Hero: They know that do accuse me. I know none. If I know more of any man alive than that which maiden modesty doth warrant, let all my sins lack mercy!Benedick: And if their wisdoms be misled in this, the practice of it lives in John the Bastard, whose spirits toil in frame of villainies.
Friar Francis: Pause awhile, and let my counsel sway you in this case. Your daughter here the princes left for dead. Let her awhile be secretly kept in and publish it that she is dead indeed.Leonato: Being that I flow in grief, the smallest twine may lead me.
Benedick: I do love nothing in the world so well as you.Beatrice: You have stayed me in a happy hour. I was about to protest I loved you.
Benedick: Come, bid me do anything for thee.Beatrice: Kill Claudio.
Benedick: Ha! Not for the wide world.Beatrice: You kill me to deny it. Farewell.
Benedick: Think you in your soul the Count Claudio hath wronged Hero?Beatrice: Yes, as sure as I have a thought or a soul.Benedick: Enough, I am engaged. I will challenge him. I will kiss yourhand, and so I leave you. By this hand, Claudio shall render me a dear account.