Beat. Ye Light aloue with your heeles, then if your husband haue stables enough, you"ll looke he shall lacke no barnes
Mar. O illegitimate construction! I scorne that with my heeles
Beat. "Tis almost fiue a clocke cosin, "tis time you were ready, by my troth I am exceeding ill, hey ho
Mar. For a hauke, a horse, or a husband?
Beat. For the letter that begins them all, H
Mar. Well, and you be not turn"d Turke, there"s no more sayling by the starre
Beat. What meanes the foole trow?
Mar. Nothing I, but G.o.d send euery one their harts desire
Hero. These gloues the Count sent mee, they are an excellent perfume
Beat. I am stuft cosin, I cannot smell
Mar. A maid and stuft! there"s goodly catching of colde
Beat. O G.o.d helpe me, G.o.d help me, how long haue you profest apprehension?
Mar. Euer since you left it, doth not my wit become me rarely?
Beat. It is not seene enough, you should weare it in your cap, by my troth I am sicke
Mar. Get you some of this distill"d carduus benedictus and lay it to your heart, it is the onely thing for a qualm
Hero. There thou p.r.i.c.k"st her with a thissell
Beat. Benedictus, why benedictus? you haue some morall in this benedictus
Mar. Morall? no by my troth, I haue no morall meaning, I meant plaine holy thissell, you may thinke perchance that I thinke you are in loue, nay birlady I am not such a foole to thinke what I list, nor I list not to thinke what I can, nor indeed, I cannot thinke, if I would thinke my hart out of thinking, that you are in loue, or that you will be in loue, or that you can be in loue: yet Bened.i.c.ke was such another, and now is he become a man, he swore hee would neuer marry, and yet now in despight of his heart he eates his meat without grudging, and how you may be conuerted I know not, but me thinkes you looke with your eies as other women doe
Beat. What pace is this that thy tongue keepes
Mar. Not a false gallop.
Enter Vrsula.
Vrsula. Madam, withdraw, the Prince, the Count, signior Bened.i.c.ke, Don Iohn, and all the gallants of the towne are come to fetch you to Church
Hero. Helpe me to dresse mee good coze, good Meg, good Vrsula.
Enter Leonato, and the Constable, and the Headborough.
Leonato. What would you with mee, honest neighbour?
Const.Dog. Mary sir I would haue some confidence with you, that decernes you nearely
Leon. Briefe I pray you, for you see it is a busie time with me
Const.Dog. Mary this it is sir
Headb. Yes in truth it is sir
Leon. What is it my good friends?
Con.Do. Goodman Verges sir speakes a little of the matter, an old man sir, and his wits are not so blunt, as G.o.d helpe I would desire they were, but infaith honest as the skin betweene his browes
Head. Yes I thank G.o.d, I am as honest as any man liuing, that is an old man, and no honester then I
Con.Dog. Comparisons are odorous, palabras, neighbour Verges
Leon. Neighbours, you are tedious
Con.Dog. It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poore Dukes officers, but truely for mine owne part, if I were as tedious as a King I could finde in my heart to bestow it all of your worship
Leon. All thy tediousnesse on me, ah?
Const.Dog. Yea, and "twere a thousand times more than "tis, for I heare as good exclamation on your Worship as of any man in the Citie, and though I bee but a poore man, I am glad to heare it
Head. And so am I
Leon. I would faine know what you haue to say
Head. Marry sir our watch to night, excepting your worships presence, haue tane a couple of as arrant knaues as any in Messina
Con.Dog. A good old man sir, hee will be talking as they say, when the age is in, the wit is out, G.o.d helpe vs, it is a world to see: well said yfaith neighbour Verges, well, G.o.d"s a good man, and two men ride of a horse, one must ride behinde, an honest soule yfaith sir, by my troth he is, as euer broke bread, but G.o.d is to bee worshipt, all men are not alike, alas good neighbour
Leon. Indeed neighbour he comes too short of you
Con.Do. Gifts that G.o.d giues
Leon. I must leaue you
Con.Dog. One word sir, our watch sir haue indeede comprehended two aspitious persons, & we would haue them this morning examined before your worship
Leon. Take their examination your selfe, and bring it me, I am now in great haste, as may appeare vnto you
Const. It shall be suffigance
Leon. Drinke some wine ere you goe: fare you well.
Enter.
Messenger. My Lord, they stay for you to giue your daughter to her husband
Leon. Ile wait vpon them, I am ready
Dogb. Goe good partner, goe get you to Francis Seacoale, bid him bring his pen and inkehorne to the Gaole: we are now to examine those men
Verges. And we must doe it wisely
Dogb. Wee will spare for no witte I warrant you: heere"s that shall driue some to a non-come, only get the learned writer to set downe our excommunication, and meet me at the Iaile.
Exeunt.