by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Against my will I am sent to bid you...
Language: English 
Beatrice.
Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner.

Benedick. 
Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains.

Beatrice. 
I took no more pains for those thanks than you take
pains to thank me: if it had been painful, I would
not have come.

Benedick. 
You take pleasure then in the message?

Beatrice. 
Yea, just so much as you may take upon a knife's
point and choke a daw withal. You have no stomach,
signior: fare you well.

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