Much Ado About Nothing
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How does Shakespeare create humour from Benedick’s words and behaviour? Refer to this extract from Act 2 Scene 3 and elsewhere in the play.
In this extract, Benedick has been convinced that Beatrice loves him and thinks aloud about this, before meeting her again.
BENEDICK [Coming forward] This can be no trick: the conference was sadly borne; they have the truth of this from Hero; they seem to pity the lady; it seems her affections have their full bent. Love me! Why, it must be requited. I hear how I am censur’d: they say I will bear myself proudly if I perceive the love come from her; they say, too, that she will rather die than give any sign of affection. I did never think to marry. I must not seem proud; happy are they that hear their detractions and can put them to mending. They say the lady is fair; ’tis a truth, I can bear them witness; and virtuous; ’tis so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving me. By my troth, it is no addition to her wit, nor no great argument of her folly, 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. Shall quips, and sentences, and these paper bullets of the brain, awe a man from the career of his humour? No; the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. Here comes Beatrice. By this day, she’s a fair lady; I do spy some marks of love in her. [Enter BEATRICE ] BEATRICE Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner. BENEDICK Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains. BEATRICE I took no more pains for those thanks than you take pains to thank me; if it had been painful, I would not have come. BENEDICK You take pleasure, then, in the message? BEATRICE Yea, just so much as you may take upon a knife’s point, and choke a daw withal. You have no stomach, signior; fare you well.
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