things answer my mind.

      DON PEDRO
362   Come, you shake the head at so long a breathing:
363   but, I warrant thee, Claudio, the time shall not go
364   dully by us. I will in the interim undertake one of
365   Hercules' labours; which is, to bring Signior
366   Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of
367   affection the one with the other. I would fain have
368   it a match, and I doubt not but to fashion it, if
369   you three will but minister such assistance as I
370   shall give you direction.

      LEONATO
371   My lord, I am for you, though it cost me ten
372   nights' watchings.

      CLAUDIO
373   And I, my lord.

      DON PEDRO
374   And you too, gentle Hero?

      HERO
375   I will do any modest office, my lord, to help my
376   cousin to a good husband.

      DON PEDRO
377   And Benedick is not the unhopefullest husband that
378   I know. Thus far can I praise him; he is of a noble
379   strain, of approved valour and confirmed honesty. I
380   will teach you how to humour your cousin, that she
381   shall fall in love with Benedick; and I, with your
382   two helps, will so practice on Benedick that,
383   in despite of his quick wit and his queasy stomach, he
384   shall fall in love with Beatrice. If we can do this,
385   Cupid is no longer an archer: his glory shall be
386   ours, for we are the only love-gods. Go in with me,
387   and I will tell you my drift.

           Exeunt.

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