Act 3, Scene 4
A Room in LEONATO'S House.
- [Enter HERO, MARGARET, and URSULA.]
- Hero
- 1206 Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice, and desire her to rise.
- Ursula
- 1207 I will, lady.
- Hero
- 1208 And bid her come hither.
- Ursula
- 1209 Well.
- [Exit.]
- Margaret
- 1210 Troth, I think your other rabato were better.
- Hero
- 1211 No, pray thee, good Meg, I'll wear this.
- Margaret
- 1212 By my troth's not so good; and I warrant your cousin will say so.
- Hero
- 1213 My cousin 's a fool, and thou art another: I'll wear none but this.
- Margaret
- 1214 I like the new tire within excellently, if the hair were a thought
- 1215 browner; and your gown 's a most rare fashion, i' faith. I saw the
- 1216 Duchess of Milan's gown that they praise so.
- Hero
- 1217 O! that exceeds, they say.
- Margaret
- 1218 By my troth 's but a night-gown in respect of yours: cloth o' gold,
- 1219 and cuts, and laced with silver, set with pearls, down sleeves, side
- 1220 sleeves, and skirts round, underborne with a blush tinsel; but for a
- 1221 fine, quaint, graceful, and excellent fashion, yours is worth ten on't.
- Hero
- 1222 God give me joy to wear it! for my heart is exceeding heavy.
- Margaret
- 1223 'Twill be heavier soon by the weight of a man.
- Hero
- 1224 Fie upon thee! art not ashamed?
- Margaret
- 1225 Of what, lady? of speaking honourably? is not marriage honourable in
- 1226 a beggar? Is not your lord honourable without marriage? I think you
- 1227 would have me say, 'saving your reverence, a husband:' an bad thinking
- 1228 do not wrest true speaking, I'll offend nobody. Is there any harm in
- 1229 'the heavier for a husband'? None, I think, an it be the right husband
- 1230 and the right wife; otherwise 'tis light, and not heavy: ask my Lady
- 1231 Beatrice else; here she comes.
- [Enter BEATRICE.]
- Hero
- 1232 Good morrow, coz.
- Beatrice
- 1233 Good morrow, sweet Hero.
- Hero
- 1234 Why, how now? do you speak in the sick tune?
- Beatrice
- 1235 I am out of all other tune, methinks.
- Margaret
- 1236 Clap's into 'Light o' love'; that goes without a burden: do you sing
- 1237 it, and I'll dance it.
- Beatrice
- 1238 Ye, light o' love with your heels! then, if your husband have stables
- 1239 enough, you'll see he shall lack no barnes.
- Margaret
- 1240 O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with my heels.
- Beatrice
- 1241 'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin; 'tis time you were ready. By my
- 1242 troth, I am exceeding ill. Heigh-ho!
- Margaret
- 1243 For a hawk, a horse, or a husband?
- Beatrice
- 1244 For the letter that begins them all, H.
- Margaret
- 1245 Well, an you be not turned Turk, there's no more sailing by the star.
- Beatrice
- 1246 What means the fool, trow?
- Margaret
- 1247 Nothing I; but God send every one their heart's desire!
- Hero
- 1248 These gloves the Count sent me; they are an excellent perfume.
- Beatrice
- 1249 I am stuffed, cousin, I cannot smell.
- Margaret
- 1250 A maid, and stuffed! there's goodly catching of cold.
- Beatrice
- 1251 O, God help me! God help me! how long have you professed
- 1252 apprehension?
- Margaret
- 1253 Ever since you left it. Doth not my wit become me rarely!
- Beatrice
- 1254 It is not seen enough, you should wear it in your cap. By my troth,
- 1255 I am sick.
- Margaret
- 1256 Get you some of this distilled Carduus Benedictus, and lay it to
- 1257 your heart: it is the only thing for a qualm.
- Hero
- 1258 There thou prick'st her with a thistle.
- Beatrice
- 1259 Benedictus! why benedictus? you have some moral in this Benedictus.
- Margaret
- 1260 Moral! no, by my troth, I have no moral meaning; I meant, plain
- 1261 holy-thistle. You may think, perchance, that I think you are in love:
- 1262 nay, by'r lady, I am not such a fool to think what I list; nor I list
- 1263 not to think what I can; nor, indeed, I cannot think, if I would
- 1264 think my heart out of thinking, that you are in love, or that you
- 1265 will be in love, or that you can be in love. Yet Benedick was such
- 1266 another, and now is he become a man: he swore he would never marry;
- 1267 and yet now, in despite of his heart, he eats his meat without
- 1268 grudging: and how you may be converted, I know not; but methinks
- 1269 you look with your eyes as other women do.
- Beatrice
- 1270 What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?
- Margaret
- 1271 Not a false gallop.
- [Re-enter URSULA.]
- Ursula
- 1272 Madam, withdraw: the prince, the count, Signior Benedick, Don John,
- 1273 and all the gallants of the town, are come to fetch you to church.
- Hero
- 1274 Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, good Ursula.
- [Exeunt.]