DON PEDRO.
Amen, if you love her; for the lady is very well worthy.
CLAUDIO.
You speak this to fetch me in, my lord.
DON PEDRO.
By my troth, I speak my thought.
CLAUDIO.
And in faith, my lord, I spoke mine.
BENEDICK.
And by my two faiths and troths, my lord, I spoke mine.
CLAUDIO.
That I love her, I feel.
DON PEDRO.
That she is worthy, I know.
BENEDICK.
That I neither feel how she should be loved, nor know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me: I will die in it at the stake.
DON PEDRO.
Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite of beauty.
CLAUDIO.
And never could maintain his part but in the force of his will.