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2 Watch. This is all. none ?

Serton. And this is more, masters, than you can Sexton. Master constable, you go not the way to deny. Prince John is this morning secretly stolen examine; you must call forth the watch that are away; Ilero was in this manner accused, in this very their accusers.

manner refused, and upon the grief of this, suddenly Dogb. Yea, marry, that's the eftest way: - - Let died. — - Master constable, let these men be bound, the watch come forth : - Masters, I charge you, in and brought to Leonato's; I will go before, and the prince's name, accuse these men.

show him their examination.

(Erit. 1 Watch. This man said, sir, that Don John, the Dogb. Come, let them be opinioned. prince's brother, was a villain.

Verg. Let them be in band. Dogb. Write down - prince John a villain : Con. Off, coxcomb! Why this is flat perjury, to call a prince's brother Dogb. God's my life! where's the sexton ? let villain.

him write down the prince's officer, coxcomb. Bora. Master constable,

Come, bind them :- - Thou naughty varlet! Doyb. Pray thee, fellow, peace; I do not like Con. Away! you are an ass, you are an ass. thy look, I promise thee.

Dogb. Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost Sexton. What heard you him say else?

thou not suspect my years ? - O that he were here to 2 Watch. Marry, that he had received a thousand write me down — an ass! but, masters, remember, ducats of Don John, for accusing the lady Hero that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet wrongfully.

forget not that I am an ass: – No, thou villain, thou Dogb. Flat burglary, as ever was committed. art full of piety, as shall be proved upon thee by good Verg. Yea, by the mass, that it is.

witness. I am a wise fellow; and, which is more, an Sexton. What else, fellow ?

officer; and, which is more, a housholder; and, which Watch. And that count Claudio did mean, is more, as pretty a piece of Hesh as any is in Mesupon his words, to disgrace Hero before the whole sina; and one that knows the law, go to ; and a rich assembly, and not marry her.

fellow enough, go to; and a fellow that hath had Dogb. O villain! thou wilt be condemned into losses ; and one that hath two gowns, and every thing everlasting redemption for this.

handsome about him : Bring him away. O, that Serton. What else 2

I had been writ down - an ass!

[Exeunt.

ACT V.

The like himself: therefore give me no counsel :
My griefs cry louder than advertisement.
Ant. Therein do men from children nothing

differ.
Leon. I pray thee, peace; I will be flesh and

blood;
For there was never yet philosopher,
That could endure the tooth-ach patiently;
However they have writ the style of gods,
And made a pish at chance and sufferance.

Ant. Yet bend not all the harm upon yourself;
Make those, that do offend you, suffer too.

Leon. There thou speak'st reason : nay, I will do

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SCENE I. - Before Leonato's House.

Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO.
Ant. If you go on thus, you will kill yourself ;
And 'tis not wisdom, thus to second grief
Against yourselt.
Leon.

I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a sieve: give not me counsel;
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear,
But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine.
Bring me a father, that so lov'd his child,
Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like mine,
And bid him speak of patience ;
Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine,
And let it answer every strain for strain ;
As thus for thus, and such a grief for such,
In every lineament, branch, shape, and form :
If such a one will smile, and stroke bis beard :
Cry
- sorrow, wag! and hein, when he should

groan ;
Patch grief with proverbs; make misfortune drunk
With candle-wasters; bring him yet to me,
And I of him will gather patience.
But there is no such man : For, brother, men
Can counsel, and speak comfort to that grief
Which they themselves not feel; but, tasting it,
Their counsel turns to passion, which before
Would give preceptial medicine to rage,
Fetter strong madness in a silken thread,
Charm ach with air, and agony with words :
No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience
To those that wring under the load of sorrow;
But no man's virtue, nor sufficiency,
To be su moral, when he shall endure

My soul doth tell me, Hero is belied ;
And that stall Claudio know, so shall the prince,
And all of them, that thus dishonour her. -

Enter Don Pedro and ClaudiO.
Ant. Here comes the prince, and Claudio, hastily.
D. Pedro. Good den, good den.
Claud.

Good day to both of you.
Leon. Hear you, my lords,
D. Pedro. We have some haste, Leonato.
Leon. Some haste, my lord ! — well, fare you

well, my lord :
Are you so hasty now? — well, all is one.

D. Pedro. Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old

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Ant. If he could right himself with quarrelling,
Some of us would lie low.
Claude

Who wrongs him?
Leon.

Marry,
Thou, thou dost wrong me; thou dissembler,

thou :

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care.

Nay, never lay thy hand upon thy sword,
I fear thee not.

Enter BENEDIC.-.
Claud.
Marry, beshrew my hand,

D. Pedro. See, see ; here comes the man we
If it should give your age such cause of fear : went to seek.
In faith), iny hand meant nothing to my sword. Claud. Now, signior! what news ?
Leon. Tush, tush, man, never fleer and jest at Bene. Good day, my lord.

D. Pedro. Welcome, signior : You are almost I speak not like a dotard, nor a fool;

come to part almost a fray. As, under privilege of age, to brag

Claud. We had like to have had our two noses What I have done being young, or what would do, snapped off with two old men without teeth. Were I not old : Know, Claudio, to thy head, D. Pedro. Leonato and his brother: What think'st Thou hast so wrong'd mine innocent child and me, thou ? Had we fought, I doubt, we should have That I am forc'd to lay my reverence by ;

been too young for them. And, with grey hairs, and bruise of many days, Bene. In a false quarrel there is no true valour : Do challenge thee to trial of a man.

I came to seek you both. I say, thou hast belied mine innocent child;

Claud. We have been up and down to seek thee; Thy slander hath gone through and through her for we are high proof melancholy, and would fain heart,

have it beaten away : Wilt thou use thy wit ? And she lyes buried with her ancestors :

Bene. It is in my scabbard; Shall I draw it? 0! in a tomb where never scandal slept,

D. Pedro. Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side? Save this of her's, fram'd by thy villainy.

Claud. Never any did so, though very many have Claud. My villainy!

been beside their wit. I will bid thee draw, as Leon.

Thine, Claudio ; thine I say do the minstrels; draw, to pleasure us. D. Pedro. You say not right, old man.

D. Pedro. As I am an honest man, he looks Leon.

My lord, my lord, pale : - Art thou sick, or angry? I'll prove it on his body, if he dare;

Claud. What! courage, man! What though care Despite his nice fence, and his active practice, killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill Ilis May of youth, and bloom of lustyhood. Claud. Away, I will not have to do with you.

Bene. Sir, I shall meet your wit in the career, an Leon. Canst thou so daff me? Thou hast kill'd you charge it against me:

I pray you, choose my child;

another subject. If thou kill'st me, boy, thou shalt kill a man.

Claud. Nay, then give him another staff ; this Ant. He shall kill two of us, and men indeed; last was broke cross. But that's no matter ; let him kill one first;

D. Pedro. By this light, he changes more and Win me and wear me, – - let him answer me, —

more; I think, he be angry indeed. Come follow me, boy ; come, boy, follow me: Claud. If he be, he knows how to turn his girdle. Sir boy, I'll whip you from your foining fence; Bene. Shall I speak a word in your ear? Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will.

Claud. God bless me from a challenge! Leon. Brother,

Bene. You are a villain ;- I jest not- I will dnt. Content yourself: God knows, I lov'd my make it good how you dare, with what you dare, niece;

and when you dare: Do me right, or I will proAnd she is dead, slander'd to death by villains; test your cowardice. You have killed a sweet lady, That dare as well answer a man, indeed,

and her death shall fall heavy on you : Let me hear As I dare take a serpent by the tongue : Boys, apes, braggarts, Jacks, milksops !

Claud. Well, I will meet you, so I may have Leon.

Brother Antony,

good cheer. Ant. Hold you content: What, man! I know D. Pedro. What, a feast? a feast?

Claud. I'faith, I thank him; he hath bid me to a And what they weigh, even to the utmost scruple: calf's head and a capon, the which if I do not carve Scambling, out-facing, fashion-mong'ring boys, most curiously say, my knife's naught. — Shall I Tlut lie, and cog, and flout, deprave and slander, not find a woodcock too ? Go antickly, and show outward hideousness,

Bene. Sir, your wit ambles well ; it And speak off half a dozen dangerous words,

D). Pedro. I'll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy How they might hurt their enemies, if they durst, wit the other day: I said, thou hadst a fine wit; And this is all.

True, says she, a fine little one : No, said I, a great Leon. But, brother Antony,

wit ; Right, says she, a great gross one : Nay, said I, Ant.

Come, 'tis no matter ; a goul wit ; Just, said she, it hurts no body: Nay, Do not you meddle, let me deal in this.

said I, the gentleman is wise ; Certain, said she, a D. Pedro. Gentlemen both, we will not wake wise gentleman : Nay, said I, he hath the longues ; your patience.

Tluit I believe, said she, for he swore a thing to me on viy heart is sorry for your daughter's death; Monday night, which he forswore on Tuesday morniBut, on my honour, she was charg’d with nothing ing; there's a double tongue ; there's two tongues. But what was true, and very full of proof.

Thus did she, an hour together, transshape thy parLeon. My lord, my lord,

ticular virtues; yet, at last, she concluded with a D. Pedro.

I will not hear you. sigh, thou wast the properest man in Italy. Leon.

No? Claud. For the which she wept heartily, and said, Brother, away:- I will be heard ; —

she cared not. Ant.

And shall, D. Pedro. Yea, that she did ; but yet, for all Or some of us will smart for it.

that, an if she did not hate him deadly, she would (Ereunt Leonato and ANTONIO. love him dearly : the old man's daughter told us all.

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me.

Claud. All, all ; and moreover, God saw him when D. Pedro. Runs not this speech like iron through he was hid in the garden.

your blood ? D. Pedro. But when shall we set the

savage

bull's Claud. Í have drunk poison, whiles he uttered it, horns on the sensible Benedick's head?

D. Pedro. But did my brother set thee on to this? Claud. Yea, and text underneath, Here dwells Bora. Yea, and paid me richly for the practice of it. Benedick the married man?

D. Pedro. He is compos’d and fram'd of treaBene. Fare you well, boy ! you know my mind ;

chery : I will leave you now to your gossip-like humour : And fled lie is upon this villainy. you break jests as braggarts do their blades, which, Claud. Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear God be thanked, hurt not. - My lord, for your in the rare semblance that I loved it first. many courtesies I tliank you : I must discontinue Dogb. Come, bring away the plaintiffs ; by this your company: your brother, the bastard, is fled time our Sexton hath reformed signior Leonato of from Messina : you have, among you, killed a sweet the matter : And masters, do not forget to specify, and innocent lady: For my lord Lack-beard, there, when time and place shall serve, that I am an ass. he and I shall meet; and till then, peace be with Verg. Here, here comes master signior Leonato, him.

[Erit BENEDICK. and the Sexton too. D. Pedro. He is in earnest.

Re-enter LEONATO and Antonio, with the Sexton. Claud. In most profound earnest ; and I'll warrart you, for the love of Beatrice.

Leon. Which is the villain ? Let me see his eyes; D. Pedro. And hath challenged thee?

That when I note another man like him, Claud. Most sincerely.

I may avoid him : Which of these is lie? D. Pedro. What a pretty thing man is, when he Bora. If you would know your wronger, look on goes in his doublet and hose, and leaves off his wit !

Leon. Art thou the slave, that with thy breath Enter DogBERRY, Verges, and the Watch, with

hast kill'd Conrade and BORACHIO.

Mine innocent child ? Claud. He is then a giant to an ape: but then is Bora.

Yea, even I alone. an ape a doctor to such a man.

Leon. No, not so, villain ; thou bely'st thyself; D. Peilro. But, soft you, let be ; pluck up, my Here stand a pair of honourable men, heart, and be sad! Did he not say, my brother was A third is fled, that had a hand in it: fled ?

I thank you, princes, for my daughter's death; Dogb. Come, you, sir; if justice cannot tame you, Record it with your high and worthy deeds; she shall ne'er weigh more reasons in her balance: 'Twas bravely done, if you bethink you of it. nay, an you be a cursing liypocrite once, you must Claud. I know not liow to pray your patience, be looked to,

Yet I must speak : Choose your revenge yourself; D. Pedro. How now, two of my brother's men Impose me to what penance your invention bound! Borachio, one!

Can lay upon my sin : yet sinn'd I not, Claud. Hearken after their offence, my lord ! But in mistaking

D. Pedro. Officers, what offence have these men D. Pedro. By my soul, nor 1; done ?

And yet, to satisfy this good old man, Dogb. Marry, sir, they have committed false re- I would bend under any heavy weight port; moreover, they have spoken untruths ; se- That he'll enjoin me to. condarily, they are slanders ; sixth and lastly, they Leon. I cannot bid you bid my daughter live, have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust That were impossible ; but I pray you both, things: and, to conclude, they are lying knaves. Possess the people in Messina here

D. Pedro. First, I ask thee what they have done ; | How innocent she died : and, if your love thirdly, I ask thee what's their offence; sixth and Can labour aught in sad invention, lastly, why they are committed ; and, to conclude, Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb, what you lay to their charge ?

And sing it to her bones ; sing it to-night: Claul. Rightly reasoned, and in his own division; To-morrow morning come you to my house; and, by my troth, there's one meaning well suited. And since you could not be my son-in-law,

D. Pedro. Whom have you offended, masters, that Be yet my nephew : my brother hath a daughter, you are thus bound to your answer ? this learned | Almost the copy of my child that's dead, constable is too cunning to be understood : What's And she alone is heir to both of us; your offence ?

Give her the right you should have given her ccusin, Bora. Sweet prince, let me go no further to And so dies my revenge. mine answer; do you hear me, and let this count Claul.

O, noble sir, kill me. I have deceived even your very eyes : what your over kindness doth wring tcars from me! your wiscloms could not discover, these shallow fools I do embrace your offer; and dispose have brought to light; who, in the night, overheard For henceforth of poor Claudio. me confessing to this man, how Don John your Leon. To-morrow then I will expect your combrother incensed me to slander the lady Hero; how

ing; you were brought into the orchard, and saw me To-night I take my leave. - This naughty man court Margaret in Hero's garments ; how you dis- Shall face to face be brought to Margaret, graced her, when you should marry her : my vil- Who, I believe, was pack'd in all this wrong, lainy they have upon record; which I had rather | Hir'd to it by your brother. seal with my death, than repeat over to my shame : Bora.

No, by my soul, she was not ; the lady is dead upon mine and my master's false Nor knew not what she did, when she spoke to me: accusation ; and, briefly, I desire nothing but the But always hath been just and virtuous, reward of a villain.

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Dogb. Moreover, sir, (which, indeed, is not good swimmer, Troilus tlie first employer of panunder white and black,) this plaintiff here, the ders, and a whole book full of these quondam caroffender, did call me ass: I beseech you, let it be pet-inongers, whose names yet run smoothly in the remembered in his punishment: And also, the even road of a blank verse, why, they were never so watch heard them talk of one Deformed: they say, truly turned over and over as my poor self, in love: be wears a key in his ear, and a lock hanging by it; Marry, I cannot show it in rhyme; I have tried ; and borrows money in God's name; the which he I can find out no rhyme to lady but baby, an innohath used so long, and never paid, that now men cent rhyme; for scorn, horn, a hard rhyme ; for grow hard-hearted, and will lend nothing for God's school, fool, a balıbling rhyme ; very ominous endsake : Pray you, examine him upon that point. ings : No, I was not born under a rhyming planet,

Leon. I thank thee for thy care and honest pairis. nor I cannot woo in festival terms,

Dogb. Your worship speaks like a most thankful and reverend youth; and I praise God for you.

Enter BEATRICE. Leon. There's for thy pains.

Sweet Beatrice, would'st thou come when I called Dogb. God save the foundation!

Hiee? Lemn. Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, and Beat. Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. I thank thee.

Bene. O, stay hut till then ! Dogh. I leave an arrant knave with your worship; Beat. Then, is spoken; fare you well now:which, I beseech your worship, to correct yourself, and yet, ere I go, let me go with that I came for, for the example of others. God keep your worship; which is, with knowing what hath passed between I wish your worship well; God restore you to health: you and Claudio. I humbly give you leave to depart ; and if a merry Bene. Only foul words; and thereupon I will meeting may be wished, God prohibit it. Come, kiss thee. neighbour.

Beat. Foul words is but foul wind, and foul (Exeunt DOGBERRY, Verges, and Watch. wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; Leon. Until to-morrow morning, lords, farewell. therefore I will depart unkissed. Ant. Farewell, my lords; we look for you to- Bene. Thou hast frighted the word out of his

right sense, so forcible is thy wit: But, I must tell D. Pedro. We will not fail.

thee plainly, Claudio undergoes my challenge; Claud.

To-night I'll mourn with Hero. and either I must shortly hear from him, or I will

(Ereunt Don Pedro and CLAUDIO. subscribe him a coward. And, I pray thee now, Leon. Bring you these fellows on; we'll talk with tell me, for which of my bad parts didst thou first Margaret,

fall in love with me? Ilow her acquaintance grew with this lewd fellow. Beat. For them all together; which maintained

[Exeunt. so politick a state of evil, that they will not admit

any good part to intermingle with them. But for SCENE II. Leonato's Garden.

which of my good parts did you first suffer love for Enter BENEDICK and Margaret, meeting,

Bene. Suffer love ; a good epithet! I do suffer Bene. Pray thee, sweet mistress Margaret, de- love, indeed, for I love thee against my will. serve well at my hands, by helping me to the speech Beat. In spite of your heart, I think; alas! of Beatrice.

poor heart! If you spite it for my sake, I will spite Marg. Will you then write me a sonnet in praise it for yours; for I will never love that which my of my beauty ?

friend hates. Bene. In so high a style, Margaret, that no man Bene. Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably. living shall come over it; for, in most comely truth, Beat. It appears not in this confession : there's thou deservest it.

not one wise man among twenty, that will praise Marg. To have no man come over me? why, himself. shall I always keep below stairs ?

Bene. An old, an old instance, Beatrice, that Bene. Thy wit is as quick as the greyhound's lived in the time of good neighbours : if a man do mouth, it catches.

not erect in this age his own tomb ere he dies, he Mart. And your's as blunt as the fencer's foils, shall live no longer in monument, than the bell whiclı hit, but lurt not.

rings, and the widow weeps. Bene. A most manly wit, Margaret, it will not Beat. And how long is that, think you? hurt a woman; and so, I pray thee, call Beatrice : Bene. Question ? Why, an hour in clamour, I give thee the bucklers.

and a quarter in rheum : Therefore it is most exMarg. Give us the swords, we have bucklers of pedient for the wise, (if Don Worin, his conscience,

find no impediment to the contrary,) to be the Brne. If you use them, Margaret, you must put | trumpet of his own virtues, as I am to myself : So in the pikes with a vice; and they are dangerous much for praising myself, (who, I myself will bear weapons for maids.

witness, is praise-worthy,) and now tell me, How Marg. Well, I will call Beatrice to you, who, I doth your cousin ? think, hath legs.

[Exit MARGARET.

Beat. Very ill.
Bene. And therefore will come.

Bene. And how do you ?
The god of love,

[Singing.

Beat. Very ill too.
That sits above,

Bene. Serve God, love me, and mend. there
And knows me, and knows me,

will I leave you too, for here comes one in haste. How pitiful I descme,

Enter URSULA. I mean, in singing; but ir. loving. -- Leander the Urs. Madam, you must come to your upele;

me ?

our own.

nance.

true.

yonder's old coil a. home: it is proved, my lady Bene. And so am I, being else by faith enforc'd
Hero hath been falsely accused, the prince and To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it.
Claudio mightily abus'd ; and Don John is the au- Leon. Well, daughter, and you gentlewomen all,
thor of all, who is fled and gone; will you come Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves;
presently?

And, when I send for you, come hither mask'd :
Beat. Will you go hear this news, signior? The prince and Claudio promis'd by this hour

Bene. I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and To visit me :- You know your office, brother; be buried in thy eyes; and, moreover, I will

go

with You must be father to your brother's daughter, thee to thy uncle's.

[Ereunt. And give her to young Claudio. (Exeunt Ladies.

Ant. Which I will do with confirm'd counteSCENE III. The Inside of a Church.

Bene. Friar, I must entreat your pains, I think. Enter Don PEDRO, Claudio, and Attendants, with

Friar. To do what, signior ? musick and tapers.

Bene. To bind me, or undo me, one of them. Claud. Is this the monument of Leonato ?

Signior Leonato, truth it is, good signior, Atten. It is, my lord.

Your niece regards me with an eye of favour.
Claud. [Reads from a scroll.]

Leon. That eye my daughter lent her; 'Tis most
Done to death by slanderous tongues
Was the Hero that here lies :

Bene. And I do with an eye of love requite her.
Death, in guerdon of her wronus,

Leon. The sight whereof, I think, you had from
Gives her fame which never dies :

me,
So the life, that died with shame,

From Claudio, and the prince; But what's your
Lives in death with glorious fame.

will ?

Bene. Your answer, sir, is enigmatical :
Hang thou there upon the tomb, [affixing it.

But, for my will, my will is, your good will
Praising her when I am dumb.

May stand with ours, this day to be conjoin'd
Now, musick, sound, and sing your solemn hymn. In the estate of honourable marriage ;

In which, good friar, I shall desire your help.
SONG.

Leon. My heart is with your liking.
Pardon, Goddess of the night,

Friar.

And my help
Those that slew thy virgin knight ;

Here comes the prince, and Claudio.
For the which, with songs of woe,
Round about her tomb they go.

Enter Don Pedro and Claudio, with Attendants.
Midnight, assist our moan ;

D. Pedro. Good morrow to this fair assembly.
Help us to sigh and

Leon. Good morrow, prince; good morrow,
groan,
Heavily, heavily :

Claudio ;
Graves, yawn, and yield your dead,

We here attend you ; Are you yet determin'd
Till death be uttered,

To-day to marry with my brother's daughter ?
Heavily, heavily.

Claud. I'll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope.

Leon. Call her forth, brother, here's the friar
Claud. Now unto thy bones good night!
Yearly will I do this rite.

ready.

[Erit Anton10. D. Pedro. Good morrow, masters ; put your

D. Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick: Why, what's

the matter,
torches out :

That
The wolves have prey'd : and look, the gentle So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness?

you have such a February face,
day,

Claud. I think, he thinks upon the savage bull : -
Before the wheels of Phæbus, round about
Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray:

Tush, fear not, man, we'll tip thy horns with gold,

And all Europa shall rejoice at thee; Thanks to you all, and leave us ; fare you well.

As once Europa did at lusty Jove, Claud. Good morrow, masters; each his several

When he would play the noble beast in love. way.

Bene. Bull Jove, sir, had an amiable low; D. Pedro. Come, let us hence, and put on other

And some such strange bull leap'd your father's cow, weeds; And then to Leonato's we will go.

And got a calf in that same noble feat,

Much like to you, for you have just his bleat. Claud. And, Hymen, now with luckier issue speeds,

Re-enter ANTONIO, unth the Ladies masked. Than this, for whom we render'd up this woe!

Claud. For this I owe you : here come other [Ereunt.

reckonings. SCENE IV. - A Room in Leonato's House. Which is the lady I must seize upon ?

Ant. This same is she, and I do give you her,
Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, BENEDICK, BEATRICE,

Claud. Why, then she's mine: Sweet, let me see
Ursula, Friar, and HERO.
Friar. Did I not tell you she was innocent ? Leon. No, that you shall not, till you take her
Leon. So are the prince and Claudio, who accus'd

hand
her,

Before this friar, and swear to marry her. Upon the error that you heard debated :

Claud. Give me your hand before this holy friar; But Margaret was in some fault for this ;

I am your husband, if you like of me. Although against her will, as it appears

Hero. And when I lived, I was your other wife: In the true course of all the question.

[Unmashing Ant. Well, I am glad that all things sort so well. And when you lov’d, you were my other husbarxl.

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