1599 MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
Page: 37

Hero. There thou prick'st her with a thistle.
Beat. Benedictus? why benedictus? You have some moral in this
'benedictus.'
Marg. 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.
Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?
Marg. Not a false gallop.

Enter Ursula.

Urs. Madam, withdraw. The Prince, the Count, Signior Benedick,
Don
John, and all the gallants of the town are come to fetch you
to
church.
Hero. Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, good Ursula.
[Exeunt.]




Scene V.
The hall in Leonato's house.

Enter Leonato and the Constable [Dogberry] and the Headborough
[verges].

Leon. What would you with me, honest neighbour?
Dog. Marry, sir, I would have some confidence with you that
decerns
you nearly.
Leon. Brief, I pray you; for you see it is a busy time with me.
Dog. Marry, this it is, sir.
Verg. Yes, in truth it is, sir.
Leon. What is it, my good friends?
Dog. Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little off the matter--an
old
man, sir, and his wits are not so blunt as, God help, I would
desire they were; but, in faith, honest as the skin between
his
brows.
Verg. Yes, I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is
an
old man and no honester than I.
Dog. Comparisons are odorous. Palabras, neighbour Verges.
Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious.
Dog. It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor