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I am gone, sir,
And anon, sir,
In a trice;
Like to the old vice*,
Cries, ah, ha! to the devil:
Adieu, goodman drivel.
Enter Sebastian. Scb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see't: And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Yet'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then? I could not find hini at the Elephant: Yet there he was; and there I found this creditt, That he did range the town to seek me out. His counsel now might do me golden service: For though my soul disputes well with my sense, That this may be some error, but no madness, Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune, So far exceed all ivstance, all discourse 1, That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me To any other trustş, but that I am mad, Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so,
* A buffoon character in the old plays, and father of the modern harlequin. + Account. | Reason.
She could not sway her house, command her follow
ers*, Take, and give back, affairs, and their despatch, With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing, As, I perceive, she does : there's something in't, That is deceivable. But here comes the lady.
Enter Olivia and a Priest.
Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go
vens so shine, That they may fairly note this act of mine!
The street before Olivia's house.
Enter Clown and Fabian.
Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter.
Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another request.
Fab. Any thing,
Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.
Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recompense, desire my dog again,
Enter Duke, Viola, and attendants.
Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends ?
Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my good fellow?
Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends.
Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass: so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused : so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.
Duke. Why, this is excellent.
Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of
friends. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there's gold.
Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would you could make it another,
Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.
Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.
Duke. Well, I will be so much a singer to be a double dealer; there's another.
Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all: the tripler, sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind; One, two, three.
Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at this throw: if you will let your lady know, I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake my bouuty further.
clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think, that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness: but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon.
Enter Antonio and Officers.
Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue
Duke. That face of his I do remember well;
1 oj: Orsino, this is that Antonio,
Vio. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my side;
Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief!
Orsino, noble sir,
That most ingrateful boy there, by your side,
How can this be?
fore (No interim, not a minute's vacancy), Both day and night did we keep company.
Enter Olivia and attendants.
Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven
walks on earth. But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are mad
Three months this youth hath tended upon me;