Much Ado About Nothing | Act V, Scene IV - Page 2

BENEDICK:
Come, come, we are friends. Let's have a dance ere
we are married, that we may lighten our own hearts and(120)
our wives' heels.
LEONATO:
We'll have dancing afterward.
BENEDICK:
First, of my word! Therefore play, music. Prince,
thou art sad. Get thee a wife, get thee a wife! There is no
staff more reverent than one tipped with horn.(125)

Enter Messenger.

MESSENGER:
My lord, your brother Don John is taken in flight,
And brought with armed men back to Messina.
BENEDICK:
Think not on him till tomorrow. I'll devise thee
brave punishments for him. Strike up, pipers!

Dance. [Exeunt.]