By Shakespeare
Submitted by willtobe1
Date: 2006 Sep 28
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'Now, Devine Air!' (from 'Much Ado About Nothing')

Benedick~  

Now, divine air! now are their souls ravished!  Is it not strange that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies?

Balthasar [sings]~

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never:

Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no moe,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since Summer first was leavy:

Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.


Bendick [to Beatrice]~

Serve God, love me, and mend [and] I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes...