More from Benedick
- for I will be horribly in love with her.
- I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage: but doth not the appetite alter? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
- Is't come to this? In faith, hath not the world one man but he will wear his cap with suspicion? Shall I never see a bachelor of three-score again?
- I would my horse had the speed of your tongue.
- What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?
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