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Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].
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SCENE IV. Changes to a Prison. Enter Dogberry, Verges, Borachio, Conrade, the Town-Clerk and Sexton in Gowns.

To. Cl.

Is our whole dissembly appear'd?

Dogb.

O, a stool and a cushion for the sexton!

Sexton.

Which be the malefactors?

Verg.

Marry, that am I and my Partner.

Dogb.

Nay, that's certain, we have the exhibition to examine.

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Sexton.

But which are the offenders that are to be examin'd? let them come before master constable.

To. Cl.

Yea, marry, let them come before me; what is your name, friend?

Bora.

Borachio.

To. Cl.

Pray, write down, Borachio. Yours, Sirrah?

Conr.

I am a gentleman, Sir, and my name is Conrade.

To. Cl.

Write down, master gentleman Conrade; masters, do you serve God?

Both.

Yea, Sir, we hope.

To. Cl.

Write down, that they hope they serve God: and write God first: for God defend, but God should go before such villains.—Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves, and it will go near to be thought so shortly; how answer you for yourselves?

Conr.

Marry, Sirs, we say, we are none.

&wlquo;To Cl.

&wlquo;A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you, but I will go about with him. Come you hither, sirrah, a word in your ear, Sir; I say to you, it is thought you are both false knaves.&wrquo;

Bora.

Sir, I say to you, we are none.

&wlquo;To. Cl.

&wlquo;Well, stand aside; 'fore God, they are both in a tale; have you writ down, that they are none?&wrquo;

Sexton.

Master town-clerk, you go not the way to examine, you must call the watch that are their accusers.

To. Cl.

Yea, marry, that's the deftest way, let the Watch come forth; masters, I charge you in the Prince's name accuse these men.

Enter Watchmen.

1 Watch.

This man said, Sir, that Don John the Prince's brother was a villain.

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To. Cl.

Write down, Prince John a villain; why this is flat perjury, to call a Prince's brother villain.

Bora.

Master town-clerk—

To. Cl.

Pray thee, fellow, Peace; I do not like thy look, I promise thee.

Sexton.

What heard you him say else?

2 Watch.

Marry, that he had receiv'd a thousand ducats of Don John, for accusing the lady Hero wrongfully.

To. Cl.

Flat burglary, as ever was committed.

Dogb.

Yea, by th'mass, that it is.

Sexton.

What else, fellow?

1 Watch.

And that Count Claudio did mean, upon his words, to disgrace Hero before the whole assembly, and not marry her.

To. Cl.

O villain! thou wilt be condemn'd into everlasting redemption for this.

Sexton.

What else?

2 Watch.

This is all.

Sexton.

And this is more, masters, than you can deny. Prince John is this morning secretly stoll'n away: Hero was in this manner accus'd, and in this very manner refus'd, and upon the grief of this suddenly dy'd. Master Constable, let these men be bound and brought to Leonato; I will go before, and shew him their examination.

Dogb.

Come, let them be opinion'd.

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Sexton.

Let them be in hand.

[Exit.

Conr.

Off, Coxcomb!

Dogb.

God's my life, where's the Sexton? let him

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write down the Prince's officer Coxcomb: come, bind them, thou naughty varlet.

Conr.

Away! you are an ass, you are an ass.—

Dogb.

Dost thou not suspect my place? dost thou not suspect my years? O, that he were here to write me down an ass! but, masters, remember, that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass; no, thou villain, thou art full of piety, as shall be prov'd upon thee by good witness; &wlquo;I am a wise fellow, and which is more, an officer; and which is more, an housholder; and which is more, as pretty a piece of flesh as any in Messina, and one that knows the law; go to, and a rich fellow enough; go to, and a fellow that hath had losses; and one that hath two gowns, and every thing handsome about him; bring him away; O, that I had been writ down an ass!—&wrquo;

[Exeunt.

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Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].
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