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Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULAHERO
Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice, and desireURSULA
her to rise.
I will, lady.HERO
And bid her come hither.URSULA
Well.MARGARET
Exit
Troth, I think your other rabato were better.HERO
No, pray thee, good Meg, I'll wear this.MARGARET
By my troth, 's not so good; and I warrant yourHERO
cousin will say so.
My cousin's a fool, and thou art another: I'll wearMARGARET
none but this.
I like the new tire within excellently, if the hairHERO
were a thought browner; and your gown's a most rare
fashion, i' faith. I saw the Duchess of Milan's
gown that they praise so.
O, that exceeds, they say.MARGARET
By my troth, 's but a night-gown in respect ofHERO
yours: cloth o' gold, and cuts, and laced with
silver, set with pearls, down sleeves, side sleeves,
and skirts, round underborne with a bluish tinsel:
but for a fine, quaint, graceful and excellent
fashion, yours is worth ten on 't.
God give me joy to wear it! for my heart isMARGARET
exceeding heavy.
'Twill be heavier soon by the weight of a man.HERO
Fie upon thee! art not ashamed?MARGARET
Of what, lady? of speaking honourably? Is notHERO
marriage honourable in a beggar? Is not your lord
honourable without marriage? I think you would have
me say, 'saving your reverence, a husband:' and bad
thinking do not wrest true speaking, I'll offend
nobody: is there any harm in 'the heavier for a
husband'? None, I think, and it be the right husband
and the right wife; otherwise 'tis light, and not
heavy: ask my Lady Beatrice else; here she comes.
Enter BEATRICE
Good morrow, coz.BEATRICE
Good morrow, sweet Hero.HERO
Why how now? do you speak in the sick tune?BEATRICE
I am out of all other tune, methinks.MARGARET
Clap's into 'Light o' love;' that goes without aBEATRICE
burden: do you sing it, and I'll dance it.
Ye light o' love, with your heels! then, if yourMARGARET
husband have stables enough, you'll see he shall
lack no barns.
O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with my heels.BEATRICE
'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin; tis time you wereMARGARET
ready. By my troth, I am exceeding ill: heigh-ho!
For a hawk, a horse, or a husband?BEATRICE
For the letter that begins them all, H.MARGARET
Well, and you be not turned Turk, there's no moreBEATRICE
sailing by the star.
What means the fool, trow?MARGARET
Nothing I; but God send every one their heart's desire!HERO
These gloves the count sent me; they are anBEATRICE
excellent perfume.
I am stuffed, cousin; I cannot smell.MARGARET
A maid, and stuffed! there's goodly catching of cold.BEATRICE
O, God help me! God help me! how long have youMARGARET
professed apprehension?
Even since you left it. Doth not my wit become me rarely?BEATRICE
It is not seen enough, you should wear it in yourMARGARET
cap. By my troth, I am sick.
Get you some of this distilled Carduus Benedictus,HERO
and lay it to your heart: it is the only thing for a qualm.
There thou prickest her with a thistle.BEATRICE
Benedictus! why Benedictus? you have some moral inMARGARET
this Benedictus.
Moral! no, by my troth, I have no moral meaning; IBEATRICE
meant, plain holy-thistle. You may think perchance
that I think you are in love: nay, by'r lady, I am
not such a fool to think what I list, nor I list
not to think what I can, nor indeed I cannot think,
if I would think my heart out of thinking, that you
are in love or that you will be in love or that you
can be in love. Yet Benedick was such another, and
now is he become a man: he swore he would never
marry, and yet now, in despite of his heart, he eats
his meat without grudging: and how you may be
converted I know not, but methinks you look with
your eyes as other women do.
What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?MARGARET
Not a false gallop.URSULA
Re-enter URSULA
Madam, withdraw: the prince, the count, SigniorHERO
Benedick, Don John, and all the gallants of the
town, are come to fetch you to church.
Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, good Ursula.
Exeunt
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