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a quarter in rheum: Therefore it is most expedient for the wise (if Don Worm, his conscience, find no impediment to the contrary), to be the trumpet of his own virtues, as I am to myself: So much for prais. ing myself(who, I myself will bear witness, is praiseworthy), and now tell me, How doth your cousin!
Beat. Very ill.
Bene. Serve God, love me, and mend: there will I leave you too, for here comes one in haste.
Urs. Madam, you must come to your uncles yonder's old coil* at home: it is proved my lady Hero hath been falsely accused, the prince and Claudio mightily abused; and Don John is the author of all, who is fled and gone: will you come presently?
Beat. Will you go hear this news, signior?
Bene. I will live in thy heart, die in tby lap, and be buried in thy eyes; and, moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle's.
The inside of a church.
Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, and attendants, with
music and tapers.
Claud. Is this the monument of Leonato ?
Done to death by slanderous tongues
Was the Hero that here lies :
Gives her fame which never dies:
Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn.
Pardon, Goddess of the night,
Claud. Now, unto thy bones good night!
Yearly will I do this rite. D. Pedro. Good morrow, masters; put your
torches out: The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle
day, Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about
Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray: Thanks to you all, and leave us; fare you well. Claud. Good morrow, masters; each his several
D. Pedro. Come, let us hence, and put on other
weeds: And then to Leonato's we will go. Claud. And, Hymen, now with luckier issue
speed's, Than this, for whom we render'd up this woe!
A room in Leonato's house.
Enter Leonato, Antonio, Benedick, Beatrice,
Ursula, Friar, und Hero.
Friar. Did I not tell you she was innocent?
Ant. Well, I am glad that all things sort so well.
Bene. And so am I, being else by faith enforc'd To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it..
Leon. Well, daughter, and you gentlewomen all,
Ant. Which I will do with confirm'd countenance.
Bene. To bind me, or undo me, one of them.-
Leon. That eye my daughter lent her; 'Tis most
true. Bene. And I do with an eye of love requite her. Leon. The sight whereof, I think, you had from
me, From Claudio, and the prince; But what's your will ?
Bene. Your answer, sir, is enigmatical:
Leon. My heart is with your liking.
And my help. Here comes the prince, and Claudio.
Enter Don Pedro and Claudio, with attendants.
D. Pedro. Good morrow to this fair assembly. Leon. Good morrow, prince; good morrow Clau.
dio; We here attend you; are you get determin'd To-day to marry with my brother's daugliter?
Claud. I'll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope. Leon. Call her forth, brother, here's the friar ready.
(Erit Antonio. D. Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick: Why what's
the matter, That you have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness?
Claud, I think, he thinks upon the savage bull:Tush, fear not, man, we'll tip thy horns with gold, And all Europa shall rejoice at thee; As once Europa did at lusty Jove, When he would play the noble beast in love.
Bene. Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low; And some such strange bull leap'd your father's cow, And got a calf in that same noble feat, Much liks to you, for you have just his bleat.
Re-enter Antonio, with the Ladies mask'd. Claud. For this I owe you: here come other
reckonings. Which is the lady I must seize upon?
Ant. This same is she, and I do give you her. Claud. Why then she's mine: Sweet, let me see
your face. Leon. No, that you shall not, till you take her
hand Before this friar, and swear to marry her.
Claud. Give me your hand before this holy friar; I am your husband, if you like of me. Hero. And when I lived, I was your other wife :
[Unmasking And when you loved, you were my other husband.
Claud. Another Hero?
D. Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead!
Bene. Soft and fair, friar.-Which is Beatrice ?
What is your will?
No, no more than reason.
Beat. Do not you love me?
No, no more than reason.