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I know not; but thy intercepter, full of despight, the supportance of his vow; he protests, he will not bloody as the hunter, attends thee at the orchard hurt you. end: dismount thy tuck, be yarein thy prepara- Vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing would tion, for thy assailant is quick, skilful, and deadly make me tell them how much I lack of a man. Vio. You mistake, sir: I am sure, no man hath

(Aside. any quarrel to me; my remeinbrance is very free Fab. Give ground, if you see him furious. and clear from any image of offence done to any Sir To. Coine, sir Andrew, there's no remedy;

the gentleman will, for his honor's sake, have one Sir To. You'll find it otherwise, I assure you: bout with you: he cannot by the duello avoid it: therefore, if you hold your life at any price, betake but he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and you to your guard; for your opposite hath in him a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on; to't. what youth, strength, skill, and wrath, can furnish Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath! [Draws. man withal.

Enter Astonio.
Vio. I pray you, sir, what is he?
Sir To. He is knight, dubbed with unhacked

Vio. I do assure you, 'tis against my will.[Drau's. rapier, and on carpet consideration; but he is a Ant. Put up your sword; - if this young gentledevil in private brawl: souls and bodies hath he divorced three; and his incensement at this moment Have done offence, I take the fault on me; is so implacable, that satisfaction can be none but if you offend hiin, I for him defy you. [Drawing. by panys of death and sepulchre: hub, nob, is his Sir To. You, sir? why, what are you? word; give't or take't.

Ant. One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more Vio. I will return aga into the house, and de- Than you have heard him brag to you he will. sire some conduct of the lady. I am no fighter. Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for I have heard of some kind of men, that put quarrels you.

[Draws. purposely on others, to taste their valor: belike, This is a man of that quirk.

Enter two Officers. Sir To. Sir, no; his indignation derives itself out Fab. O good sir Toby, hold; here come the officers. of a very competent injury; therefore get you on, Sir To. I'll be with you anon. [TU ANTONIO. and give him his desire. Back you shall not to the Vio. Pray, sir, put up your sword, if you please. house, unless you undertake that with me, which

[To Sir ANDREW. with as much safety you might answer him; there- Sir And. Marry, will I, sir;-and, for that I fore, on, or strip your sword stark naked: for med- promised you, I'll be as good as my word: He will dle you must, that's certain, or forswear to wear bear you easily, and reins well. iron about you.

1 Of This is the man, do thy office. Vio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech you, 2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit do me this courteous otfice, as to know of the knight Of Count Orsino. what my offence to him is: it is something of my Ant.

You do mistake me, sir. negligence, nothing of my purpose.

1 Off. No, sir, no jot; I know your favor well, Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you Though now you have no sea-cap on your head. by this gentleman till my return. [Exit Sir Toby: Take him away; he knows, I know him well.

Vio. Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter? Ant. I must obey.-- This comes with seeking Fab. I know the knight is incensed against you,

you; even to a mortal abitrement; but nothing of the But there's no remedy; I shall answer it. circumstance more.

What will you do? Now my necessity Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he? Makes me to ask you for my purse: It grieves me Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read Much more for what I cannot do for you, him by his form, as you are like to find him in the Than what befals myself. You stand amaz'd; proof of his valor. He is, indeed, sir, the most But be of comfort. skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite that you could 2 Off. Come, sir, away. possibly have found in any part of Illyria: Will Ant. I must entreat of you some of that money. you walk towards him? I will make your peace Vio. What money, sir ? with him, if I can.

For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, Vio. I shall be much bound to you for't: I am And, part, being prompted by your present trouble, one, that would rather go with sir priest, than sir Out of my lean and low ability knight: I care not who knows so much of my mettle. I'll lend you something: my having is not much;

(Exeunt. I'll make division of my present with you:
Re-enter Sir Toby with Sir Andrew. Hold, there is half my coffer.

Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil; I have not Is't possible that my deserts to you

Will you deny me now? seen such a virago. I had a pass with him, rapier, Can lack persuasion! Do not lempt my misery, scabbard, and all, and he gives me the stuck-in, Lest that it make me so unsound a man, with such a mortal motion, that it is inevitable; As to upbraid you for those kindnesses and on the answer, he pays you as surely as your That I have done for you. feet hit the ground they step on: They say he has


I know of none; been fencer to the Sophy.

Nor know I you by voice, or any feature: Sir And. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him.

I hate ingratitude more in a man, Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified: Fa- Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, bian can scarce hold him yonder. Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had been Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption

Inhabits our frail blood. valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him Ant.

O heavens themselves ! dammed ere I'd have challenged him. Let him let

2 of. Come, sir, I pray you, go. the matter slip, and I'll give him my horse, grey Ant. Let me speak a little. This youth that you Capilet. Sir To. I'll make the motion : Stand here, make I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death;

see here, a good show on't; this shall end without the per. Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love, dition of souls. Marry, I'll ride your horse as well And to his image, which, methought, did promise as I ride you.

(Aside. Most venerable worth, did I devotion. Re-enter FABIAN and VIOLA.

1 Off. What's that to us? The time goes by:

away. I have his horse [To Fab.l to take up the quarrel; Ant. But, o, how vile an idol proves this god! I have persuaded him, the youth's a devil.

Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame. Fab. He is as horribly conceited of him; and In nature there's no blemish, but the mind; pants, and looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels. None can be called deform’d, but the unkind:

Sir To. There's no remedy, sir; he will fight with Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil you for his oath's sake: marry, he hath better be- Are empty trunks, o'ertlourish'd by the devil. thought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now 1 Off. The man grows mad; away with him. scarce to be worth talking of: therefore draw, for Come, come, sir. • Rapier.

, Ready.

Ant. Lead me on. (Exeunt Officers with Axt. 1 Stoccato, an Italian term in fencing.

Laws of duel.

Vio. Methinks, his words do from such passions fly, Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more That he believes himself; so do not I.

a coward than a hare : his dishonesty appears in Prove true, imagination, 0, prove true,

leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you!

him; and for his cowardship, ask Fabian. Sir To. Come hither, knight; come hither, Fabi- Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, religious an; we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of most in it. sage saws.

Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him. Vio. He named Sebastian; I my brother know Sir To. Do, cuff him soundly, never draw Yet living in my glass; even such, and so, thy sword. In favor was my brother: and he went

Sir And. An I do not,

[Exit. Still in this fashion, color, ornament,

Fab. Come, let's see the event. For him I imitate: 0, if it prove,

Sir To. I dare lay any money, 'twill be nothing Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love!


(Exeunt. (Exit.


for you.

SCENE I.-The Street before Olivia's House. Against thy peace. Go with me to my house; Enter SEBASTIAN and Clown.

And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks

This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby Clo: Will you make me believe that I am not Mayst smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go: sent for you

Do not deny: Beshrew his soul for me, Seb. Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow; He started one poor heart of mine in thee. Let me be clear of thee.

Seb. What relish is in this? how runs the stream? Clo. Well held out, i'faith! No, I do not know Or I am mad, or else this is a dream :you; nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep; you come speak with her; nor your name is not If it be thus to dreamn, still let me sleep: master Cesario; nor this is not my nose neither.- Oli. Nay, come, I proythee: 'Would thou'dst be Nothing that is so, is so.

rul'd by me! Seb. I pr’ythee, vent thy folly somewhere else; Seb. Madam, I will. Thou know'st not me.


0, say so, and so be! Clo. Vent my folly! He has heard that word of

(Exeunt. soinc great man, and now applies it to a fool. Vent

SCENE II.- A Room in Olivia's House. my folly! I am afraid this great lubber, the world, will prove a cockney:- I pr’ythee now, ungird thy

Enter MARIA and Clown. strangeness, and tell me what I shall vent to my

Mar. Nay, I pr’ythee, put on this gown, and lady: Shall I vent to her, that thou art coming ?

this beard; make him believe thou art sir Topas, Seb. I pr’ythee, foolish greek, depart from me; the curate ; do it quickly: I'll call sir Toby the There's money for thee; if thou tarry longer, whilst.

[Erit MĂRIA. I shall give worse payment.

Clo. Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble Clo. By my troth, thou hast an open hand :

myself in't; and I would I were the first that ever These wise men that give fools money, get them- dissembled in such a gown. I am not fat enough selves a good report anter fourteen years' purchase. to become the function well, nor lean enough to Enter Sir ANDREW, Sir Toby and Fabian.

be thought a good student: but to be said, an hon

est man, and a good housekeeper, goes as fairly, as Sir And. Now, sir, have I met you again? there's to say, a careful man and a great scholar. The

(Striking SEBASTIAN. competitors: enter. Seb. Why, there's for thee, and there, and there : Are all the people mad?... (Beating Sir ANDREW.

Enter Sir Toby BELCH and MARIA. Sir To. Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er

Sir To. Jove bless thee, Master Parson. the house. Clo. This will I tell my lady straight: I would

Clo. Bonos dies, sir Toby: for as the old hermit not be in some of your coats for two-pence.

of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily Exit Clown.

said to a niece of king Gorboduc, That, that is, is; Sir To. Come on, sir ; hold. [Holding SEB.

so I, being master parson, am master parson; For

what is that, but that? and is, but is? Sir And. Nay, let him alone, I'll go another way

Sir To. To him, sir Topas. to work with him; I'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria : though

Clo. What, hoa I say,- Peace in this prison ! I struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.

Sir To. The knave counterfeits well; a good knave. Seb. Let go thy hand.

Mal. [In an inner chamber.] Who calls there? Sir To. Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, Malvolio, the lunatic.

Clo. Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to visit my young soldier, put up your iron: you are well fleshed; come on.

Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas, good sir Topas, go to Seb. 'I will be free from thee. What wouldst my lady: thou know?

Clo. Ont, hyperbolical fiend! how vexest thou If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword.

this man ! talkest thou nothing but of ladies?

Sir To. Well said, master parsun.

(Draws. Sir To. What, what? Nay, then I must have an good sir Topas, do not think I am mad; they have

Mal. Sir Topas, never was a man thus wronged: ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.

laid me here in hideous darkness. (Draws.

Clo. Fie, thou dishonest Satban! I call thee by Enter OLIVIA.

the most modest terms; for I am one of those gen

tle ones, that will use the devil himself with courtOli. Hold, Toby; on thy life, I charge thee, hold. esy: Say'st thou, that house is dark? Sir To. Madam!

Mal. As bell, sir Topas. Oli. Will it be ever thus! Ungracious wretch, Clo. Why, it hath bay-windows transparent as Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, barricadoes, and the clear stones towards the southWhere manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet coniplainsight.

est thou of obstruction ? Be not offended, dear Cesario:

Mal. I am not mad, sir Topas; I say to you, this Rudesby, begone!-I pr’ythee, gentle friend, house is dark.

[Ereunt Sir Toby, Sir Andrew and FABIAN. Clo. Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway

darkness, but ignorance; in which thou art more In this uncivil and unjust extent

puzzled than the Egyptians in their fog. • Rade fellow. • Violence.

• Confederates.

Mal.. I say, this house is as dark as ignorance, to my lady; it shall advantage thee more than ever though ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say, the bearing of letter did. there was never man thus abused: I am no more Clo. I will help you to 't. But tell me true, are mad than you are; make the trial of it in any con- you not mad indeed? or do you but counterfeit? stant question.

Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras, con- Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see cerning wild-fowl?

his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink. Mal. That the soul of our grandam might haply Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree: inhabit a bird.

I pr'ythee be gone. Clo. What thinkest thou of his opinion?

Clo. I am gone, sir, Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way ap

And amon, sir, prove his opinion.

I'll be with you again, Clo. Fare thee well: Remain thou still in dark

In a trice; ness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras,

Like to the old vice ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a wood

Your need to sustain. cock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well.

Who with dagger of lath, Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas,

In his rage and his wrath, Sir To. My most exquisite sir Topas !

Cries, ah, ha! to the devil: Clo. Nay, i'm for all waters.?

Like a mad lad, Mar. Thou mightst have done this without thy

Pare thy nails, dad. beard and gown; he sees thee not.

Adieu, good man drivel. (Exit. Sir To. To him in thine own voice, and bring me word how thou findest him: I would, we were

SCENE III.-Olivia's Garden. well rid of this knavery. If he may be conveniently delivered, I would he were; for I'am now so far in

Enter SEBASTIAN. offence with my niece, that I cannot pursue with

Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; any safety this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my chamber. (Exeunt Sir Toby and Maria. This pearl she gave me, I do feel 't and see 't:

And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Clo. Hey Robin, jolly Robin.

Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then? Tell me how thy lady does. (Singing. Mal. Fool,

I could not find him at the Elephant: Clo. My lady is unkind, perdy.

Yet there he was; and there I found his credit, Mal. Fool,

That he did range the town to seek me out. Clo. Alas, why is she so?

His counsel now rnight do me golden service: Mal. Fool, I say ;

For though my soul disputes well with my sense, Clo. She loves another. Who calls, ha ?

That this may be some error, but no madness, Mal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and so far exceed all instance, all discourse, paper; as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thank- That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, ful to thee for 't.

And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me Clo. Master Malvolio!

To any other trust, but that I am mad,

Or else the lady's mad; yet, if twere so, Mal. Ay, good fool. Clo, Alas, sir, how fell you beside your five wits? She could not sway her house, command her fol

lowers, Mal. Fool, there was never man so notoriously abused; I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art. Take, and give back, affairs and their despatch,

Clo. But as well ? then you are mad, indeed, if With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing, you be no better in your wits than a fool.

As, I perceive, she does: there's something in't, Mal. They have here propertied me; keep me That is deceivable. But here comes the lady. in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do all

Enter OLIVIA and a Priest. they can to face me out of my wits.

Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister is Oli. Blame not this haste of mine; If you mean here. Malvolio, Malvolió, thy wits the heavens re

well, store! endeavor thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain Now go with me, and with this holy man, bibble babble.

Into the chantry by: there, before him,
Mal. Sir Topas,

And underneath that consecrated roof,
Clo. Maintain no words with him, good fellow.- Plight me the full assurance of your faith;
who, I, sir? not I, sir. God b'wi' you, good sir That my most jealous and too doubtful sou
Topas. - Marry, amen.- I will, sir, I will.

May live at peace: He shall conceal it,
Mal Fool, fool, fool, I say,

Whiless you are willing it shall come to note; Clo. Alas, sir, be patient." What say you, sir? I What time we will our celebration keep am shente for speaking to you.

According to my birth.- What do you say? Mal. Good tool, help me to some light, and some

Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with you; paper; I tell thee, I am as well in my wits, as any And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. man in Illyria.

Oli. Then lead the way, good father;- And Clo. Well-a-day,--that you were, sir !

heaven so shine, Mal. By this hand, I am: Good fool, some ink, That they may fairly note this act of mine! paper, and light, and convey what I will set down



SCENE I.-The Street before Olivia's Housc. Enter DUKE, VIOLA, and Attendants.
Enter Clown and FABIAN.

Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends?

Clo. Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings. Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter. Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my

Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another re- good fellow? quest.

Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the Fab. Any thing.

worse for my friends. Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.

Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends. Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recompense, Clo. No, sir, the worse. desire my dog again.

Duke. How can that be ? • Regular conversation.

A buffoon character in the old plays, and father of Any other Gem as well as a Topaz.

the modern Harlequin, • Scoided, reprimanded.

I Account


Good my

Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy woriis are madness: of me; now my toes tell me plainly I am an ass: Three months this youth hath tended upon me; so that by my fóes, sir, 1 protii in the knowledge of But more of that anon.- - Take him aside. myself; and by my friends I am abused: so that, Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not conclusions to be as kisses, if your tour negatives

have, make your two affirmatives, why then the worse for Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ? my friends, and the better for iny foes.

Cesario, you do not keep promise with me. Duke. Why, this is excellent.

Vio. Madam! Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you Duke. Gracious Olivia,-to be one of my friends.

Oli. What do you say, Cesario? Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me;

lord, there's gold.

Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes nie. Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, would you could make it another.

It is as fat* and fulsome to mine ear, Duk. 0, you give me ill counsel.

As howling after music. Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this Duke.

Still so cruel ? once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.

Oli. Still so constant, lord. Diike. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a Duke. What! to perverseness? you uncivil lady, double-dealer; there's another.

To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars Clo. Primo, secunlo, tertio, is a good play; and My soul the faithfull'st oilerinys hath breath'd out, the old saying is, the third pays for all: the triplex, That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do? bir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of St.

Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall beBennet, sir, may put you in mind: One, two, three.

come bim. Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it, this throw: if you will let your lady know, I am Like to the Egyptian thies, at point of death, here to speak with her, and bring her along with Kill what I love; a savage jealousy, you, it may awake my bounty further.

That sometime savors nobly! - But hear me this: Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, again. I go, sir; but I would not have you 10 And that I partly know the instrument think, that my desire of having is the sin of covet- That screws me from my true place in your favor, ousness: but as you say, sir, let your bounty take Live you, the marble-breasted tyrant, still; a nap, I will awake it anon.

(Exit Clown. But this, your minion, whom, I know, you love, Enter AxTOxio and Officers.

And whom, by heaven, I swear, I tender dearly, Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.

Him will I tear out of that cruel eye, Duke. That face of his I do remember well;

Where he sits crowned in his master's spite.Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd

Come boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in misAs black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war:


I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love,
A bawbling vessel was he captain of,
For shallow draught, and bulk, un prizable;

To spite a raven's heart within a dove, (Going. With which such scathful grapple did he make

Við. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, With the most noble bottoin of our fleet,

To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. That very envy, and the tongue of loss,

(Following. Cry'd taine and honor on him. What's the matter?

Oli. Where goes Cesario?

After him I love, i of Orsino, this is that Antonio,

More than I love these eyes, more than my life, That took the Phænix, and her fraughts from Candy;

More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife: And this is he, that did the Tiger board,

If I do feign, you witnesses above, When your young nephew Titus lost his leg: Punish my life, for tainting of my love! Here in the streets, desperaie of shame, and state,

Oli. Ah me, detested! how am I beguild!

Vio. Who does beguile you? who does do you In private brabble did we apprehend him. Vio. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my side;

wrong? But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me,

Oli. Hast thou forgot thy self? Is it so long? I know not what 'twas, but distraction.

Call forth the holy father. | Exit an Attendant.

Duke. Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief!

Come away. (To VIOLA. What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies,

Oli. Whither, my lord ? --Cesario, husband, stay.

Duke. Husband? Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear,


Ay, husband; Can he that deny ? Hast made thine enemies?

Orsino, noble sir,

Duke. Her husband, sirrah?

Vi. Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you give me;

No, my lord, not I.

Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear, Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate;

That makes thee strangle thy propriety: Though, I confess, on base and ground enough,

Fear not. Cesario, take thy fortunes up; Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:

Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art That most ingrateful boy there, by your side, Froin the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth

As great as that thou fear'st. - 0, welcome, father! Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:

Re-enter Attendant and Priest.
His life I gave him, and did thereto add
My love, without retention, or restraint,

Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,
Al his in dedication: for his sake,

Here to unfold (though Tately we intended Did I expose myself, pure for his love,

To keep in darkness, what occasion now Into the danger of this adverse town;

Reveals before 'tis ripe) what thou dost know Drew to defend him, when he was beset;

Hath newly past between this youth and me.

Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love, Where being apprehended, his false cunning,

Confirm d by mutual joinder of your hands. (Not meaning to partake with me in danger,)

Attested by the holy close of lips,
Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance,
And grew a twenty-years-removed thing,

Strengthened by interchangement of your rings; While one would wink; denied me mine own purse, Seal'd in my function, by my testimony:

And all the ceremony of this compact Which I had recommended to his use

Since when, iny watch hath told me, toward my Not half an hour before. Vio

grave, How can this be? Duke. When came he to this town!

I have travell'd but two hours.

Duke. O thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be, Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months before,

When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case?

Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow, (No interim, not a minute's vacancy,) Both day and night did we keep company.

That thine own trip shall be ihine overthrow?

Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet,
Enter OLIVIA and Attendants,

Where thou and I henceforth may never meet. Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven Vio. My lord, I do protest, walks on earth.


0, do not swear • Freight.

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Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear. Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul!

He finished, indeed, bis mortal act Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK, with his head That day that made my sister thirteen years. broken.

Vio. Inutl ing lets to make us happy both, Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon; send But this my masculine usurp'd attire, one presently to sir Toby.

Do not embrace me, till each circumstance Oli What's the matter!

Of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump, Sir And. He has broke my head across, and has That I am Viola: which to confirm, given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the love I'll bring you to a captain in this town, of Gol, your help: had rather than forty pound, Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help I were at home.

I was preserv'd, to serve this noble count: Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ?

All the occurrence of my fortune since Sir Ana. The count's gentleman, one Cesario: Hath been between this lady and this lord. we took hiin for a coward, but he's the very devil Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been mistook: incardinate.

[To (Livia. Duke. My gentleman, Cesario!

But nature to her bias drew in that. Sir And. Od's lifelinys, here he is :- You broke You would have been contracted to a maid; my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived, on to do't by sir Toby.

You are betroth'd both to a maid and man. Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: Duke. Be not amaz d; right noble is his blood. You drew your sword upon me, without cause; If this be so, as yet the glass seems true, But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.

I shall have share in this most happy wreck: Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, have hurt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody

[To VIOLA. coxcomb.

Thou never shouldst love woman like to me. Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Clown. And all those swearings keep as true in soul,

Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear; Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear more:

As doth that orb'd continent, the tire, but if he had not been in drink, he would have That severs day from night. tickled you othergatess than he did.


Give me thy hand; Duke. How now, gentleman ? How is't with you? And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds.

Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and Vio. The captain, that did bring me first on shore, there's the end on't.—Sot, did'st see Dick surgeon, Hath my maid's garments: he, upon some action, sot?

Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit, Clo. O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone; his A gentleman, and follower of my lady's. eyes were set at eight i' the morning.

Oli. He shall enlarge him; -Fetch Malvolio Sir To. Then he's a rogue. After a passy-mea

hither: sure, or a pavin ;: I hate a drunken rogue.

And yet, alas, now I remember nie, oli. Away with him: Who hath made this havoc | They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract. with them! Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll

Re-enter Clown, with a Letter. be dressed together. Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a core from my remembrance clearly banish'd his.

A most extracting frenzy of mine own comb, and a knave! a thin-faced knave, a gull ? Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to.

How does he, sirrah? [Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby and Sir ANDREW. stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do:

Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Beelzebub at the Enter SEBASTIAN.

he has here writ a letter to you; I should have givSeb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kins- en it to you to-day morning; but as a madman's man;

epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when But had it. been the brother of my blood,

they are delivered. I must have done no less, with wit, and safety.

Oli. Open it, and read it. You throw a strange regard upon me, and

Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool Ry that I do perceive it hath oîtended you;

delivers the madman:- By the Lord, madam,Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows

Oli. How now, art thou inad? We made each other but so late ago.

Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an your Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must

allow tox. persons; A natural perspective, that is, and is not.

Oli. Prythee, read i' thy right wits. Seb. Antonio, o my dear Antonio !

Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me,

is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princess Since I have lost thee!

and give ear. Ant. Sebastian are you?

Oli. Read it you, sirrah.

[To FABIAN. Seb.

Fear'st thou that, Antonio? Fab. (Reads. By the lord, madam, you wrong Ant. How have you made division of yourself?- me, and the world shall know it: though you have An apple, cleft in iwo, is not more twin

put me into darkness, and giren your drunken Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian ? cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefil of my Oli. Most wonderful !

sen ses as well as your ladyship. I have your own Seb. Do I stand there! I never had a brother: letter that induced me to the semblamce I put on ; Nor can there be that deity in my nature,

with the which I doubt not but to do myself much Of here and every where, I had a sister,

right, or you much shame. Think of me as you Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd :- please. I leare my duty a little unthought of, and Of charity, what kin are you to me! [TO VIOLA. speak out of my injury. The madly used What countryman? what name? what parentage?

Malvolio. Vio. Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father ;

Oli. Did he write this? Such a Sebastian was my brother too,

Clo. Ay, madam. So went he suited to his watery tomb:

Duke. This sa vors not much of distraction. If spirits can assume both form and suit,

Oli. See bim deliver d, Fabian; bring him hither. You come to fright us.

[Erit FABIAN. Seb.

A spirit I am, indeed; My lord, so please you, these things further thought But am in that dimension grossly clad,

on, Which from the womb I did participate.

To think me as well a sister as a wife, Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,

One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you, I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,

Here at my house, and at my proper cost. Ar say-Thrice welcome, drowned Viola!

Duke. Madam, I am most apl to embrace your Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.

ofler.Seb. And so had mine.

Your master quits you; (To V10LA) and, for your Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth

service done him, Had number'd thirteen years.

So much against the mettle of your sex, Otherways. & Serious dances.

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