ACT 2
Scene 1

...upon your Lordship.
Enter Leonato, his brother, Hero his daughter, and Beatrice his niece, with Ursula and Margaret.

...you speak love.
Benedick and Margaret move forward.

...did like me.
So would not I for your own sake, for I have
many ill qualities.

...Which is one?
I say my prayers aloud.

...may cry “Amen.”
God match me with a good dancer.
They separate; Benedick moves aside; Balthasar moves forward.

... Amen.
And God keep him out of my sight when the
dance is done. Answer, clerk.

...clerk is answered.
They move aside; Ursula and Antonio move forward.

...the next turning.
Dance. Then exit all except Don John, Borachio, and Claudio.

ACT 3
Scene 1

...get her picture.
Enter Hero and two gentlewomen, Margaret and Ursula.

...leave us alone.
I’ll make her come, I warrant you, presently.
She exits.

Scene 4

...we’ll obey you.
Enter Hero, and Margaret, and Ursula.

...come hither. Well.
Troth, I think your other rebato were
better.

...I’ll wear this.
By my troth, ’s not so good, and I warrant
your cousin will say so.

...none but this.
I like the new tire within excellently, if the
hair 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.

...exceeds, they say.
By my troth, ’s but a nightgown in respect
of 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.

...is exceeding heavy.
’Twill be heavier soon by the weight of a
man.

...Art not ashamed?
Of what, lady? Of speaking honorably? Is
not marriage honorable in a beggar? Is not your
lord honorable without marriage? I think you
would have me say “Saving your reverence, a husband.”
An bad thinking do not wrest true speaking,
I’ll offend nobody. Is there any harm in “the heavier
for a husband”? None, I think, an it be the right
husband and the right wife. Otherwise, ’tis light and
not heavy. Ask my lady Beatrice else. Here she
comes.

...other tune, methinks.
Clap ’s into Light o’ love. That goes
without a burden. Do you sing it, and I’ll dance it.

...lack no barns.
O, illegitimate construction! I scorn that
with my heels.

...exceeding ill. Heigh-ho!
For a hawk, a horse, or a husband?

...them all, H.
Well, an you be not turned Turk, there’s no
more sailing by the star.

...the fool, trow?
Nothing, I; but God send everyone their
heart’s desire.

...I cannot smell.
A maid, and stuffed! There’s goodly catching
of cold.

...you professed apprehension?
Ever since you left it. Doth not my wit
become me rarely?

...I am sick.
Get you some of this distilled carduus benedictus
and lay it to your heart. It is the only thing for
a qualm.

...in this benedictus?
Moral? No, by my troth, I have no moral
meaning; I 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.

...thy tongue keeps?
Not a false gallop.

...Meg, good Ursula.
They exit.

ACT 5
Scene 2

...this lewd fellow.
Enter Benedick and Margaret.

...speech of Beatrice.
Will you then write me a sonnet in praise
of my beauty?

...thou deservest it.
To have no man come over me? Why, shall I
always keep below stairs?

...mouth; it catches.
And yours as blunt as the fencer’s foils,
which hit but hurt not.

...thee the bucklers.
Give us the swords; we have bucklers of our
own.

...weapons for maids.
Well, I will call Beatrice to you, who I
think hath legs.

...therefore will come.
Margaret exits.

Scene 4

...up this woe.
Enter Leonato, Benedick, Beatrice, Margaret, Ursula, Leonato’s brother, Friar, Hero.

...to young Claudio.
The ladies exit.

...comes other reck’nings.
Enter Leonato’s brother, Hero, Beatrice, Margaret, Ursula, the ladies masked.

...plays. They dance.
They exit.