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unless you undertake that with me, which with as much safety you might answer him: therefore on, or strip your sword stark naked; for meddle you must, that's certain, or forswear to wear iron about you.
Vio. This is as uncivil as strange. I beseech you, do me this courteous office, as to know of the Knight what my offence to him is : it is something of my negligence, nothing of my purpose.
Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you by this gentleman till my return. [Exit Sir Toby.
Vio. Pray you, Sir, do you know of this matter?
Fab. I know the Knight is incens’d against you, even to a mortal arbitriment; but nothing of the circumItance more.
Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he?
Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise to read him by his form, as you are like to find in the proof of his valour. He is indeed, Sir, the most skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite that you could possibly have found in any part of Illyria. Will you walk towards him ? I will make your peace with him, if I can.
Vio. I shall be much bound to you for 't: I am one that had rather go with Sir Priest than Sir Knight: I care not who knows so much of
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Enter Sir Toby, and Sir Andrew. Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil; I have not seen such a virago : I had a pass with him, rapier, fcabbard and all; and he gives me the stuck in with such a mortal motion, that it is inevitable; and on the answer, he pays you as surely as your feet hit the ground they step on. They say he has been fencer to the Sophy.
Sir And. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him.
Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified :
Sir And. Plague on’t, an I thought he had been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him damn'd ere I'd have challeng’d him. Let him let the matter flip, and I'll give him my horse, grey Capilet.
Sir To, I'll make the motion; stand here, make a
good shew on't.—This shall end without the perdition of souls; marry, I'll ride your horse as well as I
[ Aside. Enter Fabian, and Viola. I have his horse to take up the quarrel; I have perfuaded him the youth's a devil.
[T. Fabian. Fab. He is as horribly conceited of him; and pants and looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels.
Sir To. There's no remedy, Sir; he will fight with you for's oath fake: marry, he had better bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now scarce to be worth talking of; therefore draw for the supportance of his vow, he protests he will not hurt you.
Vio. Pray God defend me a little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a man.
Fab. Give ground, if you see him furious.
Sir To. Come, Sir Andrew, there's no remedy; the gentleman will for his honour's fake have one bout with you; he cannot by the duello avoid it; but he has promis’d me, as he is a gentleman and a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on, to't.
[They draw, Sir And. Pray God he keep his oath !
S CE N E XIV. Enter Anthonio. Vio. I do assure you 'tis against my will.
Ant. Put up your sword; if this young gentleman Have done offence, I take the fault on me; you
offend him, -I for him defy you. [Drawing. Sir To. You, Sir ? why, what are you?
Ant. One, Sir, that for his love dares yet do more Than you have heard him brag to you he will. Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for you.
[Draws. Enter Officers. Fab. O good Sir Toby, hold; here come the officers. Sir To. I'll be with you anon. Vio. Pray, Sir, put your sword up, if you please.
[T. SirAndrew 1. Sir And. Marry, will I, Sir; and for that I promis'il
you, I'll be as good as my word. He will bear you easily, and reins well.
i off. This is the man; do thy office.
[sino. i Off. No, Sir, no jot: I know your favour well; Though now you have no fea-cap on your head. Take him
away; he knows I know hiin well.
2 Of. Come, Sir, away.
my present with
you : Hold, there's half
Ant. Oh, heav'ns themselves !
Ant. Let me speak a little. This youth that you see
Most venerable worth, did I devotion.
i Of. What's that to us? the time goes by; away.
Ant. But oh, how vile an idol proves this god!
i Off. The man grows mad, away with him:
Ant. Lead me on. [Exit Antonio with Officers.
Vio. Methinks his words do from such passion fly,
Sir To. Come hither, Knight; come hither, Fabian; we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of most sage faws. Vio. He nam'd Sebastian;
Sir To. A very dishoneft paltry boy, and more a coward than a hare; his dishonesty appears in leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying him; and for his cowardihip, ask Fabian.
Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, religious in it.
Sir Ard. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him.
Sir To. Do, cuff him foundly, but never draw thy
[Exit Sir Andrew.
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make me believe that I am not fent'
Seb. Go to, go 10; thou art a foolish fellow. Let. me be clear of thee.
Clo. Well held out, i' faith : no, I do not know you; nor I am not sent to you by my Lady, to bid you come speak with her; nor your name is not Master Cesario ; nor this is not my nose neither; nothing that is so, is fo.
Seb. I pr’ythee, vent thy felly fome where else ; thou know'st not me.
Cl2. Vent my folly!-he has heard that word of fome great man, and now applies it to a fool. Vent my folly! I am afraid this great lubber the world will prove a cockney: I pr’ythee now, ungird thy strangeness, and tell me what I shall vent to my Lady; shall I vent to her that thou art coming ?
Seb. I prythee, foolish Greek *, depart from me; there's money for thee. If you tarry longer, I shall give worse payment.
Clo. By my troth, thou hast an open hand; these wise men that give fools money, get themselves a good report after fourteen years purchase t.
Enter Sir Andrew, Sir Toby, and Fabian. Sir And. Now, Sir, have I met you again ? there's
[ Striking Sebastian. Seb. Why, there's for thee, and there, and there; are all the people mad? [Beating Sir Andrew.
* Greek, was as much as to say bawd or pander. He understood the Clown to be acting in that office. A bawdy-house was called Corinth, and the frequenters of it Corinthians; which words occur frequently in Shakespear; especially in Timon of Athens, and Hen
This seems to carry a piece of satyr upon monopolies, the crying grievance of that time. The grants generally were for fourteen years; and the petitions being referred to a committee, it was luo Spected that money gained favourable reports from thence,