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LUCIO:
I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where
grace was said.
Second Gentleman:
No? a dozen times at least.
First Gentleman:
What, in metre?
LUCIO:
In any proportion or in any language.
First Gentleman:
I think, or in any religion.
LUCIO:
Ay, why not? Grace is grace, despite of all
controversy: as, for example, thou thyself art a
wicked villain, despite of all grace.
First Gentleman:
Well, there went but a pair of shears between us.
LUCIO:
I grant; as there may between the lists and the
velvet. Thou art the list.
First Gentleman:
And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet; thou'rt
a three-piled piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief
be a list of an English kersey as be piled, as thou
art piled, for a French velvet. Do I speak
feelingly now?
LUCIO:
I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful
feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own
confession, learn to begin thy health; but, whilst I
live, forget to drink after thee.
First Gentleman:
I think I have done myself wrong, have I not?
Second Gentleman:
Yes, that thou hast, whether thou art tainted or free.
LUCIO:
Behold, behold. where Madam Mitigation comes! I
have purchased as many diseases under her roof as come to--
Second Gentleman:
To what, I pray?
LUCIO:
Judge.
Second Gentleman:
To three thousand dolours a year.
First Gentleman:
Ay, and more.
LUCIO:
A French crown more.
First Gentleman:
Thou art always figuring diseases in me; but thou
art full of error; I am sound.
LUCIO:
Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so sound as
things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow;
impiety has made a feast of thee.
First Gentleman:
How now! which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?
MISTRESS OVERDONE:
Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried
to prison was worth five thousand of you all.
Second Gentleman:
Who's that, I pray thee?
MISTRESS OVERDONE:
Marry, sir, that's Claudio, Signior Claudio.
First Gentleman:
Claudio to prison? 'tis not so.
MISTRESS OVERDONE:
Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested, saw
him carried away; and, which is more, within these
three days his head to be chopped off.
LUCIO:
But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so.
Art thou sure of this?