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Much Ado About Nothing

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 1 Scene 1
No Fear Act 1 Scene 1 Page 10

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BENEDICK

And by my two faiths and troths, my lord, I spoke mine.

BENEDICK

And I swear all up and down I spoke honestly when I said that this was a horrible idea.

CLAUDIO

That I love her, I feel.

CLAUDIO

I feel that I love her.

DON PEDRO

180That she is worthy, I know.

DON PEDRO

I know that she is worthy of that love.

BENEDICK

That I neither feel how she should be loved nor know how
she should be worthy is the opinion that fire cannot melt
out
of me. I will die in it at the stake.

BENEDICK

I, on the other hand, don’t feel how she could be loved and don’t know how she could be worthy. Even fire can’t melt that opinion out of me. You could burn me at the stake, and I’d still think this.

DON PEDRO

185Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite of beauty.

DON PEDRO

You never did believe in the power of beauty.

CLAUDIO

And never could maintain his part but in the force of his will.

CLAUDIO

Or in the power of reason.

BENEDICK

That a woman conceived me, I thank her. That she brought
me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks. But that I
will have a recheat winded in my forehead or hang my bugle
190in an invisible baldrick, all women shall pardon me.
Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any, I will
do myself the right to trust none. And the fine is, for the
which I may go the finer, I will live a bachelor.

BENEDICK

I was conceived by a woman, and I thank her very much for all her effort. And then she brought me up, and I thank her for that, too. But all the other women will have to forgive me for not being willing to be made a fool of—cheated on by a wife. I don’t want to insult any particular woman by doubting and mistrusting her, so I’ll just avoid them all. And the conclusion of this is that I’ll live as a bachelor—and, with the money I save, dress better.

DON PEDRO

I shall see thee, ere I die, look pale with love.

DON PEDRO

I swear, before I die I’m going to see you sick with love.

BENEDICK

195With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my lord, not
with love. Prove that ever I lose more blood with love than
I will get again with drinking, pick out mine eyes with a
ballad-maker’s pen and hang me up at the door of a brothel
house for the sign of blind Cupid.

BENEDICK

With anger, with fever, or with hunger, sure, my friend, but never sick with love. If you can prove that I’ll ever be so in love that I can’t be brought to my senses with a good round of beers, you can pluck out my eyes with a love-poet’s pen and hang me on a brothel’s door where the picture of blind Cupid usually goes.