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Don Pedro, Prince of Arragon.
Act IV. sc. I. Act V. sc. 1 ; sc. 3; se. 4.
Don John, bastard brother to Don Pedro.
Act IV. sc. 1.
Act IV. sc. I. Act V. sc. 1 ; sc. 3; sc. 4.
of Don Pedro.
Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 1; sc. 2; se. 4.
LEONATO, Governor of Messina.
ANTONIO, brother to Leonato.
BALTHAZAR, servant to Don Pedro.
BORACHIO, follower of Don John.
Act IV. sc. 2. Act V. sc. 1.
CONRADE, follower of Don John.
DOGBERRY, a city officer.
VERGES, a city officer.
Hero, daughter to Leonato.
Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 4.
BEATRICE, niece to Leonato.
Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 2; sc. 4.
URSULA, a gentlewoman attending on Hero. Appears, Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 1; 4. Act V. sc. 2; 6.4
Messengers, Watch, and Attendants.
SCENE I.-Street in Messina.
Leon. A kind overflow of kindness : There are no
faces truer than those that are so washed. How much Enter Leonato, HERO, Beatrice, and others, with a
better is it to weep at joy, than to joy at weeping ! Messenger. Leon. I learn in this letter, that don Pedro of Arra- the wars, or no?
Beat. I pray you, is signior Montanto returned from een comes this night to Messina.
Mess. I know none of that name, lady; there was Mess. He is very near by this; he was not three
none such in the army of any sort. leagues off when I left him.
Leon. What is be that you ask for, niece ? Leon. How many gentlemen have you lost in this
Hero. My cousin means signior Benedick of Padua.
Mess. O, he's returned, and as pleasant as ever he was. Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name. Beat. He set up his bills b here in Messina, and chalLeon. A victory is twice itself when the achiever lenged Cupid at the flight: and my uncle's fool, read, brings home full numbers. I find here, that don Pedro ing the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged bath bestowed much honour on a voung Florentine, him at the bird-bolt. I pray you, how many bath he called Claudio.
killed and eaten in these wars? But how many bath Mess. Much deserved on his part, and equally re- he killed? for, indeed, I promised to eat all of his membered by don Pedro: He hath borne himself killing. leyond the promise of his age; doing, in the figure of a Leon. Faith, niece, you tax signior Benedick too lamnt, the feats of a lion: he hath, indeed, better bettered much; but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how.
Mess. He hath done good service, lady, in these wars. Lem. He hath an uncle here in Messina will be Beat. You had musty victual, and he bath holp to fery much glad of it. Mess. I have already delivered him letters, and there excellent stomach.
eat it: he 's a very valiant trencherman, he hath an appears much joy in him; even so much that joy could Mess. And a good soldier too, lady, not show itzelf modest enough without a badge of bit- Beat. And a good soldier to a lady :- But what is
he to a lord ? Leon. Did he break out into tears? Mess. In great measure.
& Montanto. Beatrice thus nicknames Benedick, after a term
of the fencing-school. Any sort. The obvious meaning here is, of any condition ; b Set up his bills--stuck up a notice- & placard as we non for the inessenger adds, " and none of uime • la great measure-abundantly
• He'll be meet with you—he'll be even with you.
Mess. A lord to a lord, a man to a man; stuffed Beat. I wonder that you will still be talking, signior with all honourable virtues.
Benedick; nobody marks you. Beat. It is so, indeed : he is no less than a stuffed Bene. What, my dear lady Disdain! are you yet man: but for the stuffing,–Well, we are all mortal. living?
Leon. You must not, sir, mistake my niece: there is Beat. Is it possible Disdain shout die, while she a kind of merry war betwixt signior Benedick and her: hath such meet food to feed it as siguior Benedick! they never meet but there 's a skirmish of wit between Courtesy itself must convert to disdain if you come in them.
Beat. Alas! he gets nothing by that. In our last Bene. Then is courtesy a turncoat :-But it is certain conflict, four of his five witsb went halting off, and now I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and ! is the whole man governed with one : so that if he have would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard vit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a heart: for, truly, I love none. difference between himself and his horse; for it is all Beat. A dear happiness to women ; they would else the wealth that he hath left, to be known a reasonable have been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank creature. Who is his companion now? He hath every God, and my cold blood, I am of your humour for month a new sworn brother.
that; I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a Mess. Is 't possible!
man swear he loves me. Beat. Very easily possible: he wears his faith a but Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind! as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the next so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate block.
scratched face. Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, an 't were
Beat. No: an he were, I would burn my study. such a face as yours were. But, I pray you, who is his companion? Is there no Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. young squarer' now, that will make a voyage with him Beat. A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of to the devil ?
yours. Mess. He is most in the company of the right noble Bene. I would my horse had the speed of your Claudio.
tongue; and so good a continuer : But keep your way Beat. O Lord! he will hang upon him like a dis- o' God's name; I have done. ease: he is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the Beat. You always end with a jade's trick; I know taker runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio! you of old. if he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a thou- D. Pedro. This is the sum of all: Leonato,-signior sand pound ere he be cured.
Claudio, and signior Benedick,-my dear friend LeoMess. I will hold friends with you, lady.
nato hath invited you all. I tell him we shall stay here Beat. Do, good friend.
at the least a month; and he heartily prays some ocLeon. You 'll ne'er run mad, niece.
casion may detain us longer: I dare swear he is no Beat. No, not till a hot January.
hypocrite, but prays from his heart. Mess. Don Pedro is approached.
Leon. If you swear, my lord, you shall not be for
sworn.—Let me bid you welcome, my lord : being reEnter Don Pedro, attended by BALThazar and
conciled to the prince your brother, I owe you all duty. others, Don John, CLAUDIO, and BENEDICK.
D. John. I thank you : I am not of many words, D. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come to but I thank you. meet your trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid Leon. Please it your grace lead on? cost, and you encounter it.
D. Pedro. Your hand, Leonato; we will go together. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the like
(Exeunt all but Benz, and CLAUD. ness of your grace; for trouble being gone, comfort Claud. Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of should remain; but when you depart from me sorrow signior Leonato? abides, and happiness takes his leave.
Bene. I noted her not: but I looked on her.
Bene. Do you question me as an honest man should Leon. Her mother hath many times told me so. do, for my simple true judgment; or would you have Bene. Were you in doubt that you asked her? me speak after my custom, as being a professed tyrant Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you &
to their sex? child.
Claud. No, I pray thee, speak in sober judgment. D. Pedro. You have it full, Benedick: we may guess Bene. Why, i' faith, methinks she is too low for a by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too little for fathers herself :-Be happy, lady! for you are like an a great praise : only this commendation I can affoni honourable father.
her : that were she other than she is, sie were unhandBene. If signior Leonato be her father, she would not some; and being no other but as she is, I do not like have his head on her shoulders for all Messina, as like her. him as she is.
Claud. Thou thinkest I am in sport; I pray thee, a Stuffed-stored, furnished.
tell me truly how thou likest ber. Fire wits. Shakspere here uses the term wits in the sense
Bene. Would you buy her, that you inquire after her ! of intellectual powers. Johnson says, “The wits seem to have Claud. Can the world buy such a jewel ? been rechoned fire, by analogy to the five senses, or the fire Bene. Yea, and a case to put it into. But speak you • Bear it for a difference-for a distinction--as in heraldry.
this with a sad brow? or do you play the flouting Jack; His faith—his belief generally; here, his confidence in a
to tell us Cupid is a good hare-finder, and Vulcan a friend.
rare carpenter?" Come, in what key shall a man take e In your books. He who is in your books—or, as we some.
you, to go in the song ?b times your good books-is he whom you think well of whom you trust. It appears tolerably obvious, then, that the a Benedick is laughing at Claudio for his love of Hero, phrase has a commercial origin; and that, as he who has ob- which indeed he still scarcely credits. He asks him—Speak i ained credit, buys upon trust, is in his creditor's books, so he you this with a sad brow ?'-.e. are you serious in your passion ? who has obtained in any way the confidence of another is said or are you fouting or mocking us, -as though you were to say
that Cupid, the blind god, has the keenest sight to spy a hare, ace Square-quarreller. To square is to dispute-to confront that Vulcan, the smith, is a rare carpenter bostilily.
ialets of ideas."
To join in the song.
to be in his books.
Claud. In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever D. Pedro. Well, as time shall try : I looked on.
“In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.” Bere. I can see yet without spectacles, and I see no Bene. The savage bull may; but if ever this sensitie such matter : there's her cousin, an she were not pos- Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and set them sessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the in my forehead : and let me be vilely painteil ; and in first of May doth the last of December. But I hope you such great letters as they write, “ Here is good house to have no interit to turn husband; have you?
hire,” let them signify under my sign,—“Here you Claud. I would scarce trust myself
, though I had may see Benedick the married man." stor the contrary, if Hero would be my wife.
Claud. If this should ever happen thou wouldst be Bene. Is 't come to this, il faith?' Hath not the hom-mad. væld one man but he will wear his cap with suspicion? D. Pedro. Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again? Go quiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. i faith: an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a Bene. I look for an earthquake too then. yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays. Look, D. Pedro. Well, you will temporize with the hours. dan Pedro is returned to seek you.
In the mean time, good signior Benedick, repair to Reenter DON PEDRO.
Leonato's; commend me to him, and tell him I will
not fail him at supper; for, indeed, he hath made great D. Pedro. What secret hath held you here, that you preparation. followed not to Leonato's ?
Bene. I have almost matter enough in me for such Bene. I would your grace would constrain me to tell. an embassage ; and so I commit youD. Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegiance.
Claud. To the tuition of God : From my bouse, (if Bene. You hear, count Claudio : I can be secret as I had it)a dumb man, I would have you think so; but on my D. Pedro. The sixth of July: Your loving friend, allegiance, --mark you this, on my allegiance :-He is Benedick. in love. With who 1-now that is your grace's part.- Bene. Nay, mock not, mock not : The body of your Jark, how short his answer is :-—With Hero, Leonato's discourse is sometime gựarded a with fragments, and the sust daugbter
guards are but slightly basted on neither : ere you flout Claud. If this were so, so were it uttered.
old ends any further, examine your conscience; and Bene. Like the old tale, my lord: “it is not so, nor so I leave you.
[Exit BENE. t was not so; but, indeed, God forbid it should be so." Claud. My liege, your highness now may do me Claud. If my passion change not shortly, God forbid
good. it should be otherwise.
D. Pedro. My love is thine to teach ; teach it but D. Pedro. Amen, if you love her ; for the lady is
how, Tery well worthy.
And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn
D. Pedro. No child but Hero, she 's his only heir : Bene. And by my two faiths and troths, my lord, I Dost thou affect her, Claudio ? poke mine.
O my lord, Claud. That I love her, I feel.
When you went onward on this ended action, D. Pedro. That she is worthy, I know.
I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, Bere. That I neither feel how she should be loved, That lik d, but had a rougher task in hand na know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that Than to drive liking to the name of love : fire cannot melt cut of me; I will die in it at the But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts stake.
Have left their places vacant, in their rooms D. Pedro. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the Come thronging soft and delicate desires, despite of beauty.
All prompting me how fair young Hero is, Cleud. And never could maintain his part but in the Saying, I lik'd her ere I went to wars. fire of his will.
D. Pedro. Thou wilt be like a lover presently, Bene. That a woman conceived me, I thank her; | And tire the hearer with a book of words: that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble if thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it; thanks: but that I will have a recheat " winded in my And I will break with her; (and with her father frehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick, And thou shalt have her:] Was 't not to this end all women shall pardon me : Because I will not do That thou begann'st to twist sv fine a story? ther the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the Claud. How sweetly do you minister to love, i ghat to trust none; and the fine is, (for the which I That know love's grief by his complexion ! may go the finer,) I will live a bachelor.
But lest my liking might too sudden seem, D. Pedro. I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with I would have salv'd it with a longer treatise.
D. Pedro. What need the bridge much broader than Bene. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my
the flood ? not with love: prove that ever I lose more blood The fairest grant is the necessity : with love than I will get again with drinking, pick out Look, what will serve is fit: 't is once, thou lovest ; hie eyes with a ballad-maker's pen, and hang me up And I will fit thee with the remedy. the door of a brothel-house, for the sign of blind I know we shall have revelling to-night;
I will assume thy part in some disguise,
And in her bosom I 'll unclasp my heart, Pene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat, and And take her hearing prisoner with the force samt at me; and he that hits me let him be clapped on And strong encounter of my amorous tale : the shoulder and called Adam.
Then, after, to her father will I break; • Rechest-the huntsman's vote 10 recall the hounds.
& Guarded-trimmed, as with guards on apparel. Balanck-a belt.
• The fine-the conclusion. b The old ends flouted at were the long winded conclusious oi in allus on to the old archer of ballad nuturiety-Adam private letters.
• Unce - ouce for all.
And, the conclusion is, she shall be thine :
this, till you may do it without controlment. You have In practice let us put it presently.
[Exeunt. of late stood out against your brother, and he hath ta en
you newly into his grace; where it is impossible you SCENE II.-A Room in Leonato's House. should take root, but by the fair weather that you make
yourself: it is needful that you frame the season for Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO.
your own harvest. Leon. How now, brotoer ? Where is my cousin, your D. John. I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a son? Hath he provided this music ?
rose in his grace; and it better fits my blood to be disAnt. He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can dained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from tell you news that you yet dreamt not of.
any: in this, though I cannot be said to be a flattering Leon. Are they good ?
honest man, it must not be denied that I am a plainAnt. As the event stamps them ; but they have a good dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle, and encover ; they show well outward. The prince and count franchised with a clog; therefore I have decreed not to Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached alley in my sing in my cage: If I had my mouth I would bite; it orchard, were thus overheard by a man of mine : The I had my liberty I would do my liking : in the mean prince discovered to Claudio that he loved my niece, time, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me. your daughter, and meant to acknowledge it this night Con. Can you make no use of your discontent? in a dance; and, if he found her accordant, he meant to D. John. I make all use of it, for I use it only. Who take the present time by the top, and instantly break comes here? What news, Borachio ? with you of it. Leon. Hath the fellow any wit that told you this?
Enter BORACHIO. Ant. A good sharp fellow ; I will send for him, and Bora. I came yonder from a great supper ; the prince, question him yourself.
your brother, is royally entertained by Leonato ; and I Leon. No, no; we will hold it as a dream, till it can give you intelligence of an intended marriage. appear itself :- but I will acquaint my daughter withal, D. John. Will it serve for any model to build misthat she may be the better prepared for an answer, if chief on? What is he for a fool that betroths himself peradventure this be true. Go you, and tell her of it. to unquietness ? (Several persons cross the stage.] Cousins, you know Bora. Marry, it is your brother's right hand. what you have to do.-0, I cry you mercy, friend : go D. John. Who? the most exquisite Claudio ? you with me, and I will use your skill :-Good cousin, Bora. Even he. have a care this busy time.
[Exeunt. D. John. A proper squire! And who, and who?
which way looks he? SCENE III.-Another Room in Leonato's House. Bora. Marry, on Hero, the daughter and heir of
D. John. A very forward March-chick! How came Con. What the good year, my lord ! why are you you to this ?. thus out of measure sad ?
Bora. Being entertained for a perfumer, as I was D. John. There is no measure in the occasion that smoking a musty room, comes me the prince and breeds, therefore the sadness is without limit.
Claudio, hand in hand, in sad b conference : I whipt be Con. You should hear reason.
hind the arras; and there heard it agreed upon, that the D. John. And when I have heard it, what blessing prince should woo Hero for himself, and having obtained bringeth it?
her give her to count Claudio. Con. If not a present remedy, yet a patient sufferance. D. John. Come, come, let us thither; this may prove
D. John. I wonder that thou, being (as thou say'st food to my displeasure : that young start-up hath all thou art) born under Saturn, goest about to apply a the glory of my overthrow; if I can cross him any way moral medicine to a mortifying mischief. I cannot hide i bless myself every way! You are both sure, and will what I am: I must be sad when I have cause, and assist me? smile at no man's jests; eat when I have stomach, and Con. To the death, my lord. wait for no man's leisure; sleep when I am drowsy, and D. John. Let us to the great supper : their cheer is tend on no man's business ; laugh when I am merry, the greater that I am subdued : 'Would the cook were and claw no man in his humour.
of my mind !-Shall we go prove what 's to be done? Con. Yea, but you must not make the full show of Bora. We 'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt.
SCENE I.-A Hall in Leonato's House. money enough in his purse, such a man would win Enter Leonato, AntONIO, Hero, BEATRICE, and any woman in the world,—if he could get her good
Leon. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a Leon. Was not count John here at supper ?
husband if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. Ant. I saw him not.
Ant. In faith, she's too curst. Beat. How tartly that gentleman looks! I never Beat. Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen can see him but I am heartburned an hour after. God's sending that way: for it is said, “ God sends a
Hero. He is of a very melancholy disposition. curst cow short horns ;" but to a cow too curst he sends
Beat. He were an excellent man that were made none. just in the mid-way between him and Benedick; the Leon. So, by being too curst God will send you no one is too like an image, and says nothing; and the horns. other too like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling. Beat. Just, if he send me no husband; for the which
Leon. Then half signior Benedick's tongue in count blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and John's mouth, and balf count John's melancholy in evening : Lord! I could not endure a husband with a signior Benedick's face,
beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woollen. Beal. With a good leg, and a good foot, uncle, and * Canker-the dog rose.
Leon. You may light upon a husband that hath no Bene. Well, I would you did like me. beard.
Marg. So would not I, for your own sake, for I hare Beat. What should I do with him? dress him in my many ill qualities. apparel, and make him my waiting-gentlewoman? He Bene. Which is one that hath a beard is more than a youth; and he that Marg. I say my prayers aloud. lath no beard is less than a man : and he that is more Bene. I love you the better; the hearers may cry, than a youth is not for me; and he that is less than a man I am not for him : Therefore I will even take six- Marg. God match me with a good dancer! penice in earnest of the bearward, and lead his apes into Balth. Amen.
Marg. And God keep him out of my sight when the Leon. Well, then, go you into hell?
dance is done !- Answer, clerk. Beat. No; but to the gate; and there will the devil Balth. No more words; the clerk is answered. meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, Urs. I know you well enough ; you are signior Anand say, “Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to tonio. hearen; here 's no place for you maids :” so deliver Ant. At a word, I am not. I up my apes, and away to saint Peter : for the Urs. I know you by the waggling of your head. bearens, he shows me where the bachelors sit, and there Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him. live we as merry as the day is long.
Urs. You could never do bim so ill-well, unless you Ant. Well, niece, [to HERO] I trust you will be were the very man : Here 's his dry hand up and down; ruled by your father.
you are he, you are he. Beat. Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make Ant. At a word, I am not. courtesy, and say, “As it please you :"—but yet for all Urs. Come, come; do you think I do not know you that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? Go another courtesy, and say, “ Father, as it please me.” to, mum, you are he : graces will appear, and there's
Leon. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted an end. with a husband.
Beat. Will you not tell me who told you so ? Beat. Not till God make men of some other metal Bene. No, you shall pardon me. than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be over- Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are? mastered with a piece of valiant dust ? to make ac- Bene. Not now. count of her life to a clod of wayward marl? No, Beat. That I was disdainful,—and that I had my tele, I ll none: Adam's sons are my brethren; and good wit out of the Hundred merry Tales; – Weli, truly I hold it a sin to match in my kindred.
this was signior Benedick that said so. Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you: if the Bene. What 's he? prince do solicit you in that kind, you know your Beat. I am sure you know him well enough.
Bene. Not I, believe me. Beat. The fault will be in the music, cousin, if you Beat. Did he never make you laugh? be not wooed in good time: if the prince be too im. Bene. I pray you, what is he? portant, tell him there is measure in everything, and so Beat. Why, he is the prince's jester : a very dull dance out the answer. For hear me, Hero; Wooing, fool; only his gift is in devising impossible slanders: wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig, a measure, none but libertines delight in him; and the commendaand a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty, like a tion is not in his wit but in his villainy; for he both Scotch jig, and full as fantastical; the wedding, man- pleaseth men and angers them, and then they laugh at nely-modest, as a measure full of state and ancientry; him and beat him: I am sure he is in the fleet; I would and then comes repentance, and, with his bad legs, falls he had boarded a me. into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into Bene. When I know the gentleman, I 'll tell him Leon. Cousin, you apprehend passing shrewdly, Beat. Do, do: he 'll but break a comparison or two
Beat. I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church on me; which, peradventure, not marked, or not laughed by daylight.
at, strikes him into melancholy; and then there 's a Leon. The revellers are entering, brother ; make partridge' wing saved, for the fool will eat no supper that goed mom
night. (Music within.] We must follow the leaders.
Bene. In every good thing. Enter Dox PEDRO, Claudio, BENEDICK, BALTHAZAR;
Beat. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them Don John, BORACHIO, MARGARET, Ursula, and
at the next turning. [Dance. Then exeunt all others, masked.
but Don John, Bora., and Claus. D.Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your friend? D. John. Sure, my brother is amorous on Hero, and
Hero. So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and say bath withdrawn her father to break with him about it: pothing, I am yours for the walk; and, especially, when The ladies follow her, and but one visor remains.
Bora. And that is Claudio: I know him by his D. Pedró. With me in your company?
bearing. Hero. I may say so when I please.
D. John. Are not you signior Benedick? D. Pedro. And when please you to say so ?
Claud. You know me well; I am he. Hero. When I like your favour; for God defend D. John. Signior, you are very near my brotner in the lute should be like the case !
his love: he is enamoured on Hero ; I pray you disD. Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within the suade him from her, she is no equal for his birth : you house is Jove.
may do the part of an honest man in it. Hero. Why, then your visor should be thatch'd. Claud. How know you he loves her ? D. Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love.
D. John. I heard him swear his affection.
[Takes her aside. Bora. So did I too; and he swore he would marry Important-importunate.
her to-night. * The technical meaning of measure, a particular sort of dance, D. John. Come, let us to the banquet. is bene played upon. Beatrice's own description of that dance,
[Exeunt Don John and Bor. *fall of state and ancientry," is the most characteristic account are of it
Claud. Thus answer I in name of Benedick, • Defend-forbid.
what you say
I walk away.