neither : : ere you flout old ends 1 any farther, examine your conscience; 2 and so I leave you. [Exit Benedick. Clau. My liege, your highness now may do me good. D. Pe. My love is thine to teach; teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good. Clau. Hath Leonato any son, my lord? D. Pe. No child but Hero; she's his only heir: Dost thou affect her, Claudio? Clau. O my lord, When you went onward on this ended action, D. Pe. Thou wilt be like a lover presently, And I will break with her, and with her father, Antiquated allusions. 2 'Examine if your sarcasms do not touch yourself.'Johnson. And thou shalt have her. Was 't not to this end Clau. How sweetly do you minister to love, D. Pe. What need the bridge much broader than the flood? The fairest grant is the necessity. Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis once,1 thou lovest ; And I will fit thee with the remedy. I know, we shall have revelling to-night; And in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart, [Exeunt. SCENE II. A room in Leonato's house. Enter LEONATO and ANTONIO. Leo. How now, brother? Where is my cousin your son? Hath he provided this music? 1 Once for all. Ant. He is very busy about it. But, brother, I can tell you strange news that you yet dreamed not of. Leo. Are they good? Ant. As the event stamps them; but they have a good cover: they show well outward. The prince and count Claudio, walking in a thick-pleached 1 alley in my orchard, were thus much overheard by a man of mine. The prince discovered to Claudio, that he loved my niece your daughter, and meant to acknowlege it this night in a dance; and, if he found her accordant, he meant to take the present time by the top, and instantly break with you of it. Leo. Hath the fellow any wit, that told you this? Ant. A good sharp fellow: I will send for him, and question him yourself. Leo. No, no; we will hold it as a dream, till it appear itself; but I will acquaint my daughter withal, that she may be the better prepared for an answer, if peradventure this be true. Go you, and tell her of it. [Several persons cross the stage.] Cousins, you know what you have to do.—O, I cry you mercy, friend; you go with me, and I will use your skill.-Good cousin, have a care this busy time. [Exeunt. Thickly interwoven. SCENE III. Another room in Leonato's house. Enter DON JOHN and CONRADE. Con. What the good year my lord! why are you thus out of measure sad? D. John. There is no measure in the occasion that breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. Con. You should hear reason. D. John. And when I have heard it, what blessing bringeth it? Con. If not a present rêmedy, yet a patient sufferance. I D. John. I wonder, that thou being (as thou say'st thou art) born under Saturn, goest about to apply a moral medicine to a mortifying mischief. cannot hide what I am : I must be sad when I have cause, and smile at no man's jests; eat when I have stomach, and wait for no man's leisure; sleep when I am drowsy, and tend to no man's business ; laugh when I am merry, and claw1 no man in his humor. Con. Yea, but you must not make the full show of this till you may do it without controlment. You have of late stood out against your brother, and he hath ta'en you newly into his grace; where it is impossible you should take true root, but by the fair 1 Flatter. weather that you make yourself: it is needful that you frame the season for your own harvest. D. John. I had rather be a canker 1 in a hedge, than a rose in his grace; and it better fits my blood to be disdained of all, than to fashion a carriage to rob love from any. In this, though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied that I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle, and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do my liking: in the mean time, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me. Con. Can you make no use of your discontent? D. John. I make all use of it, for I use it only.2 Who comes here? What news, Borachio ? Enter BORACHIO. Bor. I came yonder from a great supper: the prince, your brother, is royally entertained by Leonato; and I can give you intelligence of an intended marriage. D. John. Will it serve for any model to build mischief on? What is he for a fool, that betrothes himself to unquietness? Bor. Marry, it is your brother's right hand. 1 The dog-rose. 2 I make nothing else my counsellor. |