I wonderthatyouwillstill be talking, Signor Benedicknobodymarks you
What, my dear LadyDisdain! Are you yet living?
I had rather hear my dogbark at a crow than a manswear he loves me
predestinate scratched face
Scratching could not make it worse, and 'twere such a face as yours were
A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours
would you have me speak aftermycustom, as being a professed tyrant to their sex?
Can the worldbuy such a jewel?
Yea, and a case to put it into
she is the sweetest lady that ever I looked on
pluck off the bull's horns, and set them in my forehead
war-thoughts have left their places vacant, in their rooms come throngingsoft and delicatedesires
If thou doesn't love fair Hero, cherish it
And I will break with her, and with her father, and thou shalt have her
How sweetly you do minister to love
I cannot hide what I am
I am a plain-dealing villain
I had rather be a canker in a hedge, than a rose in his grace
I am trusted with a muzzle, and enfranchised with a clog, therefore I have decreed not to sing in my cage
Hath a beard is more than a youth: and he that hath nobeard is less than a man: and he that is more than a youth, in not for me, and he that is less than a man, I am not for him
it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy, and say, father as it please you
Not till God make men of some othermetalthanearth: would it not grieve a women to be overcasted with a piece of valiant dust?
Friendship is constant in all other things, save in the office and affairs of love
trust no agent: for beauty is a witch
farewell therefore, Hero
You have put him down, lady, you have put him down
I have wooed in thy name, and fair Hero is won
name the day of marriage, and God give thee joy
another man is a fool, when he dedicates his behaviours to love
love may transform me into an oyster
rich she shall be, that's certain: wise, or I'll none: virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her
I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it
I have railed so long againstmarriage: but doth no the appetitealter?
I said I would die a bachelor,I did not think I should live till I were married
Stand I condemned for pride and scorn so much?
I will requite thee
Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand
Means your lordship to be married tomorrow?
Leonato's Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero
And as I wooed for thee to obtain her, I will join with thee, to disgrace her