Page 1440 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

In which, good Friar, I shall desire your help.

LEONATO
My heart is with your liking.

FRIAR
And my help.
Here comes the Prince and Claudio.

Enter Don Pedro and Claudio, and two or three others.

DON PEDRO
Good morrow to this fair assembly.

LEONATO

Good morrow, Prince; good morrow, Claudio; [35]
We here attend you. Are you yet determined
Today to marry with my brother’s daughter?

CLAUDIO
I’ll hold my mind, were she an Ethiope.

LEONATO
Call her forth, brother; here’s the Friar ready.
Exit Antonio.

DON PEDRO
Good morrow, Benedick. Why, what’s the matter, [40]
That you have such a February face,
So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?

CLAUDIO
I think he thinks upon the savage bull.

Tush, fear not, man, we’ll tip thy horns with gold,
And all Europa shall rejoice at thee, [45]
As once Europa did at lusty Jove,
When he would play the noble beast in love.