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But for my will, my will is, your good will
Leon. My heart is with your liking.
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Enter Don Pedro and Claudio with Attendants.
Leon. Good morrow, Prince, good morrow, Claudio,
[Exit Ant. Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick ; why, what's the
Claud. I think he thinks upon the savage bull:
Bene. Bull Jove, Sir, had an amiable low,
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Leon. This fame is she, and I do give you her.
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 liv'd, I was your other wife.
[Unmasking. And when you lov'd, you were my other husband.
Claud. Another Hero?
Hero. Nothing certainer.
Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead!
Friar. All this amazement can I qualifie.
Bene. Soft and fair, Friar. Which is Beatrice?
Bene. Why then your uncle and the Prince, and Claudio Have been deceiv'd; for they did swear you did.
Beat. Do not you love me?
Beat. Why then my cousin, Margaret and Ursula
Bene. They swore you were almost fick for me.
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For here's a paper written in his hand,
Hero. And here's another,
Bene. A miracle ! here's our own hands against our hearts; come, I will have thee; but, by this light, I take thee for pity.
Beat. I would ' 'now' deny you; but by this good day, I yield upon great persuasion, and partly to save for as I was told, you were in a consumption.
Bene. Peace, I will stop your mouth. [Kisses ber. Pedro. How dost thou, Benedick, the married man?
Bene. I'll tell thee what, Prince; a college of witcrackers cannot fout me out of my humour: dost thou think I care for a satyr, or an epigram? no: if a man will be beaten with brains, he shall wear nothing handsome about him ; in brief, since I do purpose to marry, I will think nothing to any purpose that the world can say against it; and therefore never flout at me, for what I have said against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion; for thy part, Claudio, I did think to have beaten thee, but in that thou art like to be my kinsman, live unbruis'd, and love my cousin.
Claud. I had well hoped thou would'st have denied Beatrice, that I might have cudgelld thee out of thy single life, to make thee a double dealer, which out of question thou wilt be, if my cousin do not look exceeding narrowly to thee.
Bene. Come, come, we are friends ; let's have a dance ere we are marry'd, that we may lighten our own hearts, and our wives heels.
Leon. We'll have dancing afterwards.
Bene. First, o'my word; therefore play, musick. Prince, thou art sad, get thee a wife, get thee a wife; there is no staff more reverend than one tipt with horn.
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Bene. Think not on him 'till to-morrow: I'll devise thee brave punishments for him. Strike up, Pipers. (Dance.