Love may transform me to an oyster; but I’ll take my
oath on it,
Till he have made an oyster of me, he shall
never make me a fool.
One woman is fair, yet I am
well; another is wise, yet I am well;
Another virtuous,
yet I am well; but till all graces be in one woman,
One woman shall not come in my grace
Ha! the prince and Monsieur
Love! I will hide me in
the arbor.....
Benedick with his takeaway on Love
