BENEDICK
Alas, poor hurt fowl! now will he creep into sedges. But that my Lady Beatrice should know me, and
not know me! The prince's fool! Ha? It may be I go under that title because I am merry. Yea, but so I am
apt to do myself wrong; I am not so reputed: it is the base, though bitter, disposition of Beatrice that puts
the world into her person and so gives me out. Well, I'll be revenged as I may.
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Now, signior, where's the count? did you see him? BENEDICK
Troth, my lord, I have played the part of Lady Fame. I found him here as melancholy as a lodge in a warren: I
told him, and I think I told him true, that your grace had got the good will of this young lady; and I offered
him my company to a willow-tree, either to make him a garland, as being forsaken, or to bind him up a
rod, as being worthy to be whipped. DON PEDRO
To be whipped! What's his fault? BENEDICK
The flat transgression of a schoolboy, who, being overjoyed with finding a birds' nest, shows it his companion,
and he steals it. DON PEDRO
Wilt thou make a trust a transgression? The transgression is in the stealer. BENEDICK
Yet it had not been amiss the rod had been made, and the garland too; for the garland he might have worn
himself, and the rod he might have bestowed on you, who, as I take it, have stolen his birds' nest. DON PEDRO
I will but teach them to sing, and restore them to the owner. BENEDICK
If their singing answer your saying, by my faith, you say honestly. DON PEDRO
The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to you: the gentleman that danced with her told her she is much wronged
by you. BENEDICK
O, she misused me past the endurance of a block! an oak but with one green leaf on it would have answered
her; my very visor began to assume life and scold with her. She told me, not thinking I had been myself,
that I was the prince's jester, that I was duller than a great thaw; huddling jest upon jest with such impossible
conveyance upon me that I stood like a man at a mark, with a whole army shooting at me. She speaks
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