Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in a merry hour.

Don Pedro: Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you were born in a merry hour.
Beatrice: No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there was a star danced, and under that was I born.