Much Ado About Nothing

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 4 Scene 1
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FRIAR FRANCIS

250'Tis well consented. Presently away,
For to strange sores strangely they strain the cure.—
Come, lady, die to live. This wedding day
Perhaps is but prolonged. Have patience and endure.

FRIAR FRANCIS

This is a good agreement. Now, let’s go. A strange disease requires a strange cure. Come, lady; you must die in order to live. Hopefully, your wedding day is only postponed. Have patience and endure.
Exeunt all but BENEDICK andBEATRICE
Everyone but BENEDICK andBEATRICE exits.

BENEDICK

Lady Beatrice, have you wept all this while?

BENEDICK

Lady Beatrice, have you been crying this entire time?

BEATRICE

255Yea, and I will weep a while longer.

BEATRICE

Yes, and I’ll keep crying a while longer.

BENEDICK

I will not desire that.

BENEDICK

I don’t wish that on you.

BEATRICE

You have no reason. I do it freely.

BEATRICE

You don’t have to; I do it of my own free will.

BENEDICK

Surely I do believe your fair cousin is wronged.

BENEDICK

I really believe your cousin was falsely accused.

BEATRICE

Ah, how much might the man deserve of me that would
260right her!

BEATRICE

Oh, the man who avenged her could ask anything of me!

BENEDICK

Is there any way to show such friendship?

BENEDICK

Is there any way I could show such friendship to you?

BEATRICE

A very even way, but no such friend.

BEATRICE

A very clear way, but there is no friend who will undertake it.

BENEDICK

May a man do it?

BENEDICK

Can a man do it?

BEATRICE

It is a man’s office, but not yours.

BEATRICE

It’s a job meant for a man, but not you.

BENEDICK

265I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that
strange?

BENEDICK

There is nothing in the world that I love as much as you. Isn’t that strange?

BEATRICE

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
270sorry for my cousin.

BEATRICE

It’s as strange as this other thing which I don’t understand. I could just as easily say that there is nothing in the world that I love as much as you. But don’t believe me—though I’m not lying. I confess nothing, and I deny nothing. I feel awful for my cousin.