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paper, and light, and convey what I will set down That he did range the town to seek me out. to my lady: it shall advantage thee more than ever His counsel now might do me golden service: the bearing of letter did.
For though my soul disputes well with my sense, Clo. I will help you to 't. But tell me true, That this may be some error, but no madness, are you not mad indeed! or do you but counter- Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune feit?
So far exceed all instance, all discourse, Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. That I am ready to distrust mine eyes,
Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, To any other trust but that I am mad, and ink.
Or else the lady's mad; yet if 't were so, Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree : She could not sway her house, command her folI pr'y thee, be gone.
Take and give back affairs, and their despatch, Clown sings.
With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing, I am gone, sir,
As I perceive she does : there's something in 't
That is deceivable. But here comes the lady.
Enter OLIVIA and a Priest.
Oli. Blame not this haste of mine : If you mean
Now with me,
and with this holy man,
Into the chantry by: there, before him,
And underneath that consecrated roof,
Plight me the full assurance of
your Adieu, goodman drivel.
[Exit. That my most jealous and too doubtful soul
May live at peace : He shall conceal it
Whiles you are willing it shall come to note;
What time we will our celebration keep
According to my birth. - What do you say?
Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun;
you; This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see 't: And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. And though 't is wonder that enwraps me thus,
Oli. Then lead the way, good father; - And Yet 't is not madness. Where's Antonio, then ?
heavens so shine, I could not find him at the Elephant ;
That they may fairly note this act of mine Yet there he was; and there I found this credit,
SCENE I. - The Street before OLIVIA's House. Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a
double dealer; there's another. Enter Clown and FABIAN.
Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his the old saying is, the third pays for all: the tripletter.
lex, sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells Clo. Good Master Fabian, grant me another re- of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind; One, quest.
two, three. Fab. Any thing
Duke. You can fool no more money out of me C'lo. Do not desire to see this letter.
at this throw : if you will let your lady know I am Fab. That is to give a dog, and in recompense here to speak with her, and bring her along with desire my dog again.
you, it may awake my bounty further.
Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I Enter DUKE, VIOLA, and Attendants.
come again. I go, sir, but I would not have you Duke. Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends ? to think that my desire of having is the sin of corClo. Ay, sir, we are some of her trappings. etousness : but as you say, sir, let your bounty Duke. I know thee well: How dost thou, my take a nap; I will awake it anon.
[Exit Clown. good fellow?
Enter ANTONIO and Officers. Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue Duke. Just the contrary, the better for thy friends.
Duke. That face of his I do remember well; Clo. No, sir, the
Yet when I saw it last it was besmeared Duke. How can that be?
As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war: Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an A baubling vessel was he captain of, ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable; ass : so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowl- With which such scathful grapple did he make edge of myself; and by my friends I am abused : With the most noble bottom of our fleet, so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four That very envy, and the tongue of loss, negatives make your two affirmatives, why then Cried fame and honor on him. — What's the the worse for my friends, and the better for my
1st Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio Duke. Why this is excellent.
That took the Phoenix and her fraught from Candy; Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you And this is he that did the Tiger board, to be one of my friends.
When your young nephew Titus lost his leg : Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state, there's gold.
In private brabble did we apprehend him. Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I Vio. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my would
could make it another. Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.
But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this I know not what ’t was, but distraction.
once, and let
What foolish boldness brought thee to their mer- Oli. What do you say, Cesario ? — Good, my cies,
lord, — Whom thou, in terms so bloody and so dear, Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes me. Hast made thine enemies?
Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, Ant. Orsino, noble sir,
It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear Be pleased that I shake off these names you give As howling after music. me;
Duke. Still so cruel ? Antonio never yet was thief or pirate,
Oli. Still so constant, lord. Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, Duke. What! to perverseness? you uncivil Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither :
lady, That most ungrateful boy there, by your side, To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouth My soul the faithful'st offerings hath breathed out Did I redeem: a wreck past hope he was : That e'er devotion tendered! What shall I do? His life I gave him, and did thereto add
Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall beMy love, without retention or restraint,
come him. All his in dedication : for his sake
Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to Did I expose myself, pure for his love,
do it, Into the danger of this adverse town;
Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death, Drew to defend him, when he was beset;
Kill what I love? a savage jealousy, Where being apprehended, his false cunning That sometimes savors nobly. — But hear me this : (Not meaning to partake with me in danger) Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, And that I partly know the instrument And grew a twenty-years-removed thing, That screws me from my true place in your favor, While one would wink; denied me mine own Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still; purse,
But this your minion, whom I know you love, Which I had recommended to his use
And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly, Tot half an hour before.
Him will I tear out of that cruel eye, Vio How can this be?
Where he sits crowned in his master's spite. — Duke. When came he to this town?
Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in misAnt. To-day, my lord; and for three months
I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love, (No interim, not a minute's vacancy)
To spite a raven's heart within a dove. [Going Both day and night did we keep company.
Vio. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly,
To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. Enter OLIVIA and Attendants.
[Following. Oli. Where
Cesario? Duke. Here comes the countess ; now heaven Vio After him I love walks on earth.
More than I love these eyes, more than my life; But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are mad- More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife :
If I do feign, you witnesses above, Three months this youth hath tended upon me; Punish my life, for tainting of my love! But more of that anon. - Take him aside.
Oli. Ah me, detested ! how am I beguiled ! Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not
Vio. Who does beguile you? who does do you have,
wrong? Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ? —
Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long? Cesario, you do not keep promise with me. Call forth the holy father. [Exit an Attendant. Vio. Madam?
[TO VIOLA. Duke. Gracious Olivia,
Oli. Whither, my lord ? Cesario, husband, stay.
Duke. Husband ?
we took him for a coward, but he's the very
devil Oli. Ay, husband; can he that deny ? incardinate. Duke. Her husband, sirrah ?
Duke. My gentleman, Cesario ! Vio. No, my lord, not I.
Sir And. Od’s lifelings, here he is :- You Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear broke my head for nothing; and that that I did, I That makes thee strangle thy propriety:
was set on to do 't by Sir Toby. Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up;
Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt Be that thou know'st thou art; and then thou art
you: As great as that thou fear’st. — 0, welcome, fa- You drew your sword on me without cause ; ther!
But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.
Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you Re-enter Attendant and Priest.
have hurt me: I think you set nothing by a bloody Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,
coxcomb. Here to unfold (though lately we intended To keep in darkness what occasion now
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, drunk, led by the Clown. Reveals before 't is ripe) what thou dost know Hath newly past between this youth and me. Here comes Sir Toby halting; you shall hear more :
Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love, but if he had not been in drink, he would have Confirmed by mutual joinder of your hands, tickled you othergates than he did. Attested by the holy close of lips,
Duke. How now, gentleman ? how is 't with Strengthened by interchangement of your rings; And all the ceremony of this compact
Sir Toby. That's all one; he has hurt me,
and Sealed in my function, by my testimony:
there's an end on ’t. — Sot, didst see Dick surSince when, my watch hath told me, toward my geon, sot? grave
Clo. O, he's drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; I have traveled but two hours.
his eyes were set at eight i' the morning. Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt Sir Toby. Then he's a rogue and a passythou be
measure pavin; I hate a drunken rogue. When time hath sowed a grizzle on thy case ? Oli. Away with him : Who hath made this Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow
havock with them? That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow? Sir And. I'll help you, Sir Toby, because we Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet 'll be dressed together. Where thou and I henceforth may never meet. Sir Toby. Will you help an ass-head, and a Vio. My lord, I do protest, —
coxcomb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull ? Oli. 0, do not swear;
Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be lookHold little faith, though thou hast too much fear. ed to.
[Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and SIR ANDREW. Enter SiR ANDREW AGUECHEEK, with his head broke.
Enter SEBASTIAN. Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon ;
send one presently to Sir Toby.
Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsOli. What's the matter?
man ; Sir And. He has broke my head across, and But, had it been the brother of my blood, has given Sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too : for the I must have done no less, with wit and safety. love of God, your help: I had rather than forty You throw a strange regard upon me, and pound I were at home.
By that I do perceive it hath offended you: Oli. Who has done this, Sir Andrew ?
Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows Sir And. The count 's gentleman, one Cesario : We made each other but so late ago.
Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two All the occurrence of my fortune since persons ;
Hath been between this lady and this lord. A natural perspective, that is, and is not !
Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been mistook : Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio!
But nature in her bias drew in that [To OLIVIA. How have the hours racked and tortured me, You would have been contracted to a maid : Since I have lost thee.
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived; Ant. Sebastian are you?
You are betrothed both to a maid and man. Seb. Fear'st thou that, Antonio?
Duke. Be not amazed; right noble is his Ant. How have you made division of your
blood. self? –
If this be so, as yet the glass scems true, An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin
I shall have share in this most happy wreck : Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian ? Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, Oli. Most wonderful !
[To VIOLA. Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother : Thou never shouldst love woman like to me. Nor can there be that deity in my nature,
Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear; Of here and every where. I had a sister, And all those swearings keep as true in soul Whom the blind waves and surges have de- As doth that orbéd continent the fire voured:
That severs day from night.
Duke. Give me thy hand;
Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father; Vio. The captain that did bring me first on shore Such a Sebastian was my brother too,
maid's garments : he, upon some action, So went he suited to his watery tomb:
Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit, If spirits can assume both form and suit,
A gentleman and follower of my lady's. You come to fright us.
Oli. He shall enlarge him : Fetch Malvolio Sel. A spirit I am, indeed;
hither : But am in that dimension grossly clad
And yet, alas, now I remember me, Which from the womb I did participate.
They say, poor gentleman he's much distract. Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,
Re-enter Clown, with a letter. And say,
“ Thrice welcome drownéd Viola !” A most extracting frenzy of mine own Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow. From remembrance clearly banished his. — Seb. And so had mine.
How does he, sirrah ? Vio. And died that day when Viola from her Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Beelzebub at the birth
stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do : Had numbered thirteen years.
he has here writ a letter to you: I should have Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul ! given it you to-day morning ; but as a madman's He finishéd, indeed, his mortal act
epistles are no gospels, so it matters not much That day that made my sister thirteen years. when they are delivered.
Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both Oli. Open it, and read it. But this my masculine usurped attire,
Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool Do not embrace me till each circumstance
delivers the madman :
[Reads. Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump
“By the Lord, madam, That I am Viola : which to confirm, I'll bring you to a captain in this town
Oli. How now! art thou mad ? Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle · Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an help
your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you I was preserved to serve this noble count: must allow vox.