Pardon, goddess of the night, Those that slew thy virgin knight; For the which, with songs of woe, Round about her tomb they go. 15 Midnight, assist our moan; Help us to sigh and groan, Heavily, heavily: Graves, yawn, and yield your dead, Till death be uttered, 20 Heavily, heavily. _Claud._ Now, unto thy bones good night! Yearly will I do this rite. _D. Pedro._ Good morrow, masters; put your torches out: The wolves have prey’d; and look, the gentle day, 25 Before the wheels of Phœbus, round about Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey. Thanks to you all, and leave us: fare you well. _Claud._ Good morrow, masters: each his several way. _D. Pedro._ Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds; 30 And then to Leonato’s we will go. _Claud._ And Hymen now with luckier issue speed’s Than this for whom we render’d up this woe. [_Exeunt._ ~~~~~ Linenotes: _Much Ado About Nothing_, V. 3. SCENE III.] Capell. SCENE VIII. Pope. 2: A Lord.] Lord. Q Ff. Atten. Rowe. 3: Claud. [Reading...] Capell. Epitaph. Q Ff. 3: _by_] _with_ Capell (corrected in MS.). 9: [Affixing it. Capell. 10: _dumb_] Ff. _dead_ Q. 13: _thy_] _the_ Rowe. _knight_] _bright_ Collier MS. 15: _they_] _we_ Collier MS. 20: _Till_] _Until_ Hanmer. 21: _Heavily, heavily_] Q. _Heavenly, heavenly_ Ff. 22: Claud.] Rowe. Lo. Q Ff. 23: _rite_] Pope. _right_ Q Ff. 29: _his several way_] _his way can tell_ Collier MS. 32: _speed’s_] Theobald (Thirlby conj.). _speeds_ Q F1 _speed_ F2 F3 F4. 33: _whom_] _which_ Hanmer. ~~~~~ SCENE IV. _A room in_ LEONATO’S _house_. _Enter_ LEONATO, ANTONIO, BENEDICK, BEATRICE, MARGARET, URSULA, FRIAR FRANCIS, _and_ HERO. _Friar._ Did I not tell you she was innocent? _Leon._ So are the prince and Claudio, who accused her Upon the error that you heard debated: But Margaret was in some fault for this, Although against her will, as it appears 5 In the true course of all the question. _Ant._ Well, I am glad that all things sort so well. _Bene._ And so am I, being else by faith enforced To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it. _Leon._ Well, daughter, and you gentlewomen all, 10 Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves, And when I send for you, come hither mask’d. [_Exeunt Ladies._ The prince and Claudio promised by this hour To visit me. You know your office, brother: You must be father to your brother’s daughter, 15 And give her to young Claudio. _Ant._ Which I will do with confirm’d countenance. _Bene._ Friar, I must entreat your pains, I think. _Friar._ To do what, signior? _Bene._ To bind me, or undo me; one of them. 20 Signior Leonato, truth it is, good signior, Your niece regards me with an eye of favour. _Leon._ That eye my daughter lent her: ’tis most true.