“O that I were a man for his sake! Or that I had any friend would be a man for my sake! I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving”
“Will your grace command me any service to the world’s end? I will go on the slightest errand now to the Antipodes that you can devise to send me on. I will fetch you a toothpicker from the furthest inch of Asia . . . do you any embassage to the pigmies, rather than hold three words’ conference with this harpy”
“O Hero! What a Hero hadst thou been if half thy outward graces had been placed about thy thoughts and counsels of thy heart!”
“Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost thou not suspect my years? O that he were here to write me down an ass!”
“'Tis once, thou lovest,And I will fit thee with the remedy.I know we shall have revelling to-night.
I will assume thy part in some disguise and tell fair Hero I am Claudio, and in her bosom I'll unclasp my heart.”
“Come, come, do you think I do not know you by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? Go to, mum you are he.”
“Our talk must only be of Benedict. When I do name him, let it be thy part to praise him more than ever man did merit. My talk to thee must be how Benedict Is sick in love with Beatrice.
“Of what, lady? Of speaking honorably? Is not marriage honorable in a beggar? Is not your lord honorable without marriage? I think you would have me say, 'saving your reverence, a