The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare Volume 6; With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play; Printed Complete from the Best Editions (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1798 Excerpt: ... the fashion of his hat, it ever changes with the next block. Mcjf. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. Beat. 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? Mejs. He is most in the company of the right noble Claudio. Beat. O Lord he will hang upon him like a disease: he is fooner 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 thoufand pounds ere he be cur'd. Mejs. I will hold friends with you, lady. Beat. Dp, good 'iend. Leon. You'll ne'er run mad, niece. Beat. No, not 'till a hot January. Jdejs. Don Pedro is approach'd, A 3 Entct Enter Bon Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, BalthaZar, and Don John. Pedro. Good signior Leonato, you are come to meet your trouble: ' the fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your grace: for trouble being gone, comfort mould remain; but, when you depart from me, forrow abides, and happiness takes his leave. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly.--I think, this is your daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told me fo. Bene. Were you in doubt, sir, that you ask'd her? Leon. Signior Benedick, no; for then were you a. child. Pedro. You have it sull, Benedick: we may guesa by this what you are, being a man. Truly, the lady fathers herself: --Be happy, lady for you are like an honourable father. Bene. If signior Leonato be her father, me would not have his head on her moulders for all Messina, as like him as she is. Beat. I wonder, that you will still be talking, signior Benedick; no body marks you: Bene. What, my dear lady Disdain are yo..