Speeches (Lines) for Beatrice in "Much Ado about Nothing"
Total: 106
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1 |
I,1,28 |
I pray you, is Signior Mountanto returned from the
wars or no?
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2 |
I,1,35 |
He set up his bills here in Messina and challenged
Cupid at the flight; and my uncle's fool, reading
the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged
him at the bird-bolt. I pray you, how many hath he
killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath
he killed? for indeed I promised to eat all of his killing.
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3 |
I,1,44 |
You had musty victual, and he hath holp to eat it:
he is a very valiant trencherman; he hath an
excellent stomach.
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4 |
I,1,48 |
And a good soldier to a lady: but what is he to a lord?
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5 |
I,1,51 |
It is so, indeed; he is no less than a stuffed man:
but for the stuffing,—well, we are all mortal.
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6 |
I,1,57 |
Alas! he gets nothing by that. In our last
conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and
now is the whole man governed with one: so that if
he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him
bear it for a difference between himself and his
horse; for it is all the wealth that he hath left,
to be known a reasonable creature. Who is his
companion now? He hath every month a new sworn brother.
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7 |
I,1,66 |
Very easily possible: he wears his faith but as
the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the
next block.
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8 |
I,1,70 |
No; an he were, I would burn my study. But, I pray
you, who is his companion? Is there no young
squarer now that will make a voyage with him to the devil?
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9 |
I,1,74 |
O Lord, he will hang upon him like a disease: he
is sooner caught than the pestilence, and the taker
runs presently mad. God help the noble Claudio! if
he have caught the Benedick, it will cost him a
thousand pound ere a' be cured.
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10 |
I,1,80 |
Do, good friend.
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11 |
I,1,82 |
No, not till a hot January.
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12 |
I,1,104 |
I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior
Benedick: nobody marks you.
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13 |
I,1,107 |
Is it possible disdain should die while she hath
such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?
Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come
in her presence.
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14 |
I,1,115 |
A dear happiness to women: they would else have
been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God
and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I
had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man
swear he loves me.
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15 |
I,1,123 |
Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such
a face as yours were.
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16 |
I,1,126 |
A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.
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17 |
I,1,130 |
You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old.
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18 |
II,1,401 |
How tartly that gentleman looks! I never can see
him but I am heart-burned an hour after.
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19 |
II,1,404 |
He were an excellent man that were made just in the
midway between him and Benedick: the one is too
like an image and says nothing, and the other too
like my lady's eldest son, evermore tattling.
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20 |
II,1,411 |
With a good leg and a good foot, uncle, and money
enough in his purse, such a man would win any woman
in the world, if a' could get her good-will.
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21 |
II,1,417 |
Too curst is more than curst: I shall lessen God's
sending that way; for it is said, 'God sends a curst
cow short horns;' but to a cow too curst he sends none.
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22 |
II,1,421 |
Just, if he send me no husband; for the which
blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and
evening. Lord, I could not endure a husband with a
beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woollen.
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23 |
II,1,426 |
What should I do with him? dress him in my apparel
and make him my waiting-gentlewoman? He that hath a
beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no
beard is less than a man: and he that is more than
a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a
man, I am not for him: therefore, I will even take
sixpence in earnest of the bear-ward, and lead his
apes into hell.
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24 |
II,1,435 |
No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet
me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and
say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to
heaven; here's no place for you maids:' so deliver
I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the
heavens; he shows me where the bachelors sit, and
there live we as merry as the day is long.
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25 |
II,1,444 |
Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy
and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all
that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else
make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please
me.'
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26 |
II,1,450 |
Not till God make men of some other metal than
earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be
overmastered with a pierce of valiant dust? to make
an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl?
No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my brethren;
and, truly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred.
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27 |
II,1,458 |
The fault will be in the music, cousin, if you be
not wooed in good time: if the prince be too
important, tell him there is measure in every thing
and so dance out the answer. For, hear me, Hero:
wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig,
a measure, and a cinque pace: the first suit is hot
and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as
fantastical; the wedding, mannerly-modest, as a
measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes
repentance and, with his bad legs, falls into the
cinque pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.
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28 |
II,1,470 |
I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church by daylight.
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29 |
II,1,510 |
Will you not tell me who told you so?
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30 |
II,1,512 |
Nor will you not tell me who you are?
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31 |
II,1,514 |
That I was disdainful, and that I had my good wit
out of the 'Hundred Merry Tales:'—well this was
Signior Benedick that said so.
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32 |
II,1,518 |
I am sure you know him well enough.
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33 |
II,1,520 |
Did he never make you laugh?
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34 |
II,1,522 |
Why, he is the prince's jester: a very dull fool;
only his gift is in devising impossible slanders:
none but libertines delight in him; and the
commendation is not in his wit, but in his villany;
for he both pleases men and angers them, and then
they laugh at him and beat him. I am sure he is in
the fleet: I would he had boarded me.
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35 |
II,1,530 |
Do, do: he'll but break a comparison or two on me;
which, peradventure not marked or not laughed at,
strikes him into melancholy; and then there's a
partridge wing saved, for the fool will eat no
supper that night.
[Music]
We must follow the leaders.
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36 |
II,1,538 |
Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave them at
the next turning.
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37 |
II,1,659 |
Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave
him use for it, a double heart for his single one:
marry, once before he won it of me with false dice,
therefore your grace may well say I have lost it.
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38 |
II,1,664 |
So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I
should prove the mother of fools. I have brought
Count Claudio, whom you sent me to seek.
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39 |
II,1,671 |
The count is neither sad, nor sick, nor merry, nor
well; but civil count, civil as an orange, and
something of that jealous complexion.
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40 |
II,1,683 |
Speak, count, 'tis your cue.
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41 |
II,1,688 |
Speak, cousin; or, if you cannot, stop his mouth
with a kiss, and let not him speak neither.
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42 |
II,1,691 |
Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it keeps on
the windy side of care. My cousin tells him in his
ear that he is in her heart.
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43 |
II,1,695 |
Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to the
world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a
corner and cry heigh-ho for a husband!
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44 |
II,1,699 |
I would rather have one of your father's getting.
Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you? Your
father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them.
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45 |
II,1,703 |
No, my lord, unless I might have another for
working-days: your grace is too costly to wear
every day. But, I beseech your grace, pardon me: I
was born to speak all mirth and no matter.
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46 |
II,1,710 |
No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there
was a star danced, and under that was I born.
Cousins, God give you joy!
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47 |
II,1,714 |
I cry you mercy, uncle. By your grace's pardon.
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48 |
II,3,1054 |
Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner.
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49 |
II,3,1056 |
I took no more pains for those thanks than you take
pains to thank me: if it had been painful, I would
not have come.
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50 |
II,3,1060 |
Yea, just so much as you may take upon a knife's
point and choke a daw withal. You have no stomach,
signior: fare you well.
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51 |
III,1,1186 |
[Coming forward]
What fire is in mine ears? Can this be true?
Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much?
Contempt, farewell! and maiden pride, adieu!
No glory lives behind the back of such.
And, Benedick, love on; I will requite thee,
Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand:
If thou dost love, my kindness shall incite thee
To bind our loves up in a holy band;
For others say thou dost deserve, and I
Believe it better than reportingly.
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52 |
III,4,1528 |
Good morrow, sweet Hero.
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53 |
III,4,1530 |
I am out of all other tune, methinks.
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54 |
III,4,1533 |
Ye light o' love, with your heels! then, if your
husband have stables enough, you'll see he shall
lack no barns.
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55 |
III,4,1537 |
'Tis almost five o'clock, cousin; tis time you were
ready. By my troth, I am exceeding ill: heigh-ho!
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56 |
III,4,1540 |
For the letter that begins them all, H.
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57 |
III,4,1543 |
What means the fool, trow?
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58 |
III,4,1547 |
I am stuffed, cousin; I cannot smell.
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59 |
III,4,1549 |
O, God help me! God help me! how long have you
professed apprehension?
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60 |
III,4,1552 |
It is not seen enough, you should wear it in your
cap. By my troth, I am sick.
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61 |
III,4,1557 |
Benedictus! why Benedictus? you have some moral in
this Benedictus.
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62 |
III,4,1572 |
What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?
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63 |
IV,1,1755 |
Why, how now, cousin! wherefore sink you down?
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64 |
IV,1,1760 |
Dead, I think. Help, uncle!
Hero! why, Hero! Uncle! Signior Benedick! Friar!
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65 |
IV,1,1765 |
How now, cousin Hero!
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66 |
IV,1,1796 |
O, on my soul, my cousin is belied!
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67 |
IV,1,1798 |
No, truly not; although, until last night,
I have this twelvemonth been her bedfellow.
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68 |
IV,1,1910 |
Yea, and I will weep a while longer.
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69 |
IV,1,1912 |
You have no reason; I do it freely.
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70 |
IV,1,1914 |
Ah, how much might the man deserve of me that would right her!
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71 |
IV,1,1916 |
A very even way, but no such friend.
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72 |
IV,1,1918 |
It is a man's office, but not yours.
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73 |
IV,1,1921 |
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.
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74 |
IV,1,1926 |
Do not swear, and eat it.
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75 |
IV,1,1929 |
Will you not eat your word?
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76 |
IV,1,1932 |
Why, then, God forgive me!
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77 |
IV,1,1934 |
You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to
protest I loved you.
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78 |
IV,1,1937 |
I love you with so much of my heart that none is
left to protest.
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79 |
IV,1,1940 |
Kill Claudio.
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80 |
IV,1,1942 |
You kill me to deny it. Farewell.
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81 |
IV,1,1944 |
I am gone, though I am here: there is no love in
you: nay, I pray you, let me go.
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82 |
IV,1,1947 |
In faith, I will go.
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83 |
IV,1,1949 |
You dare easier be friends with me than fight with mine enemy.
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84 |
IV,1,1951 |
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 would eat his heart
in the market-place.
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85 |
IV,1,1959 |
Talk with a man out at a window! A proper saying!
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86 |
IV,1,1961 |
Sweet Hero! She is wronged, she is slandered, she is undone.
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87 |
IV,1,1963 |
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 only turned into tongue, and
trim ones too: he is now as valiant as Hercules
that only tells a lie and swears it. I cannot be a
man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.
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88 |
IV,1,1973 |
Use it for my love some other way than swearing by it.
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89 |
IV,1,1975 |
Yea, as sure as I have a thought or a soul.
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90 |
V,2,2450 |
Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me.
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91 |
V,2,2452 |
'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.
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92 |
V,2,2456 |
Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but
foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I
will depart unkissed.
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93 |
V,2,2465 |
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?
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94 |
V,2,2471 |
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.
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95 |
V,2,2475 |
It appears not in this confession: there's not one
wise man among twenty that will praise himself.
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96 |
V,2,2482 |
And how long is that, think you?
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97 |
V,2,2490 |
Very ill.
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98 |
V,2,2492 |
Very ill too.
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99 |
V,2,2501 |
Will you go hear this news, signior?
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100 |
V,4,2624 |
[Unmasking] I answer to that name. What is your will?
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101 |
V,4,2626 |
Why, no; no more than reason.
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102 |
V,4,2629 |
Do not you love me?
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103 |
V,4,2631 |
Why, then my cousin Margaret and Ursula
Are much deceived; for they did swear you did.
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104 |
V,4,2634 |
They swore that you were well-nigh dead for me.
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105 |
V,4,2636 |
No, truly, but in friendly recompense.
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106 |
V,4,2648 |
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.
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