Signor Benedick and Lady Beatrice encounter each other for the first time and exchange some harsh words about love.
- If Signor Leonato be her father, she would not have his head on her shoulders, as like a man she is.
- --I wonder that you will still be talking, Signor Benedick. Nobody marks you.
- What, my dear Lady Disdain! Are you yet living?
- --Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signor Benedick?
Courtesy itself must convert to disdain if you come in her presence.
- Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I am loved of all ladies, only you excepted.
And I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart, for truly I love none.
- --A dear happiness to women. They would else have been troubled with a pernicious suitor.
I thank God and my cold blood I am of your humor for that.
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.
- God keep your Ladyship still in that mind, so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate scratched face.
- --Scratching could not make it worse an 'twere such a face as yours were.