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-. Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale Leon. No; and swears she never will: that's her souls out of men's bodies ?-Well, a horn for my torment. money, when all's done.

Claud. 'Tis true, indeed ; so your daughter says: BALTRAZAR sings.

Shall I, says she, that have so oft encounter'd him

with scorn, write to him that I love him ! I.

Leon. This says she now when she is beginning Balth. Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, to write to him : for she'll be up twenty times a Men were deceivers ever;

night: and there will she sit in her smock, till she One foot in sea, and one on shore;

have writ a sheet of paper :-my daughter tells us To one thing constant never :

all.
Then sigh not so,

Claud. Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I re-
But let them go,
And be

member a pretty jest your daughter told us of.
blithe and bonny ;
you

Leon. 0°!-When she had writ it, and was readConverting all your sounds of woe

ing it over, she found Benedick and Beatrice beInto, Hey nonny, nonny.

tween the sheet !-

Claud. That.
Sing no more duties, sing no mo

Leon O! she tore the letter into a thousand halfof dumps so dull and heavy ; pence;' railed at herself, that she should be so imThe fraud of men was ever $0,

modest to write to one that she knew would flout Since summer first was leavy : her: I measure him, says she, by my own spirit; for Then sigh not so, &c.

I should flout him, if he writ to me, yea, though I D. Pedro. By my troth, a good song.

love him, I should Balth. And an ill singer, my lord.

Claud. Then down upon her knees she falls, D. Pedro. Ha ? no; no, faith ; thou singest well woeps, sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays enough for a shift.

curses :-O'sweet Benedick! God give me patience ? Bene. (Aside.) An he had been a dog, that should

Leon. She doth indeed ; my daughter says so: have howled thus, they would have hanged him; and the ecstasys hath so much overborne her, that and, I pray God, his bad voice bode no mischief ! my daughter is sometime afraid she will do a desI had as lief have heard the night-raven, come perate outrage to herself: It is very true. what plague could have come after it.

D. Pedro. It were good, that Benedick knew of D. Pedro. Yea, marry ; [T. CLAUDIO.)—Dost it by some other, if she will not discover it. thou hear, Balthazar ? I pray thee, get us some ex

Claud. To what end? He would but make a sport cellent music; for to-morrow night we would have of it, and torment the poor lady worse. it at the lady Hero's chamber window.

D. Pedro. An he should, it were an alms to hang Balth. The best I can, my lord.

him: She's an excellent sweet lady; and, out of all D. Pedro. Do so : farewell. (Exeunt Baltha- suspicion, she is virtuous. ZAR and music.) Come hither, Leonato : What Claud. And she is exceeding wise. was it you told me of to-day ? that your niece Bea- D. Pedro. In every thing but in loving Benedick. trice was in love with signior Benedick?

Leon. O my lord, wisdom and blood combating Claud. O, ay : --Stalk on, stalk on; the fowi in so tender a body, we have ten proofs to one, thai bits. (Aside to Pedro.) did never think that blood hath the victory: I am sorry, for her, as I lady would have loved any man.

have just cause, being her uncle and her guardian. Leon. No, nor I neither; but most wonderful, D. Pedro. I would, she had bestow'd this dotago that she should so dote on signior Benedick, whom on me; I would have daff?d' all other respects, she hath in all outward behaviours seemed ever to and made her half myself: I pray you, lell Beneabhor.

dick of it, and hear what he will say. Bene. Is't possible ? Sits the wind in that corner ? Leon. Were it good, think you?

(Aside. Claud. Hero thinks surely, she will die : for she Leon. By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what to says, she will die if he love her not; and she will think of it, but that she loves him with an enraged die ere she makes her love known; and she will die affection, --it is past the infinite of thought." if he woo her, rather than she will 'bate one breath D. Pedro. May be, she doth but counterfeit.

of her accustomed crossness. Claud. Faith, like enough.

D. Pedro. She doth well: if she should make Leon. O God! counterfeit! There never was tender of her love, 'tis very possible he'll scorn it; counterfeit of passion came so near the life of pas

for the man, as you know all, hath a contemptibles sion, as she discovers it.

spirit. D. Pedro. Why, what effects of passion shows

Claud. He is a very proper man. she?

D. Pedro. He hath, indeed, a good outward hape Claud. Bait the hook well ; this fish will bite. piness.

(Aside. Claud. 'Fore God, and in my mind, very wise. Leon. What effects, my lord ! She will sit you,

D. Pedro. He doth, indeed, show some sparks You heard my daughter tell you how.

that are like wit. Claud. She did, indeed.

Leon. And I take him to be valiant. D. Pedro. How, how, I pray you? You amaze D. Pedro. As Hector, I assure you: and in the me : I would have thought her spirit had been in- managing of quarrels you may say he is wise ; for vincible against all assaults of affection.

either he avoids them with great discretion, or unLeon. I would have sworn it had, my lord; es- dertakes them with a most christian-like fear. pecially against Benedick.

Leon. If he do fear God, he must necessarily keep Bené. | Aside.) I should think this a gull, but peace; if he break the peace, he ought to enter into that the white-bearded fellow speaks it: knavery a quarrel with fear and trembling; cannot, sure, hide itself in such reverence.

D. Pedro. And so will he do; for the man doth Claud. He hath ta'en the infection ; hold it up: fear God, howsoever it seems not in him by some

(Aside. large jests he will make. Well, I am sorry for your D. Pedro. Hath she made her affection known to niece: Shall we go see Benedick, and tell him of Benedick?

her love? li, e. the owl.

membered that the silver halfpence, which were then 2 This is an allusion to the stalking.horse ; a horse current, were very minute pieces. either real or factitious, by which the fowler anciently 5 See the Tempest, Acı iii. Sc. 1. sci eened himself from the sight of the game.

61. e. passion. 3 i. e. 'but with what an enraged affection she loves 7 To daff is the same as to do off, to doff, to put aside. him, it is beyond the infinite power of thought to con- 9 That is, a spirit inclined to scorn and contempy

should be contemptuous. 4 i. e. into a thousand small pieces ; it should be re- 9 Handsome.

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