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- MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
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- Act 3 Scene 1
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- (Enter Hero and two gentlewomen, Margaret and Ursula)
- l1l Hero Good Margaret, run thee to the parlour.
- l2l There shalt thou find my cousin Beatrice
- l3l Proposing with the Prince and Claudio.
- l4l Whisper her ear, and tell her I and Ursula
- l5l Walk in the orchard, and our whole discourse
- l6l Is all of her. Say that thou overheardÆst us,
- l7l And bid her steal into the pleachΦd bower
- l8l Where honeysuckles, ripened by the sun,
- l9l Forbid the sun to enterùlike favourites
- l10l Made proud by princes, that advance their pride
- l11l Against that power that bred it. There will she hide her
- l12l To listen our propose. This is thy office.
- l13l Bear thee well in it, and leave us alone.
- l14l Margaret IÆll make her come, I warrant you, presently.
- (Exit)
- l15l Hero Now, Ursula, when Beatrice doth come,
- l16l As we do trace this alley up and down
- l17l Our talk must only be of Benedick.
- l18l When I do name him, let it be thy part
- l19l To praise him more than ever man did merit.
- l20l My talk to thee must be how Benedick
- l21l Is sick in love with Beatrice. Of this matter
- l22l Is little CupidÆs crafty arrow made,
- l23l That only wounds by hearsay.
- (Enter Beatrice) Now begin,
- l24l For look where Beatrice like a lapwing runs
- l25l Close by the ground to hear our conference.
- l26l Ursula The pleasantÆst angling is to see the fish
- l27l Cut with her golden oars the silver stream
- l28l And greedily devour the treacherous bait.
- l29l So angle we for Beatrice, who even now
- l30l Is couchΦd in the woodbine coverture.
- l31l Fear you not my part of the dialogue.
- l32l Hero Then go we near her, that her ear lose nothing
- l33l Of the false-sweet bait that we lay for it.ù
- (They approach Beatrice's hiding-place)
- l34l No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful.
- l35l I know her spirits are as coy and wild
- l36l As haggards of the rock.
- Ursula But are you sure
- l37l That Benedick loves Beatrice so entirely?
- l38l Hero So says the Prince and my new trothΦd lord.
- l39l Ursula And did they bid you tell her of it, madam?
- l40l Hero They did entreat me to acquaint her of it,
- l41l But I persuaded them, if they loved Benedick,
- l42l To wish him wrestle with affection
- l43l And never to let Beatrice know of it.
- l44l Ursula Why did you so? Doth not the gentleman
- l45l Deserve as full as fortunate a bed
- l46l As ever Beatrice shall couch upon?
- l47l Hero O god of love! I know he doth deserve
- l48l As much as may be yielded to a man.
- l49l But nature never framed a womanÆs heart
- l50l Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice.
- l51l Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes,
- l52l Misprising what they look on, and her wit
- l53l Values itself so highly that to her
- l54l All matter else seems weak. She cannot love,
- l55l Nor take no shape nor project of affection,
- l56l She is so self-endearΦd.
- Ursula Sure, I think so.
- l57l And therefore certainly it were not good
- l58l She knew his love, lest sheÆll make sport at it.
- l59l Hero Why, you speak truth. I never yet saw man,
- l60l How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featured,
- l61l But she would spell him backward. If fair-faced,
- l62l She would swear the gentleman should be her sister.
- l63l If black, why nature, drawing of an antic,
- l64l Made a foul blot. If tall, a lance ill headed;
- l65l If low, an agate very vilely cut;
- l66l If speaking, why, a vane blown with all winds;
- l67l If silent, why, a block movΦd with none.
- l68l So turns she every man the wrong side out,
- l69l And never gives to truth and virtue that
- l70l Which simpleness and merit purchaseth.
- l71l Ursula Sure, sure, such carping is not commendable.
- l72l Hero No, not to be so odd and from all fashions
- l73l As Beatrice is cannot be commendable.
- l74l But who dare tell her so? If I should speak
- l75l She would mock me into air, O, she would laugh me
- l76l Out of myself, press me to death with wit.
- l77l Therefore let Benedick, like covered fire,
- l78l Consume away in sighs, waste inwardly.
- l79l It were a better death than die with mocks,
- l80l Which is as bad as die with tickling.
- l81l Ursula Yet tell her of it, hear what she will say.
- l82l Hero No. Rather I will go to Benedick
- l83l And counsel him to fight against his passion.
- l84l And truly, IÆll devise some honest slanders
- l85l To stain my cousin with. One doth not know
- l86l How much an ill word may empoison liking.
- l87l Ursula O, do not do your cousin such a wrong.
- l88l She cannot be so much without true judgement,
- l89l Having so swift and excellent a wit
- l90l As she is prized to have, as to refuse
- l91l So rare a gentleman as Signor Benedick.
- l92l Hero He is the only man of Italy,
- l93l Always excepted my dear Claudio.
- l94l Ursula I pray you be not angry with me, madam,
- l95l Speaking my fancy. Signor Benedick,
- l96l For shape, for bearing, argument, and valour
- l97l Goes foremost in report through Italy.
- l98l Hero Indeed, he hath an excellent good name.
- l99l Ursula His excellence did earn it ere he had it.
- l100l When are you married, madam?
- l101l Hero Why, every day, tomorrow. Come, go in.
- l102l IÆll show thee some attires and have thy counsel
- l103l Which is the best to furnish me tomorrow.
- l104l Ursula (aside) SheÆs limed, I warrant you. We have caught her,
- madam.
- l105l Hero (aside) If it prove so, then loving goes by haps.
- l106l Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
- (Exeunt Hero and Ursula)
- l107l Beatrice (coming forward) What fire is in mine ears? Can this be
- true?
- l108l Stand I condemned for pride and scorn so much?
- l109l Contempt, farewell; and maiden pride, adieu.
- l110l No glory lives behind the back of such.
- l111l And, Benedick, love on. I will requite thee,
- l112l Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand.
- l113l If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee
- l114l To bind our loves up in a holy band.
- l115l For others say thou dost deserve, and I
- l116l Believe it better than reportingly.
- (Exit)
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