Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear In the rare semblance that I loved it first.
Sweet Hero! now I see your image again In the same form I first fell in love with.
Claudio · Act 5, Scene 1
Claudio speaks these lines after learning he was deceived and that Hero is innocent—his love returns the moment her reputation is cleared. The line exposes the cruelty of his original denunciation; he loved only the image, not the person, and that image was destroyed by slander. His redemption is swift but incomplete, because it depends on her vindication rather than his own growth.
He shall kill two of us, and men indeed: But that’s no matter; let him kill one first; Win me and wear me; let him answer me. Come, follow me, boy; come, sir boy, come, follow me: Sir boy, I’ll whip you from your foining fence; Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will.
He’ll kill two of us, and real men at that: But that doesn’t matter; let him kill one first; Win me and wear me; let him answer to me. Come, follow me, boy; come, sir boy, come, follow me: Sir boy, I’ll whip you away from your fancy fencing; No, as I’m a gentleman, I will.
Antonio · Act 5, Scene 1
Antonio has just heard that Claudio publicly shamed his niece Hero, and he offers to fight alongside his brother Leonato to defend her honor. The line sticks because it shows an old man willing to die for justice, not for bloodlust but for the principle that his family's name matters. It reveals that loyalty and honor are not abstract ideals in this world but things worth risking your life for.
I cannot bid you bid my daughter live; That were impossible: but, I pray you both, Possess the people in Messina here How innocent she died; and if your love Can labour ought in sad invention, Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb And sing it to her bones, sing it to-night: To-morrow morning come you to my house, And since you could not be my son-in-law, Be yet my nephew: my brother hath a daughter, Almost the copy of my child that’s dead, And she alone is heir to both of us: Give her the right you should have given her cousin, And so dies my revenge.
I can’t ask you to bring my daughter back; That’s impossible: but I beg you both, Tell the people in Messina how innocent she was when she died; And if your love can think of something meaningful, Put an epitaph on her tomb And sing it to her remains, sing it tonight: Tomorrow morning, come to my house, And since you couldn’t be my son-in-law, Be my nephew instead: my brother has a daughter, Almost the exact image of my dead child, And she alone will inherit both of us: Give her the same love you should’ve given her cousin, And that will end my revenge.
Leonato · Act 5, Scene 1
Leonato forgives Claudio and the prince on one condition: they must publicly declare Hero's innocence, write her an epitaph, and marry his niece instead. The speech matters because it redefines revenge—not as death but as restoration, not as punishment but as love. It shows that Leonato's deepest need is not blood but the world's acknowledgment that his child was innocent all along.