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go in;

As we do trace this alley up and down,

Consume away in sighs, waste inwardly : Our talk must only be of Benedick :

It were a better death than die with mocks. When I do name him, let it be thy part

Urs. Yet tell her of it; hear what she will say. To praise him more than ever man did merit: Hero. No; rather I will go to Benedick, My talk to thee must be, how Benedick

And counsel him to fight against his passion : Is sick in love with Beatrice: Of this matter And, truly, I'll devise some honest slanders Is little Cupid's crafty arrow made,

To stain my cousin with : One doth not know, That only wounds by hearsay. Now begin; How much an ill word may empoison liking.

Urs. O, do not do your cousin such a wrong. Enter BEATRICE, behind.

She cannot be so much without true judgment, For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing, runs (Having so swift and excellent a wit, Close by the ground, to hear our conference. As she is priz'd to have,) as to refuse

Urs. The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish So rare a gentleman as signior Benedick. Cut with her golden oars the silver stream,

Hero. He is the only man of Italy, And greedily devour the treacherous bait :

Always excepted my dear Claudio. So angle we for Beatrice; who even now

Urs. I pray you, be not angry with me, madam, Is couch'd in the woodbine coverture :

Speaking my fancy; signior Benedick, Fear you not my part of the dialogue.

For shape, for bearing, argument, and valour, Hero. Then go we near her, that her ear lose Goes foremost in report through Italy. nothing

Hero. Indeed he hath an excellent good name. Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it.

Urs. His excellence did earn it, ere he had it. [They advance to the bower. When are you married, madam ? No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful;

Hero. Why, every day; - to-morrow: Come I know, her spirits are as coy and wild As haggards of the rock.?

I'll show thee some attires ; and have thy counsel, Urs. But are you sure,

Which is the best to furnish me to-morrow. That Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely ?

Urs. She's lim’d, I warrant you; we have caught Hero. So says the prince, and my new-trothed

her, madam. lord.

Hero. If it prove so, then loving goes by haps : Urs. And did they bid you tell her of it, madam? | Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps. Hero. They did entreat me to acquaint her of it:

[Exeunt Hero and Ursula. But I persuaded them, if they loved Benedick, To wish him wrestle with affection,

BEATRICE advances. And never to let Beatrice know of it.

Beat. What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true ? Urs. Why did you so ? Doth not the gentleman Stand I condemnd for pride and scorn so much? Deserve as full, as fortunate a bed,

Contempt, farewell ! and maiden pride, adieu ! As ever Beatrice shall couch upon ?

No glory lives behind the back of such. Hero. O God of love! I know, he doth deserve And, Benedick, love on, I will requite thee; As much as may be yielded to a man :

Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand i But nature never fram'd a woman's heart

If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice :

To bind our loves up in a holy band : Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes, For others say, thou dost deserve; and I Misprising what they look on ; and her wit Believe it better than reportingly.

[Exit. Values itself so highly, that to her All matter else seems weak: she cannot love,

SCENE II. - A Room in Leonato's House. Nor take no shape nor project of affection, She is so self-endeared.

Enter Don Pedro, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, and Urs. Sure, I think so ;

LEONATO. And therefore, certainly, it were not good

D. Pedro. I do but stay till your marriage be She knew his love, lest she make sport at it. consummate, and then I go toward Arragon.

Hero. Why, you speak truth: I never yet saw man, Claud. I'll bring you thither, my lord, if you'll
How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featur'd, vouchsafe me.
But she would spell him backward: if fair-faced, D. Pedro. Nay, that would be as great a soil in
She'd swear, the gentleman should be her sister; the new gloss of your marriage, as to show a child
If black, why, nature, drawing of an antick, his new coat, and forbid him to wear it. I will only
Made a foul blot : if tall, a lance ill-headed ; be bold with Benedick for his company; for, from
If low, an agate very vilely cut:

the crown of his head to the sole of his foot, he is If speaking, why, a vane blown with all wind : all mirth; he hath twice or thrice cut Cupid's bowIf silent, why, a block moved with none.

string, and the little hangman dare not shoot at So turns she every man the wrong side out; him: he hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his And never gives to truth and virtue, that

tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks, Which simpleness and merit purchaseth.

his tongue speaks. Urs. Sure, sure, such carping is not commendable. Bene. Gallants, I am not as I have been.

Hero. No: not to be so odd, and from all fashions, Leon. So say I; methinks you are sadder. As Beatrice is, cannot be commendable :

Claud. I hope, he be in love. But who dare tell her so ? If I should speak, D. Pedro. Hang him, truant; there's no true She'd mock me into air ; O, she would laugh me drop of blood in him, to be truly touch'd with love : Out of myself, press me to death with wit.

if he be sad, he wants money. Therefore let Benedick, like cover'd fire,

Bene. I have the tooth-ach. ? A species of hawks.

D. Pedro. Draw it.


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Bene. Hang it!

appear hercafter, and aim better at me by that I Claud. You must hang it first, and draw it after- now will manifest : For my brother, I think he wards.

holds you well; and in dearness of heart hath holp D. Pedro. What? sigh for the tooth-ach ? to effect your ensuing marriage: surely, suit ill Leon. Where is but a humour, or a worm ? spent, and labour ill bestowed !

Bene. Well, every one can master a grief, but D. Pedro. Why, what's the matter ? he that has it.

D. John. I came hither to tell you ; and, cirClaud. Yet say I, he is in love.

cumstances shortened, (for she hath been too long D. Pedro. There is no appearance of fancy in a talking of,) the lady is disloyal. him, unless it be a fancy that he hath to strange Claud. Who? Hero ? disguises; as, to be a Dutchman to-day; a French- D. John. Even she ; Leonato's Hero, your Hero, man to-morrow; or in the shape of two countries every man's Ilero. at once. Unless he have a fancy to this foolery, Claud. Disloyal ? as it appears he hath, he is no fool for fancy, as D. John. The word is too good to paint out her you would have it appear he is.

wickedness; I could say, she were worse ; think Claud. If he be not in love with some woman, you of a worse title, and I will fit her to it. Wonder there is no believing old signs: he brushes his hat not till further warrant: go but with me to-night, o' mornings ; What should that bode?

you shall see her chamber-window entered; even D. Pedro. Hath any man seen him at the barber's ? the night before her wedding-day: if you love her

Claud. No, but the barber's man hath been seen then, to-morrow wed her; but it would better fit with him; and the old ornament of his cheek hath your honour to change your mind. already stuffed tennis-balls.

Claud. May this be so ? Leon. Indeed, he looks younger than he did by D. Pedro. I will not think it. the loss of a beard.

D. John. If you dare not trust that you see, conD. Pedro. Nay, he rubs himself with civet : Can fess not that you know : if you will follow me, I you smell him out by that ?

will show you enough ; and when you have seen Claud. That's as much as to say, The sweet more and heard more, proceed accordingly. youth's in love.

Claud. If I see any thing to night why I should D. Pedro. The greatest note of it is his melancholy. not marry her to-morrow; in the congregation, Claud. And when was he wont to wash his face? where I should wed, there will I shame her.

D. Pedro. Yea, or to paint himself? for the D. Pedro. And as I wooed for thee to obtain which, I hear what they say of him.

her, I will join with thee to disgrace her. Claud. Nay, but his jesting spirit; which is now D. John. I will disparage her no farther, till you crept into a lutestring, and now governed by stops. are my witnesses : bear it coldly but till midniglit,

D. Pedro. Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him: and let the issue show itself. Conclude, conclude, he is in love.

D. Pedro. O day untowardly turned ! Claud. Nay, but I know who loves him.

Claud. () mischief strangely thwarting! D. Pedro. That would I know too; I warrant, D. John. O plague right well prevented ! one that knows him not.

So will you say, when you have seen the sequel. Claud. Yes, and his ill conditions; and, in despite

[Exeunt. of all, dies for him.

SCENE III. - A Strect. Bene. Yet is this no charm for the tooth-ach. Old signior, walk aside with me: I have studied Enter DOGBERRY and VERGES, with the Watch. eight or nine wise words to speak to you, which Dogb. Are you good men, and true ? these hobby-horses must not hear.

Verg. Yea, or else it were pity but they should [Exeunt BENEDICK and LEONATO. suffer salvation. D. Pedro. For my life, to break with him about Dogb. Nay, that were a punishment too good for Beatrice.

them, if they should have any allegiance in them, Claud. 'Tis even so : Hero and Margaret have being chosen for the prince's watch. by this played their parts with Beatrice ; and then Verg. Well, give them their charge, neighbour the two bears will not bite one another, when they Dogherry. meet.

Doub. First, who think you the most disheartless

man to be constable ? Enter Don John.

1 Watch. Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George Seacoal; D). John. My lord and brother, God save you. for they can write and read. D. Pedro. Good den, brother.

Dogb. Come hither, neighbour Seacoal. Heaven D. John. If your leisure served, I would speak hath blessed you with a good name: to be a well

favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write D. Pedro. In private ?

and read comes by nature. D. Pedro. If it please you ; -- yet count Claudio 2 Watch. Both which, master constable, may hear; for what I would speak of, concerns him. Doub. You have; I knew it would be your anD. Pedro. What's the matter?

Well, for your favour, sir, make no boast of D. Jolin. Means your lordship to be married to it; and for your writing and reading, let that appear morrow?

[To Claudio. when there is no need of such vanity. You are D. Pedro. You know, he does.

thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for D. John. I know not that, when he knows what the constable of the watch; therefore bear you the I know.

lantern: This is your charge; You shall comprehend Claud. If there be any impediment, I pray you, all vagrom men; you are to bid any man stand, in discover it.

the prince's name. D. John. You may think I love you not; let that 2 Watch. How, if he will not stand ?

with you.


your bills 3

Dogb. Why then, take no note of him, but let

Enter Borachio and CONRADE. him go; and presently call the rest of the watch to

Bora. What! Conradle, gether, and thank heaven you are rid of a knave.

Watch. Peace, stir not. Verg. If he will not stand when he is bidden, he

[ Aside.

Bora. Conrade, I say ! is none of the prince's subjects.

Con. Here, man, I am at thy elbow. Dogb. True, and they are to meddle with none

Bora. Stand thee close then under this pentbut the prince's subjects: You shall also make no house, for it drizzles rain ; and I will, like a true noise in the streets; for, for the watch to babble and drunkard, utter all to thee. talk is inost tolerable and not to be endured. 2 Watch. We will rather sleep than talk; we

Watch (Aside.] Some treason, masters; yet

stand close. know what belongs to a watch.

Bora. Therefore know, I have earned of don Dogh. Why, you speak like an ancient and most John a thousand ducats. quiet watchman; for I cannot see how sleeping

Con. Is it possible that any villainy should be so should offend: only, have a care that

dear? be not stolen : Well, you are to call at all the

Bora. Thou shouldst rather ask, if it were posale-houses, and bid those that are drunk get them to sible any villainy should be so rich; for when rich bed.

villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may make 2 Watch. Ilow, if they will not ?

what price they will. Dogb. Why then, let them alone till they are

Con. I wonder at it. sober; if they make you not then the better an

Bora. That shows thou art unconfirmed 4: Thou swer, you may say, they are not the men you took knowest that the fashion of a doublet, or a hat, or a them for.

cloak, is nothing to a man. 2 Watch. Well, sir.

Con. Yes, it is apparel. Dogb. If you meet a thief, you may suspect him,

Bora. I mean the fashion. by virtue of your office, to be no true man; and,

Con. Yes, the fashion is the fashion. for such kind of men, the less you meddle or make with them, why, the more is for your honesty.

Bora. Tush! I may as well say, the fool's the

fool. But see'st thou not what a deformed thief 2 Watch. If we know him to be a thief, shall we

this fashion is? not lay hands on him?

Watch. I know that Deformed; he has been a Dogb. Truly, by your office, you may; but, I vile thief this seven year; he goes up and down like think, they that touch pitch will be defiled: the

a gentleman : I remember his name. most peaceable way for you, if you do take a thief,

Bora. Didst thou not hear somebody? is, to let him show himself what he is, and steal out

Con. No; 'twas the vane on the house. of your company. Verg. You have been always called a merciful thief this fashion is? how giddily he turns about

Born. Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed man, partner.

all the hot bloods, between fourteen and five-andDogb. Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will;

thirty ? much more a man who hath any honesty in him.

Con. All this I see ; and see, that the fashion Verg. If you hear a child cry in the night, you

wears out more apparel than the man: But art not must call to the nurse, and bid her still it. 2 Halch. How, if the nurse be asleep, and will last shifted out of thy tale into telling me of the

thou thyself giddy with the fashion too, that thou not hear us?

fashion ? Dogh. Why, then depart in peace, and let the

Bora. Not so, neither: but know, that I have child wake her with crying; for the ewe that will to-night wooed Margaret, the lady Hero's gentlenot hear her lamb when it baes, will never answer

woman, by the name of Hero; she leans me out at a calf when he bleats.

her mistress' chamber-window, bids me a thousand Verg. 'Tis very true.

times good night, - I tell this tale vilely: - I Dogb. This is the end of the charge. You, con- should first tell thee, how the prince, Claudio, and stable, are to present the prince's own person :

if you meet the prince in the night, you may stay him. my master, planted, and placed, and possessed by

my master don John, saw afar off in the orchard l'erg. Nay by’r lady, that, I think, he cannot.

this amiable encounter. Dogb. Five shillings to one on't, with any man

Con. And thought they, Margaret was Hero? that knows the statues, he may stay him: marry,

Bora. Two of them did, the prince and Claudio; not without the prince be willing : for, indeed, the but the devil my master knew she was Margaret ; watch ought to offend no man; and it is an offence and partly by his oaths, which first possessed them, to stay a man against his will.

partly by the dark night, which did deceive them, Verg. By'r lady, I think it be so. Dogh. Ha, ha, ha! Well, masters, good night : slander that don John had made, away went Claudio

but chiefly by my villainy, which did confirm any an there be any matter of weight chances, call up enraged; swore he would meet her as he was apme: keep your fellows' counsels and your own, and pointed,' next morning at the temple, and there, good night. Come, neighbour.

before the whole congregation, shame her with what 2 Watch. Well, masters, we hear our charge: let he saw over-night, and send her home again without us go sit here upon the church-bench till two, and

a husband. then all to-bed.

1 Watch. We charge you in the prince's name, Dogb. One word more, honest neighbours: I

stand. pray you, watch about signior Leonato's door; for

2 Watch. Call up the right master constable: We the wedding being there to-morrow, there is a great have here recovered the most dangerous piece of coil to-night: Adieu, be vigitant, I bescech you.

lechery that ever was known in the commonwealti. [Ereunt DCGBERRY and VERGES. 3 Weapons of the watchmen.

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1 Watch. And one Deformed is one of them; I

Re-enter URSULA. know him, he wears a lock.

Urs. Madam, withdraw; the prince, the count, Con. Masters, masters. 2 Watch. You'll be made bring Deformed forth, the town, are come to fetch you to church.

signior Benedick, don John, and all the gallants of I warrant you.

Hero. Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, Con. Masters, 1 Watch. Never speak; we charge you, let us

good Ursula.

(Exeunt. obey you to go with us.

SCENE V. Another Room in Leonato's House. Bora. We are like to prove a goodly commodity, being taken up of these men's bills.

Enter Leonato, with DogBERRY and Verges. Con. A commodity in question, I warrant you. Come, we'll obey you.

Leon. What would you with me, honest neigh[Ereunt.

bour? SCENE IV. - A Room in Leonato's House. Dogb. Marry, sir, I would have some confidence Enter HERO, MARGARET, and Ursula.

with you, that decerns you nearly. Hero. Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice,

Leon. Brief, I pray you; for you see, 'tis a busy

time with me. and desire her to rise. Urs. I will, lady.

Dogh. Marry, this it is, sir. Hero. And bid her come hither.

Verg. Yes, in truth, it is, sir. Urs. Well.

(Exit Ursula.

Leon. What is it, my good friends ? Marg. Troth, I think, your other rabato 5 were

Dogb. Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little off better.

the matter ; an old man, sir, and his wits are not so Hero. No, pray thee, good Meg, I'll wear this.

blunt, as I would desire they were; but, in faith, Marg. By my troth, it's not so good; and I war- honest, as the skin between his brows. rant, your cousin will say so.

Verg. Yes, I thank God, I am as honest as any Hero. My cousin's a fool, and thou art another ;

man living, that is an old man, and no honester

than I. I'll wear none but this, Marg. like the new tire within excellently, if

Dogh. Comparisons are odorous: palubras, neighthe hair were a thought browner: and your gown's

bour Verges. a most rare fashion. I saw the duchess of Milan's

Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious. gown, that they praise so.

Dogb. It pleases your worship to say so, but we Hero. O that exceeds, they say.

are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own Marg. By my troth, its but a night-gown in re- part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find in spect of yours : Cloth of gold, and cuts, and laced my heart to bestow it all of your worship. with silver; set with pearls, down sleeves, side

Leon. All thy tediousness on me! ha! sleeves, and skirts round, underborne with a bluish

Dogb. Yea, and 'twere a thousand times more tinsel: but for a fine, quaint, graceful, and excel- than 'tis : for I hear as good exclamation on your lent fashion, yours is worth ten on't.

worship, as of any man in the city; and though I Hero. God give me joy to wear it, for my heart be but a poor man, I am glad to hear it. is exceeding heavy!

Verg. And so am I.

Leon. I would fain know what you have to say. Enter BEATRICE.

Verg. Marry, sir, our watch to-night, excepting Hero. Good morrow, coz.

your worship’s presence, have ta’en a couple of as Beat. Good morrow, sweet Hero. 'Tis almost arrant knaves as any in Messina. five o'clock, cousin ; 'tis time you were ready. By Dogb. A good old man, sir; he will be talking; my troth, I am exceeding ill: — hey ho!

as they say, When the age is in, the wit is out: it Marg. For a hawk, a horse, or a husband ?

is a world to see ! 6 — Well said, i'faith, neigbour Beat. By my troth, I am sick.

Verges : — well, an two men ride of a horse, one Marg. Get you some of this distilled Carduus must ride behind :- An honest soul, i'faith, sir; Benedictus, and lay it to your heart; it is the only by my troth he is, as ever broke bread : but, all thing for a qualm.

men are not alike; alas, good neighbour ! Hero. There thou prick'st her with a thistle.

Leon. Indeed, neighbour, he comes too short of Beat. Benedictus ! why Benedictus ? you have

you; but I must leave you. some moral in this Benedictus.

Dogh. One word, sir ; our watch, sir, have, inMarg. Moral! no, by my troth, I have no moral deed, comprehended two aspicious persons, and meaning; I meant, plain holy-thistle.

we would have them this morning examined before think, perchance, that I think you are in love: nay, your worship. by'r lady, I am not such a fool to think what I list;

Leon. Take their examination yourself, and bring nor I list not to think what I can; nor, indeed, I l it me; I am now in great haste, as it may appear cannot think, if I would think my heart out of

unto you. thinking, that you are in love, or that you will be

Dogb. It shall be suffigance. in love, or that you can be in love ; yet Benedick Leon. Drink some wine ere you go; fare you well. was such another, and now is he become a man: he swore he would never marry; and yet 'now, in

Enter a Messenger. despite of his heart, he eats his meat without grudg- Mess. My lord, they stay for you to give your ing: and how you may be converted, I know not; daughter to her husband. but, methinks, you look with your eyes as other Leon. I will wait upon them; I am ready. women do. Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keeps ?

[Ereunt Leonato and Messenger.

Dogb. Go, good partner, go, get you to Francis Marg. Not a false gallop. 5 A kind of ruff.

s1.e. It is wonderful to see.

You may

Seacoal, bid him bring his pen and inkhorn to the here's that (Touching his forehead.) shall drive some gaol; we are now to examination these men. of them to a non com: only get the learned writer Verg. And we must do it wisely.

to set down our excommunication, and meet me at Dogb. We will spare for no wit, I warrant you; | the gaol.



marry her.

The Inside of a Church. But, as a brother to his sister, show'd

Bashful sincerity, and comely love.
Enter Don Pedro, Don John, LEONATO, Friar,

Hero. And seem'd I ever otherwise to you ? CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, HERO, and BEATRICE, &c. Claud. Out on thy seeming! I will write against it:

Leon. Come, friar Francis, be brief; only to the You seem to me as Dian in her orb; plain form of marriage, and you shall recount their As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown ; particular duties afterwards.

But you are more intemperate in your blood Friar. You come hither, my lord, to marry this lady? | Than Venus, or those pamper'd animals Claud. No.

That rage in savage sensuality, Leon. To be married to her, friar; you come to Hero. Is my lord well, that he doth speak so wide? 8

Leon. Sweet prince, why speak not you? Friar. Lady, you come hither to be married to D. Pedro.

What should I speak ? this count?

I stand dishonour'd, that have gone about Hero. I do.

To link my dear friend to a common stale. Friar. If either of you know any inward impe- Leon. Are these things spoken? or do I but dream? diment why you should not be conjoined, I charge D. John. Sir, they are spoken, and these things you, on your souls, to utter it.

are true. Claud. Know you any, Hero?

Bene. This looks not like a nuptial. Hero. None, my lord.


True ? O God! Friar. Know you any, count?

Claud. Leonato, stand I here? Leon. I dare make his answer, none.

Is this the prince? Is this the prince's brother? Claud. O, what men dare do! what men may do! Is this face Hero's ? Are our eyes our own ? what men daily do! not knowing what they do! Leon. All this is so; But what of this, my lord ? Bene. How now! Interjections? Why, then some

Claud. Let me but move one question to your be of laughing, as, ha! ha! he !

daughter : Claud. Stand thee by, friar:— Father, by your leave! And, by that fatherly and kindly power Will you with free and unconstrained soul

That you have in her, bid her answer truly. Give me this maid, your daughter?

Leon. I charge thee do so, as thou art my child. Leon. As freely, son, as God did give her me. Hero. O God defend me! how am I beset! Claud. And what have I to give you back, whose What kind of catechising call you this ? worth

Claud. To make you answer truly to your name. May counterpoise this rich and precious gift?

Hero. Is it not Hero? Who can blot that name D. Pedro. Nothing, unless you render her again. With any just reproach? Claud. Sweet prince, you learn me noble thank- Claud.

Marry, that can Hero; fulness.

Hero itself can blot out Hero's virtue. There, Leonato, take her back again ;

What man was he talk'd with you yesternight Give not this rotten orange to your friend;

Out at your window, betwixt twelve and one ? She's but the sign and semblance of her honour:- Now, if you are a maid, answer to this. Behold, how like a maid she blushes here:

Hero. I talk'd with no man at that hour, my lord. 0, what authority and show of truth

D. Pedro. Why, then are you nomaiden.--Leonato, Can cunning sin cover itself withal !

I am sorry you must hear; Upon mine honour, Comes not that blood, as modest evidence,

Myself, my brother, and this grieved count, To witness simple virtue? Would you not swear, Did see hier, hear her, at that hour last night, All you that see her, that she were a maid,

Talk with a ruffian at her chamber-window; By these exterior shows? But she is none :

Who hath, indeed, most like a liberal 9 villain, Her blush is guiltiness, not inodesty.

Confess'd the vile encounters they have had
Leon. What do you mean, my lord ?

A thousand times in secret.
Not to be married, 1). John.

Fye, fye! they are Not knit my soul to an approved wanton.

Not to be nam’d, my lord, not to be spoke of; Leon. Dear my lord, if you in your own proof There is not chastity enough in language, Have vanquish'd the resistance of her youth,

Without offence to utter them : Thus, pretty lady, And made defeat of her virginity,

I am sorry for thy much misgovernment. Claud. I know what you would say; if I have Claud. O Hero! what a Hero hadst thou been, known her,

If half thy outward graces had been placed You'll say, she did embrace me as a husband, About thy thoughts, and counsels of thy heart ! And so extenuate the 'forehand sin :

But, fare thee well, most foul, most fair! farewell, No, Leonato,

Thou pure impiety, and impious purity!
I never tempted her with word too large 7; For thee I'll lock up all the gates of love,


7 Licentious.

8 Wildly.

9 Too free of tongue.

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