CLAUDIO Now, unto thy bones good night!
Yearly will I do this rite.
DON PEDRO Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:
The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle day,
Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about
Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey.
Thanks to you all, and leave us: fare you well.
CLAUDIO Good morrow, masters: each his several way.
DON PEDRO Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds;
And then to Leonato's we will go.
CLAUDIO And Hymen now with luckier issue speed's
Than this for whom we render'd up this woe.
[Exeunt]
MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
ACT V
SCENE IV A room in LEONATO'S house.
[Enter LEONATO, ANTONIO, BENEDICK, BEATRICE,
MARGARET, URSULA, FRIAR FRANCIS, and HERO]
FRIAR FRANCIS Did I not tell you she was innocent?
LEONATO 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
In the true course of all the question.
ANTONIO Well, I am glad that all things sort so well.
BENEDICK And so am I, being else by faith enforced
To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it.
LEONATO Well, daughter, and you gentle-women all,
Withdraw into a chamber by yourselves,
And when I send for you, come hither mask'd.
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