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SCENE II, A Room in Olivia's House.

Mal. That the soul of our grandam might

haply inhabit a bird. Enter MARIA and Clown.

Cio. What thinkest thon of his opinion ? Mar. Nay,l proythee, put on this gown, Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way and this beard; make him believe, thou art

approve his opinion. sir Topas the curate; do it quickly: I'll call Clo. Fare thee well! Remain thou still in sir Toby the whilst.

(Exit MARIA. darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Py. Clo. Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissem-thagoras, ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear ble* myself in't; and I would I were the first to kill a woodcock, lest thoa dispossess the that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am soul of thy grandam. Fare' thee well. not fat enough to become the function well; Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas,--' por lean enough to be thought a good student : Sir To. My most exquisite sir Topas ! but to be said, an honest man, and a good Clo. Nay, I am for all waters II. housekeeper, goes as fairly, as to say, a careful

Mär. Thou might'st have done this without man, and a great scholar. The competitorst thy beard and gown; he sees thee not.

Sir To. To him in thine own voice, and Enter Sir Toby BELCA and MARIA.

bring me word how thou findest him: I Sir To. Jove bless thee, master parson., would we were well rid of this knavery. If

Clo. Bonos dies, sir Toby: for, as the old he may be conveniently delivered, I would he hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, were; for I am now so far in offence with my very wittily said to a niece of king Gorboduc, niece, that I cannot pursue with any safety Tkut, that is, is: 80 1, being master parson, this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to am master parson; Por what is that, but that? my chamber. [Exeunt Sir Toby and MARIA. and is, but is?

Clo. Hey Robin, jolly Robin, Sir To. To him, sir. Topas.

s! Tell me how thy lady daes. [Singing. Clo.What, hoa, I say,-Peace in this prison!

Mal. Fuol,Sir To. The knave counterfeits well; a good Clo. My lady is unkind, perdy. knave.

Mal. Fool, Mal, [in an inner chamber.] Who calls Clo. Alas, why is she so? there?

(Mal. Fool, I say;-ibi Çlo. Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to Clo. She loves unother Who calls, ha! visit Malvolio the lunatic.

Mal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas, good sir Topas, welli at my hand, help me to a candle, and go to my lady.

pen, ink, and paper; as I am a gentleman, I. Clo. Out, hyperbolical fiend ! how vexest will live to be thankful to thee for't. thou this man? talkest thou nothing but of * Clo, Master Malvolio !. '7. liri ladies?

Mal. Ay, good fool. '7.'" Sir To. Well said, master parson.

:: Clo. Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five Mal. Sir Topas, never was map thus wrong wits !! ed: good sir Topas, do not think I am mad; Mal. Pool, there was never man 80 noto they have laid me here in hideous darkness. riously abused: 'I am as well in my wits, fool,

Clo, Fie, thou, dishonest Sathan! I call thee as thou art. by the most modest terms; for I am one of Clo. But as well? then you are mad indeed, those gentle ones, that will use the devil him if you be no better in your wits than a fool. self with courtesy: Say'st thou, that house is Mal. They have here propertied me**; keep dark?..

me in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, Mul. As hell, sir Topas.

and do all they can to face me out of my wits. Clo. Why, it hath bay-windows f transpa- Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister rent as barricadoes, and the clear stones to- is here.-Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heawards the south-north are as lustrous as ebony; vens restore! endeavour thyself to sleep, and and yet complainest thou of obstruction? ..

leave thy vain bibble babble. Mal. I am not mad, sir Topas; I say to Mal. Sir Topas, you, this house is dark.

Clo. Maintain no words with him, good f el. Cio. Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no low.Who, I, sir ? not I; sir. God b'wi'you, darkness, but ignorance; in which thou art good sir Topas.---Marry, amen.--I will, sir, I more puzzled, than the Egyptians in their fog. will.

Mal. I say, this house is as dark as igno- Mul. Fool, fool, fool, I say rance, though ignorance were as dark as hell;

Clo. Alas, sir, be patient. What say yon, and I say, there was never man thus abused : sir? I am shent for speaking to you. I am no more mad than you are; make the Mal. Good fool, help me to some light, and trial of it in any constant question 0.

some paper; I tell thee, I am as well iv my Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras con wits as any man in Illyria. '! cerning wild-fuwl? 1

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Mal. By this hand, I am: Good fool, some His counsel now might do me golden service: ink, paper, and light, and convey what I will For though my soul disputes well with my

set down to my lady ; it shall advantage thee sense, 1 more than ever the bearing of letter did. That this may be some error, butino: madness,

Clo. I will help you to't. But tell me true, Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune are you not mad indeed? or do you but coun- So far exceed all instance, alt discourse I, terfeit?

That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, [me Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. And wrangle with my reason, that persuades Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till To any other trust 5, but that I am mad, I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and or else the lady's mad; yet, if ?twere so, paper, and ink.

She could not sway her house, command her Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest-de- followers ll, gree: I prøythee, be gone.

Take, and give back, affairs, and their despatch, Clo. I am gore, sir,

With such a smiooth, discreet, and stable bearAnd anon, sir, 0! 다. Pill be with you again,

As, I perceive, she does : there's something in't, In a trice;

That is deceivable. But here comes the lady.
Like to the old vice*,

Enter OLIVIA and a Priest.
Your need to sustain;

Oli. Blame not this haste of mine: If you
Who with dagger of lath,

mean well, In his rage and his wrath,

Now go with me, and with this holy man,
Cries, ah, ha! to the devil: Into the chantry 4 by: there, before him,
Like a mad lad,

And underneath that consecrated roof,
Pare thy nails, dad.

Plight me the full assurance of your faith;
Adieu, goodmun drivel. (Exit.

That my most jealous and too doubtful soul

May live at peace: He shall conceal it,
SCENE III. Olivia's Garden. 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. This is the air ; that is the glorious son ;

Seb. I'll follow this good man, and

go with This pearl she gave me, I do feel’t and see't: yon; And though'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. Yet?tis not madness. Where's Antonio then? oli. Then lead the way, good father; I could not find him at the Elephant : :

And heavens so shine, Yet therehe was; and there I found this creditt, That they may fairly note this act of mine! That he did range the town to seek me out.


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Clo. No, sir, the worse.

Duke. How can that be?
The Street before Olivia's House.

Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make
Enter Clown and FABIAN. an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I

aman ass : so that by my foes, sir, I profit in Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see the knowledge of myself'; and by my friends

I am abused : so that, conclusions to be as Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another kisses, if your four negatives make your two

affirmatives, why, then the worse for my Fab. Any thing..

friends, and the better for my foes. Cho; Do not desire to see this letter. Duke. Why, this is excellent. . ! Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recom- Clo. By my troth, sir, no, though it please pense, desire my dog again.

you to be one of my friends. Enter DUKE, Viola, and Attendants. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; Duke. Belong youto the lady Olivia,friends? there's gold. Clo, Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings. Clo. But that 'it would be double-dealing, Duke. I know thee well'; How dost thou, sir, I would you could make it another. my good fellow?

Duke. 0, you give me ill counsel. Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for the worse for my friends.

this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it. Duke. Just the contrary, the better for thy Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner ta

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Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good Ant. To-day, my lord, and for three months play; and the old saying is, the third pays (No interim, not a minute's vacancy), [before, for all: the triplex, sir, is a good tripping Both day and night did we keep company. measure; or the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may Enter OLIV1A and Attendants. put you in mind; One, two, three.

Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven Duke. You can fool no more money out

walks on earth.

[madness: of me at this throw: if you will let your But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are lady know, I am here to speak with her, and Three months this youth hath tended upon me; bring ber along with you, it may awaké my But more of that anon. Take him aside. bounty further.

» Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not Olo. Marry, sir, lallaby to your bounty, till Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable !--thave, I come again. I go, sir; but I would not Cesario, you do not keep promise with me. have you to think, that my desire of having Vio. Madam? is the sin of covetousness: bnt, as you say, Duke. Gracious Olivia, (my lord, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake Oli. What do you say, Cesario?

Good it anon.

[Brit Clown. Vio.My lord wonld speak,myduty bushes me. Enter ANTONIO and Officers.

Oli, If it be aught to the old tune, ny lord, Vlo. Here comes the man, sir, that did res. It is as fatt and fulsome to mine ear,

As howling after musick. Duke. That face of his I do remember well; Duke.

Still so cruelt Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd Oli. Still so constant, lord. As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war : Duke. What ! to perverseness ! you uncivil A bawbling vessel was he captain of, To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars (out, For sballow draught, and bulk, unprizable; My soul the faithfull’st offerings hath breath'd With which such scathful * grapple did he make That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do? With the most noble bottom of our fleet, oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall That very envy, and the tongue of loss,

become him. Cry'd fame and honour on him. What's the Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to

i off. Orsino, this is that Antonio, (matter? Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death, That took the Phoenix, and her franghit, from Kill what I love ; a savage jealousy, (this : And this is he, that did the Tiger board, (Candy; That sometime savours nobly !But hear me When your young nephew Titus lost his leg: Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, Here in the streets, desperate of shaine, and And that I partly know the instrument (favour, Io private brabbledid we apprehend him.(state, That screws me from my true place in your Vio: He did me kindness, sir; drew on my Live you, the marble-breasted tyrant, still; side ;

[me, But this your minion, whom, I know, you love, But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon And whom, by heaven, I swear, I tender dearly, I know not what 'twas, but distraction.-- Him will I tear out of that cruel eye,

Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! Where he sits crowned in his master's spite.-What foolish boldness brought thee to their Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mercies,

I'R sacrifice the lamb that I do love, (mischief : Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear, To spite a raven's heart within a dove. (Going. Hast made thine enemies?

Vio. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly,

Orsino, voble sir, To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. Be pleasd that I shake off these pames you

(Following. Antonio never yet was thief,or pirate, [give me; Oli. Where goes Cesario? Though, I confess, on base and grouod enough, Vio.

After him I love Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither: More than I love these eyes, more than my life, That most ingrateful boy there, by your side, More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife : From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth If I do feign, you witnesses above,* * Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was : Punish my life, for tainting of my love! His life I gave him, and did thereto add Oli. Ah me, detested! how am I begui!!! My love, without retention, or restraint, Vio. Who does beguile you' I wlio does do All his in dedication ; for his sake, ?-|

you wrong? Did I expose myself, pure for his love, Oli. Hast thou forgot thyselfIs it so longlInto the danger of this adverse town; Call forth the boly father. (Exit an Attendant Drew to defend him, when he was beset; Duke.

1. Come away. (70 V101... Where being apprehended, his false cunning, Oli. Whither, myılord-Cesario, husband, (Not meanivg to partake with me in danger, Duke. Husband ?

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Ay, husband; Can he that deuy! And grew a twenty-years-removed thing, Duke. Her husband, sirrah? Wbile one would wink; denied me mine own Vio.

Noz my lord, not I. Wbich I had recommended to his use (purse, Oli, Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear, Not halt av bouw before.

." That makes thee strangle thy proprietyo: Vio.

How can this be! Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up; Duke. When came he to this town?, i): Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thon art • Mischievous. * Freight.

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As great as that thou fear'st.--0, welcome, Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because father!

we'll be dressed together, Re-enter Attendant and Priest,

Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxFather, I charge thee, hy thy reverence, comb, and a knave? a thin-faced knaye,a gull? Here to unfold (though lately we intended Oli. Get him to bed, and let bis hurt be To keep in darkness, what occasion now look'd to... Reveals before 'tis ripe) what thou dost know, (Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir ANDREW. Hath newly past between this youth and me.

Enter SEBASTIAN. Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love, Seb, I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your Confirm’d by mytual joinder of your hands, kinsmạn; Attested by the holy close of lips, (rings; But, had it been the brother of my blood, Strengthen'd by interchangement of your I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. And all the ceremony of this compact You throw a strange regard upon me, and Seal'd in my function, by my testimony: By that I do perceive it hath offended you ; Since when, my watch hath told me, toward Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows! I have travell'd bot two hours. (my grave, We made each other but so late ago. (persons ; Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt Duke. One face,one voice, one habit, and two thou be,

A natural perspeçtive, that is, and is not. When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case* ? Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio! Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow,

How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me, That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow! Since I have lost thee. Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet, Ant. Sebastian are yon ? Where thou and I henceforth may never meet, Seb,

Fear'st thou that, Antonio ? Vio. My lord, I do protest,

Ant, How have you made division of your Oli.

0, do not swear; An apple, cleft in two, is not moretwin (self? Hold little faith though thou hast too much fear. Than these two ereatures. Which is Sebastian?

Oli. Most wonderful ! Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHBEK, with his

[brother: Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a head broke. Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon; of here and every where. I had a sister,

Nor can there be that deity in my nature, send one presently to sir Toby.

Whom the blind waves and surges have Oli. What's the matter? Sir And. He has broke my head across, Ofcharity 3,whatkin are you to me?[7_VIOLA.

Videvour'd:and has given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb What countryman? what name? what pato: for the love of God, your help: I had

rentage? rather than forty pound, I were at home.

Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father; Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ? Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Ce So went he suited to his watery tomb :

Such a Sebastian was my brother too, sario: we took hint for a coward, bụt he's If spirits clin assume both form and suit the very devil incardinate.

You come to fright us.
Duke. My gentleman, Cesario !

Sir And, 'od's lifelings, here he is :-Yon But am in that dimension grossly elad,

A spirit I am, indeed ; cid, I was set on to do't by sir Toby. [you: Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, troke my head for 'nothing; and that that

Which from the womb I did participate. ) Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,' You drew your sword upon me, without cause; And say thrice welcome,

drowned Viola! | Bat I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.

Vio, My father had a mole upon his brow. Sir And. If a bloody coscomb be'a hurt,

Seb. And so had mine. as you have hart me; I think, you set nothing


Vio. And died that day when Viola from her by a bloody coscomb,

Had number'd thirteen years. Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Seb. 0, that record is lively in my soul ! Clown, in

He finished, indeed, his mortal act, Here comes sir Toby balting, you shall hear That day that made my sister thirteen years. more: batif he had not been in drink, he would Vio. If nothing lets || to make us happy both, have tickled you othergatest than he did, 911 But this my masculine usurp'd attire,

Duke. How now, gentleman? how is't'with Do not embrace mė, till each circumstance you?

Of place, time, fortune,do cohere, and jump, Sir To, That's all one ; he has burt me, That I am Viola : wbich to confirm, and there's the end on'ts--Sot, did'st see Dick I'll bring you to a captain in this town, (help iurgeon, sot?

prijs Where lie my maiden weeds; by n bose gentle Clo. O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone; I was prebery'd, to serve this noble count: bis eyes were set at eight i'the morning. 1) All the occurrence of my fortone since."

Sir To. Then he's a rogue. After a pássy- Hath been between this lady, and this lord. Deasure, or a payin 1, I hate a drunken roghe. Sebi Sai comes' it, lady, you have been Oli, Away with him :. Who hath made this 40.31 mistook:s mil(70 OLINTA. havock with them?

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You would have been contracted to a maid; One day shall crown the alliance on't, so Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd,

please you, You are betroth'd both to a maid and man. Here at my house, and at my proper cost.

Duke. Be not amaz'd; right noble is his Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace If this be so,asyet the glass seems true, blood.

[yont service done bim, I shall have share in this most happy wreck : Your master quits you; [TO VIOLA.] and, for Boy, thoá bast said to me a thousand times, So much against the mettlef of your sex,

[To Viola. So far beneath your soft and tender breeding, Thon never should'st love woman like to me. And since you calld me master for so long,

Vio. And allthose sayings will I over-swear; Here is my hand; you shall from this time be And all those swearings keep as true in soul, Your master's mistress. As doth that orbed continent the fire


A sister ?—you are she. Thát severs day from pight.'

Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO. Duke. !

Give me thy hand; Duke. Is this the madman? And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds. Oli.

Ay, my lord, this same: Vio. The captain, that did bring me first on How now, Malvolio ? ;, shore,

[action, Mal." Madam, you have done me wrong, Hath my maid's garments : - he, upon some Notorious wrong. Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit,


Have I, Malvolio? no. A gentleman, and follower of my lady's. Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that

Oli. He shall enlarge him :-Fetch Malvolio You must not now deny it is your hand, [letter: And yet, alas, now I remember me, [hither :- Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase; They saỹ, poor gentleman, he's much distract. Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention:

Re-enter Clown, with a letter. You can say none of this: Well, grant it then, A most extracting frenzy of mine own And tell me, in the modesty of honour, [favour; From my remembrance clearly banish'd'his. Why you have given me such clear lights of How does he, sirrah ?

Bade me come smiling, and

frown (you, the stave's end, as well as a man in his case Upon sir Tuby, and the lighterg people;

Clo. Traly, madam, he holds Belzebub at To put on yellow stockings, and to f Sarter'd to may do: he has here writ a letter to you, I And, acting this in an obedient hope, should have given it you to-day morning; Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd, but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest, skills not much, when they are delivered. And made the most notorious geck 1, and gull, Oli. Open it, and read it.

That e'er invention play'd on? tell me why. Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, fool delivers the 'madmap :-By the lord, Though, I confess, much like the character: madam,

But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand, Oli, How now! art thou mad ?

And now I do bethink me, it was sbe (smiling, Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness : First told me, thon wast mad; then cam’st in an your ladyship will have it as it ought to And in such forms which here were prebe, you must allow vóx*.

suppos'd Oli. Prythee, read i'thy right wits. 1 l Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content:

('lo. So I do, madonna; but to read his This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon right wits, is to read thus: therefore perpend*, thee;

[of it, my princess, and give ear.

But, when we know the grounds and authors Oli. Read it you, sirrah. [T0 FABIAN. Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge

Fab. (reads.] By the Lord, madam, you Of thine own cause, wrong me, and the world shall know it: Fab. Good madam, hear me speak; though you have put me into darkness, And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, and given your drunken cousin rule over Taint the condition of this present hour, (not, me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as Which I have wondered at. In hope it shali well as your ladyship. I have your own Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby, letter that induced me to the semblance Set 'this device against Malvolio bere, I put on; with the which I doubt not but Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts to do myself much right, or you much shame. We had conceivd against bim: Maria writ Think of me as you please. I leave my The letter, at sir Toby's great importance ; duty a little unthought of, and speak out In recompense whereof, he bath married her. of my injury. The madly-used Malvolio. How with a sportful inalice it was follow'd, oi, Did he write this?

? ??? May rather pluck on laughter than revenge ; Olo. Ay, madam.

If that the injuries be justly weight, Duke. This savonrs not much of distraction. That have on both'sides past.

(thee! Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him Oli. Alas, poorfool! how have they baffled": bither.

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