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Oli. O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted; I will give out divers schedules of my beauty: it shall be inventoried; and every particle, and utensil, la. belled to my will: as, item, two lips indifferent red ; item, two grey eyes, with lids to them ; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth. Were you sent hither to 'praise me?
Vio. I see you what you are : you are too proud;
How does he love me?
Vio. If I did love you in my master's fame,
Why, what would you !
you should pity me.
* Well spoken of by the world.
Oli. You might do much: What is your pareut
Get you to your lord;
Vio. I am no fee'd post*, lady; keep your purse;
Oli. What is your parentage? Above my fortunes, yet my state is well : I am a gentleman..I'll be sworn thou art; Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions, and spirit, Do give thee five-fold blazont :-Not too fast:
-soft! soft! Unless the master were the man.-How now? Even so quickly may one catch the plague? Methinks, I feel this youth's perfections, With an invisible and subtle stealth, To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be What, ho, Malvolio!
Here, madam, at your service. Oli. Run after that same peevish messenger, The county'st man: he left this ring behind him, Would I, or not; tell him, I'll none of it. Desire him not to flatter, with his lord, Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him; If that the youth will come this way to-morrow, I'll give him reasons for't. Hie thee, Malvolio. Mal. Madam, I will,
+ Proclamation of gentility.
| Count. VOL. I.
Oli. I do I know not what: and fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind. Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not owe* ; What is decreed, must be; and be this so! (Exit.
SCENE I. The sea-coast.
Enter Antonio and Sebastian.
Ant. Will you stay no longer? nor will you not, that I go with you ?
Seb. By your patience, no: my stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave, that I may bear my evils alone: it were a bad recompense for your love, to lay any of them on you.
Ant. Let me yet know of you, whither you are bound.
Seb. No, 'sooth, sir; my determinate voyage is mere extravagancy. But I perceive in you so ex. cellent a touch of modesty, that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keep in; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to expresst myself. You must know of me then, Antonio, my name is Sebastian, which I called Rodorigo; my father was that Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know, you have heard of: he left behind him, myself, and a sister, both boru in an hour. If the heavens had been pleased, 'would we had so ended! but you, sir, altered that; for, some hour before you took me from the breach of the sea, was my sister drowned.
Ant. Alas, the day!
* Own, possess.
Seb. A lady, sir, thongh it was said she much resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful : but, though I could not, with such estimable won. der, overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish her, she bore a mind that envy could not but call fair: she is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.
Ant. Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment. Seb. O, good Antonio, forgive me your trouble.
Ant. If you will not murder me for my love, let me be your servant.
Scb. If you will not undo what you have done, that is, kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not. Fare ye well at once : my bosom is full of kindness; and I am yet so near the manners of my mother, that upon the least occasion more, mine eyes will tell tales of me. I am bound to the count Orsino's court: farewell.
[Erit. Ant. The gentleness of all the gods go with thee! I have many enemies in Orsino's court, Else would I very shortly see thee there: But, come what may, I do adore thee so, That danger shall seem sport, and I will go. (Erilo
Enter Viola ; Malvolio following. Mal. Were not you even now with the countess Olivia?
Vio. Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since arrived but hịther.
Mal. She returns this ring to you, sir; you might have saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself. She adds moreover, that you should put your lord into a desperate assurance she will none of him: and one thing more; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to se. port your lord's taking of this. Receive it so.
Vio. She took the ring of me; I'll none of it.
Mal. Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her will is, it should be so returned: if it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your eye; if not, te it his that finds it.
[Erit. Vio. I left no ring with her: what means this lady? Fortune forbid, my outside have not charm'd her! She made good view of me; indeed, so much, That, sure, methought, her eyes had lost her tongue, For she did speak in starts distractedly. She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion Invites me in this churlish messenger. None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none. I am the man;-if it be so (as ’tis), Poor lady, she were better love a dream, Disguise, I sce, thou art a wickedness, Wherein the pregnant* enemy does much. How easy is it, for the proper-falset In women's waxen hearts to set their forms! Alas! our frailty is the cause, not we; Tor, such as we are made of, such we be. How will this fadgef? My master loves her dearly; And I, poor monster, fond as much on him; And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me: What will become of this ! As I am man, My state is desperate for my master's love; As I am woman, now alas the day! What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe? O time, thou must untangle this, not I; It is too hard a koot for me to untie.
* Dexterous, ready fiend.