Speeches (Lines) for Claudio
in "Much Ado about Nothing"
Total: 125

1

I,1,146

Benedick, didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato?

2

I,1,148

Is she not a modest young lady?

3

I,1,152

No; I pray thee speak in sober judgment.

4

I,1,159

Thou thinkest I am in sport: I pray thee tell me
truly how thou likest her.

5

I,1,162

Can the world buy such a jewel?

6

I,1,168

In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever I
looked on.

7

I,1,175

I would scarce trust myself, though I had sworn the
contrary, if Hero would be my wife.

8

I,1,194

If this were so, so were it uttered.

9

I,1,198

If my passion change not shortly, God forbid it
should be otherwise.

10

I,1,201

You speak this to fetch me in, my lord.

11

I,1,203

And, in faith, my lord, I spoke mine.

12

I,1,205

That I love her, I feel.

13

I,1,212

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

14

I,1,242

If this should ever happen, thou wouldst be horn-mad.

15

I,1,253

To the tuition of God: From my house, if I had it,—

16

I,1,261

My liege, your highness now may do me good.

17

I,1,265

Hath Leonato any son, my lord?

18

I,1,268

O, my lord,
When you went onward on this ended action,...

19

I,1,284

How sweetly you do minister to love,
That know love's grief by his complexion!...

20

II,1,546

You know me well; I am he.

21

II,1,551

How know you he loves her?

22

II,1,556

Thus answer I in the name of Benedick,
But hear these ill news with the ears of Claudio....

23

II,1,569

Yea, the same.

24

II,1,571

Whither?

25

II,1,577

I wish him joy of her.

26

II,1,581

I pray you, leave me.

27

II,1,584

If it will not be, I'll leave you.

28

II,1,668

Not sad, my lord.

29

II,1,670

Neither, my lord.

30

II,1,684

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were
but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as...

31

II,1,694

And so she doth, cousin.

32

II,1,728

To-morrow, my lord: time goes on crutches till love
have all his rites.

33

II,1,744

And I, my lord.

34

II,3,853

Yea, my good lord. How still the evening is,
As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony!

35

II,3,856

O, very well, my lord: the music ended,
We'll fit the kid-fox with a pennyworth.

36

II,3,912

O, ay: stalk on. stalk on; the fowl sits. I did
never think that lady would have loved any man.

37

II,3,922

Faith, like enough.

38

II,3,927

Bait the hook well; this fish will bite.

39

II,3,930

She did, indeed.

40

II,3,939

He hath ta'en the infection: hold it up.

41

II,3,942

'Tis true, indeed; so your daughter says: 'Shall
I,' says she, 'that have so oft encountered him...

42

II,3,949

Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I remember a
pretty jest your daughter told us of.

43

II,3,953

That.

44

II,3,960

Then down upon her knees she falls, weeps, sobs,
beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, curses; 'O...

45

II,3,969

To what end? He would make but a sport of it and
torment the poor lady worse.

46

II,3,974

And she is exceeding wise.

47

II,3,985

Hero thinks surely she will die; for she says she
will die, if he love her not, and she will die, ere...

48

II,3,993

He is a very proper man.

49

II,3,995

Before God! and, in my mind, very wise.

50

II,3,997

And I take him to be valiant.

51

II,3,1009

Never tell him, my lord: let her wear it out with
good counsel.

52

II,3,1017

If he do not dote on her upon this, I will never
trust my expectation.

53

III,2,1201

I'll bring you thither, my lord, if you'll
vouchsafe me.

54

III,2,1215

I hope he be in love.

55

III,2,1222

You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards.

56

III,2,1227

Yet say I, he is in love.

57

III,2,1236

If he be not in love with some woman, there is no
believing old signs: a' brushes his hat o'...

58

III,2,1240

No, but the barber's man hath been seen with him,
and the old ornament of his cheek hath already...

59

III,2,1246

That's as much as to say, the sweet youth's in love.

60

III,2,1248

And when was he wont to wash his face?

61

III,2,1251

Nay, but his jesting spirit; which is now crept into
a lute-string and now governed by stops.

62

III,2,1255

Nay, but I know who loves him.

63

III,2,1257

Yes, and his ill conditions; and, in despite of
all, dies for him.

64

III,2,1266

'Tis even so. Hero and Margaret have by this
played their parts with Beatrice; and then the two...

65

III,2,1281

If there be any impediment, I pray you discover it.

66

III,2,1292

Who, Hero?

67

III,2,1294

Disloyal?

68

III,2,1303

May this be so?

69

III,2,1309

If I see any thing to-night why I should not marry
her to-morrow in the congregation, where I should...

70

III,2,1318

O mischief strangely thwarting!

71

IV,1,1648

No.

72

IV,1,1655

Know you any, Hero?

73

IV,1,1659

O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily
do, not knowing what they do!

74

IV,1,1663

Stand thee by, friar. Father, by your leave:
Will you with free and unconstrained soul...

75

IV,1,1667

And what have I to give you back, whose worth
May counterpoise this rich and precious gift?

76

IV,1,1670

Sweet prince, you learn me noble thankfulness.
There, Leonato, take her back again:...

77

IV,1,1684

Not to be married,
Not to knit my soul to an approved wanton.

78

IV,1,1689

I know what you would say: if I have known her,
You will say she did embrace me as a husband,...

79

IV,1,1697

Out on thee! Seeming! I will write against it:
You seem to me as Dian in her orb,...

80

IV,1,1712

Leonato, stand I here?
Is this the prince? is this the prince's brother?...

81

IV,1,1716

Let me but move one question to your daughter;
And, by that fatherly and kindly power...

82

IV,1,1722

To make you answer truly to your name.

83

IV,1,1725

Marry, that can Hero;
Hero itself can blot out Hero's virtue....

84

IV,1,1744

O Hero, what a Hero hadst thou been,
If half thy outward graces had been placed...

85

V,1,2116

Good day to both of you.

86

V,1,2124

Who wrongs him?

87

V,1,2128

Marry, beshrew my hand,
If it should give your age such cause of fear:...

88

V,1,2145

My villany?

89

V,1,2152

Away! I will not have to do with you.

90

V,1,2190

Now, signior, what news?

91

V,1,2194

We had like to have had our two noses snapped off
with two old men without teeth.

92

V,1,2200

We have been up and down to seek thee; for we are
high-proof melancholy and would fain have it beaten...

93

V,1,2205

Never any did so, though very many have been beside
their wit. I will bid thee draw, as we do the...

94

V,1,2210

What, courage, man! What though care killed a cat,
thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.

95

V,1,2214

Nay, then, give him another staff: this last was
broke cross.

96

V,1,2218

If he be, he knows how to turn his girdle.

97

V,1,2220

God bless me from a challenge!

98

V,1,2227

Well, I will meet you, so I may have good cheer.

99

V,1,2229

I' faith, I thank him; he hath bid me to a calf's
head and a capon; the which if I do not carve most...

100

V,1,2248

For the which she wept heartily and said she cared
not.

101

V,1,2253

All, all; and, moreover, God saw him when he was
hid in the garden.

102

V,1,2257

Yea, and text underneath, 'Here dwells Benedick the
married man'?

103

V,1,2270

In most profound earnest; and, I'll warrant you, for
the love of Beatrice.

104

V,1,2273

Most sincerely.

105

V,1,2276

He is then a giant to an ape; but then is an ape a
doctor to such a man.

106

V,1,2286

Hearken after their offence, my lord.

107

V,1,2297

Rightly reasoned, and in his own division: and, by
my troth, there's one meaning well suited.

108

V,1,2317

I have drunk poison whiles he utter'd it.

109

V,1,2322

Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear
In the rare semblance that I loved it first.

110

V,1,2344

I know not how to pray your patience;
Yet I must speak. Choose your revenge yourself;...

111

V,1,2367

O noble sir,
Your over-kindness doth wring tears from me!...

112

V,1,2405

To-night I'll mourn with Hero.

113

V,3,2507

Is this the monument of Leonato?

114

V,3,2509

[Reading out of a scroll]
Done to death by slanderous tongues...

115

V,3,2530

Now, unto thy bones good night!
Yearly will I do this rite.

116

V,3,2537

Good morrow, masters: each his several way.

117

V,3,2540

And Hymen now with luckier issue speed's
Than this for whom we render'd up this woe.

118

V,4,2585

I'll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope.

119

V,4,2591

I think he thinks upon the savage bull.
Tush, fear not, man; we'll tip thy horns with gold...

120

V,4,2600

For this I owe you: here comes other reckonings.
[Re-enter ANTONIO, with the Ladies masked]...

121

V,4,2604

Why, then she's mine. Sweet, let me see your face.

122

V,4,2607

Give me your hand: before this holy friar,
I am your husband, if you like of me.

123

V,4,2612

Another Hero!

124

V,4,2638

And I'll be sworn upon't that he loves her;
For here's a paper written in his hand,...

125

V,4,2666

I had well hoped thou wouldst have denied Beatrice,
that I might have cudgelled thee out of thy single...