But I must tell thee plainly, Claudio undergoes my challenge. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy. No, but to the gate. You have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. I will not hear you. There's little of the melancholy element in her. He's of a very melancholy disposition.
If Signior Leonato be her father. I will make it good how you dare and when you dare. God keep your ladyship still in that mind. One woman is fair, yet I am well. Think not on him till tomorrow. An' there be any matter of weight chances. You may think I love you not.
The world must be peopled. Doth he not deserve as full as fortunate a bed as Beatrice shall couch upon? O God, sir, here's a dish I love not. I will not have to do with you! Their targets are sharp-witted duo Benedick Kenneth Branagh and Beatrice Emma Thompson -- a tough task indeed, considering their corresponding distaste for love and each other. Impose me to what penance your invention can lay upon my sin. On my soul, my cousin is belied! For, brother, men can counsel and speak comfort to that grief. I hear how I am censured.
He does not believe Hero when she protests her innocence, and humiliates her by publicly casting her off during their wedding ceremony. Yes, faith, it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy. By my troth, niece, thou wilt never get thee a husband, if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue. I will assume thy part in some disguise and. He is not as clever as he thinks he is and has a bad habit for. Claudio agrees, and carries out the former by reciting an epitaph at Hero's tomb that night. I do not like thy look, I promise thee.
Master constable, you go not the way to examine. Marry, sir, they have committed false report. Virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her. A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours. My lord, I am for you, though it cost me 10 nights' watchings. Despite Dogberry's incompetence, the truth of Don John's sinister machinations is revealed. And there will the devil meet me like an old cuckold.
He will hang upon him like a disease. There is no measure in the occasion that breeds. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out. Being reconciled to the prince, your brother. A man to a man, stuffed with all honorable virtues.
Don Pedro, learning of his friend's feelings, decides to act on his behalf and arranges the match at a party. Will it serve for any model to build mischief on? You have killed a sweet lady, and her death shall fall heavy on you. Hath Leonato any son, my lord? This man said, sir, that Don John, the prince's brother, was a villain. Do you question me for my simple true judgment. I pray you, dissuade him from her.
Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner. I have brought Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek. I thank thee for thy care and honest pains. Your grace is too costly to wear every day. I am gone, though I am here. Marry, beshrew my hand, if it should give your age such cause of fear. Don Pedro's bastard brother, Don John, provides the intrigue, and the dimwitted constable Dogberry provides the laughs.