Beatrice & Benedick

26 May


Weep-lets of joy and anticipation for Joss Whedon’s Much Ado About Nothing.  Elizabethan flirting – still hot.


Benedick:  What, my dear Lady Disdain!  Are you yet living?

Beatrice:  Is it possible Distain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?  Courtesy itself must convert to Disdain if you come in her presence.

Benedick:  Then is courtesy a turncoat.  But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted;  and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart;  for truly I love none.

Beatrice:  A dear happiness to women!  They would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor.  I thank God and my cold blood, I am of your humor for that.  I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.

Benedick:  God keep your ladyship still in that mind so some gentleman or other shall scape a predestinate scratched face.

Beatrice:  Scratching could not make it worse and ’twere such a face as yours were.

Benedick:  Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.

Beatrice:  A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.

Benedick:  I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and so good a continuer.  But keep your way, a God’s name!  I have done.

Beatrice:  You always end with a jade’s trick.  I know you of old.


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