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Claudio shall render me a dear account; as you hear of me, so think of me: go comfort your coulin: I must say she is dead; and so farewell.


SCENE IV. Changes to uz prison.
Enter Dogberry, Verges, Borachio, Conra:'', ile Town-

Clerk, and Sexton in gowns.
To. CI. Is our whole diffembly appear'a ?
Dogb. O, a stool and a cushion for the Sexton!
Sexton. Which be the malefactors?
Verg. Marry, that am I and my partner.

Dogb. Nay, that's certain, we have the exhibition to examine.

Sexton. But which are the offenders that are to be ex- , amin’d? let them come before Master Constable.

To.Cl. Yea, marry, let them come me. What is

your name, friend?
Bora. Borachio..
To. Cl. Pray, write down, Borachio. Your's, firrah?

Conr. I am a gentleman, Sir, and my name is Conrade.

To. Cl. Write down, Mufter Gentleman Conrade. Mafters, do


serve God? Botb. Yea, Sir, we hope.

To. Cl. Write down, that they hope they serve God? and write God first, for God defend, but God should go before such villains.--Masters, it is proved already, that you are little better than false k naves, and it will go near to be thought so fhortly; how answer you for yourselves?

Conr. Marry, Sirs, we say we are none.

To. Cl. A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you, but « I will


about with him. Come you hither, firrah, word. in your ear, Sir; 1 fay. to you, it is thought “ you are both false knaves." ;

Bora. Sir, I say to you, We are none.

To. Cl. « Well, itand aside; 'fore God, they are « both in a tale; have you writ down, that they are «« none?" Sexton. Master Town-Clerk, you go not the way to ,

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examine, youlemułt call the watch that are their accusers.

To. Cl. Yea, marry, that's the eftest way ; let the watch come forth. Malters, I charge you in the Prince's name accuse these men.

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Enter Watchman. 1 Watch. This man said, Sir, that Don John the Prince's brother was a villain.

To. Cl. Write downl, Prince John a villain; why this is flat perjury, to call a Pri ce's brother villain.

Bora. Master Town.clerk

To. Cl. Pray thee, fellow, peace; I do not like thy look, I promise thee.

Sexton. What heard you him say else?

2 Watch. Marry, that he had receiv'd a thousand du: cats of Don John, for accusing the Lady Hero wrongfully.

To. Cl Flat burglary, as ever was committed.
Dogb. Yea, by th' mass, that it is.
Sexton. What else, fellow?

1 Watch. And that Count Claudio did mean, upon his words, to disgrace Hero before the whole affembly, and not marry her.

To. Ci. O villain! thou wilt be. condemn'd into everlasting redemption for this.

Sexton. What else?
2 Watch. This is all.

Sexton. And this is more, Maiters, than you can deny. Prince John is this morning secretly ftol'n away: Hero was in this manner accus'd, and in this very manner refus'd, and upon the grief of this suddenly dy'd. Matter Constable, let these men be bound, and brought to Leonato; I will go before, and shew him their examination.

Dogb. Come, let them be opinion'd.
Sexton. Let them be to hand.
Conr. Off, Coxcomb!

Dogb. God's my life, where's the Sexton ? let him write down the, Prince's officer Co omb. Come, bind themy thou naughty varlet. Conr. Away! you are an ass, you are an ass.




Dogb. Doft thou not fufpect my place? doft thou not fufpect my years? O, that he were here to write me down an ass! but, Masters, remember, that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass. No, thou villain, thou art full of piety, as shall be prov'd upon thee by good witness. “I am a wife “ fellow, and which is more, an officer; and which is “ more, an housholder; and which is more, as pretty a “ piece of flesh as any in Mefona, and one that knows “ the law; go to, and a rich fellow enough; go to, and a « fellow that hath had losses; and one that hath two gowns, and every thing handsome about him.

Bring * him away; O that I had been writ down an ass!”.


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If you go on thus, you will kill yourself

And 'tis not wisdom thus to second grief
Against yourself.

Leon. I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a fieve: give not me counsel,
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear,
But such a one whofe wrongs do suit with mine.
Bring me a father, that fo lov'd his child,
Whore joy of her is overwhelm'd like mine,
And bid him speak of patience;
Meafure his woe the length and breadth of mine,
And let it answer every strain for strain:
As thus for thus, and such a grief for such,
In every lineament, b, anch, thape, and form.
If such a one will smile, and stroke his beard,
And sorrow wave; cry, Hem! when he fhould groan;
• Patch grief with proverbs; make misfortune drunk
· With candle-wafters; bring him yet to me,
• And of him will gather patience.
• But there is no such man; for, brother, men


• Can counsel, and give comfort to that grief
• Which they themselves not feel; but tasting it,
• Their counsel turns to paffio!!, which before
• Would give preceptial medicine to rage;
• Fetter strong madness in a lilken thread;
• Charm ach with air, and agony with words.

No, no; 'tis all mens' office to speak patience
• To those that wring under the load of forrow;
• But no man's virtue, nor sufficiency,
. To be so moral, when he shall endure
• The like himself: therefore give me no counsel;
• My griefs cry louder than advertisement.'

Ant. Therein do men from children nothing differ.

Leon. I pray thee, peace; I will be flesh and blood;
• For there was never yet philosopher,
« That could endure the tooth-ach patiently;
• However they have writ the style of gods,
• And made a pish at chance and sufferance.'

Ant. Yet bend not all the harm upon yourself:
Make those that do offend


fuffer too.
Leon. There thou speak'st reason; nay, I will do so..
My soul doth tell me, Hero is bely'd;.
And that shall Claudio know, so shall the Prince;
And all of them that thus dishonour her.

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SCENE II., Enter Don Pedro and Claudio..

Ant. Here comes the Prince and Claudio hastily.
Pedro. Good den, good den.
Claud. Good day to both of you.
Leon. Hear you, my Lords?
Pedro. We have some hafte, Leonato.
Leon. Some hafte, ny Lord! well, fare you well, my

Are you fó hasty now? well, all is one.

Pedro. Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old man.

Ant. If he could right him self with quarrelling,
Some of us would lie low.

Claud. Who wrongs him ?
Leon. Marry, thou doft wrong me, thou diffembler,


Nay, never lay thy hand upon thy sword,
I fear thee not.

Claud. Marry, beshrew my hand,
If it should give your age such cause of fear;
In faith, my hand meant nothing to my sword.

Leon. Tush, tush, man, never fieer and jeft at me.
I speak not like a dotard, nor a fool;
As, under privilege of age, to brag
What I have done being young, or what would do,
Were I not old. Know, Claudio, to thy head,
Thou hast so wrong'd my innocent child and me,
That I am forc'd to lay my reverence by;
And, with grey hairs, and bruise of many days,
Do challenge thee to trial of a man:
I say, thou haa bely'd mine innocent child,
Thy fander hath gone through and through her heart;
And the lies bury'd with her ancestors,
0, in a tomb where never scandal Nept,
Save this of hers, fram'd by thy villainy !

Claud. My villainy?
Leon. Thine, Claudio; thine, I say.
Pedro. You say not right, old man.

Leon. My Lord, my Lord.
I'll prove it on his body, if he dare;
Despight his nice fence and his active pra&ice,
His May of youth, and bloom of luftyhood.

Claud. Away, I will not have to do with you.
Leon. Can'st thou fo doffe me? thou hast kill'd my

If thou kill'ft me, boy, thou shalt kill a man.

Ant. He shall kill two of us, and men indeed;
But that's no matter, let him kill one first;
Win me and wear me, let him answer me;
Come, follow me, boy; come, boy, follow me;
Sir boy, I'll whip you from you foining fence;
Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will.

Leon. Brother,

Ant. Content yourself; God knows, I lov'd my niece; And she is dead, Ilander'd to death by villains, That dare as well answer a man, indeed, As I dare take a serpent by the tongue. Boys, apes, braggarts, jacks, milkfops!


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