Benedick:
I pray thee now, tell me for which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?
Beatrice:
For them all together; which maintained so politic a state of evil that they will not admit any good part to intermingle with them. But for which of my good parts did you first suffer love for me?
Benedick:
Suffer love! A good epithet! I do suffer love indeed, for I love thee against my will.
Beatrice:
In spite of your heart, I think. If you spite it for my sake, I will spite it for yours; for I will never love that which my friend hates.
Benedick:
Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:34