I would not deny you; but, by this good day, I yield
upon great persuasion; and partly to save your life,
for I was told you were in a consumption.

No, truly, but in friendly recompense.

They swore that you were well-nigh dead for me.

Why, then my cousin Margaret and Ursula
Are much deceived; for they did swear you did.

Do not you love me?

Why, no; no more than reason.

Unmasking I answer to that name. What is your will?

Will you go hear this news, signior?

Very ill too.

Very ill.

And how long is that, think you?

It appears not in this confession: there's not one
wise man among twenty that will praise himself.

In spite of your heart, I think; alas, poor heart!
If you spite it for my sake, I will spite it for
yours; for I will never love that which my friend hates.

For them all together; which maintained so politic
a state of evil that they will not admit any good
part to intermingle with them. But for which of my
good parts did you first suffer love for me?

Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but
foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I
will depart unkissed.

'Then' is spoken; fare you well now: and yet, ere
I go, let me go with that I came; which is, with
knowing what hath passed between you and Claudio.

Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me.

Yea, as sure as I have a thought or a soul.

Use it for my love some other way than swearing by it.

Princes and counties! Surely, a princely testimony,
a goodly count, Count Comfect; a sweet gallant,
surely! O that I were a man for his sake! or that I
had any friend would be a man for my sake! But
manhood is melted into courtesies, valour into
compliment, and men are ...

Sweet Hero! She is wronged, she is slandered, she is undone.

Talk with a man out at a window! A proper saying!

Is he not approved in the height a villain, that
hath slandered, scorned, dishonoured my kinswoman? O
that I were a man! What, bear her in hand until they
come to take hands; and then, with public
accusation, uncovered slander, unmitigated rancour,
--O God, that I were a man! I ...

You dare easier be friends with me than fight with mine enemy.

In faith, I will go.

I am gone, though I am here: there is no love in
you: nay, I pray you, let me go.

You kill me to deny it. Farewell.

Kill Claudio.

I love you with so much of my heart that none is
left to protest.

You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to
protest I loved you.

Why, then, God forgive me!

Will you not eat your word?

Do not swear, and eat it.

As strange as the thing I know not. It were as
possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as
you: but believe me not; and yet I lie not; I
confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin.

It is a man's office, but not yours.

A very even way, but no such friend.

Ah, how much might the man deserve of me that would right her!

You have no reason; I do it freely.

Yea, and I will weep a while longer.

No, truly not; although, until last night,
I have this twelvemonth been her bedfellow.

O, on my soul, my cousin is belied!

How now, cousin Hero!

Dead, I think. Help, uncle!
Hero! why, Hero! Uncle! Signior Benedick! Friar!

Why, how now, cousin! wherefore sink you down?

What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?

Benedictus! why Benedictus? you have some moral in
this Benedictus.

It is not seen enough, you should wear it in your
cap. By my troth, I am sick.

O, God help me! God help me! how long have you
professed apprehension?

I am stuffed, cousin; I cannot smell.

What means the fool, trow?