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[Note 1: This song; is found in "The Bloody Brother, or Rollo, Duke
of Normandy," by Beaumont and Fletcher, Act 5, Sc. 2, with the following
additional stanza:
"Hide, O hide those hills of snow,
Which thy frozen bosom bears,
On whose tops the fruits that grow
Are of those that April wears;
But first set my poor heart free.
Bound in those icy chains for thee."
There has been much controversy about the authorship, but the more
probable opinion seems to be that the second stanza was added by
Fletcher.]
MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.
Act i. Sc. 1.
He hath indeed better bettered expectation.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
Friendship is constant in all other things,
Save in the office and affairs of love.
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no other agent.
Act ii. Sc. 1.
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy; I were but little happy, if I
could say how much.
Act ii. Sc. 3.
Sits the wind in that corner?
Act ii. Sc. 3.
When I said I should die a bachelor, I did
not think I should live till I were married.
Act iii. Sc. 1.
Some, Cupid kills with arrows, some with
traps.
Act iii. Sc. 2.
Everyone can master a grief, but he that
Lath it.
Act iii. Sc. 3.
Are you good men and true?
Act iii.
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