Much Ado About Nothing

Act 5, Scene 3

SCENE III. A church.

    Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and three or four with tapers

CLAUDIO

    Is this the monument of Leonato?

Lord

    It is, my lord.

CLAUDIO

    [Reading out of a scroll]
    Done to death by slanderous tongues
    Was the Hero that here lies:
    Death, in guerdon of her wrongs,
    Gives her fame which never dies.
    So the life that died with shame
    Lives in death with glorious fame.
    Hang thou there upon the tomb,
    Praising her when I am dumb.
    Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn.
    SONG.
    Pardon, goddess of the night,
    Those that slew thy virgin knight;
    For the which, with songs of woe,
    Round about her tomb they go.
    Midnight, assist our moan;
    Help us to sigh and groan,
    Heavily, heavily:
    Graves, yawn and yield your dead,
    Till death be uttered,
    Heavily, heavily.

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