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sire some conduct of tne lady. I am no fighter. persuaded him, the youth's a devil. [To Fabian, I have heard of some kind of men, that put quar
Fub. He is as horribly conceited of him; and rels purposely on others to taste their valuur; be Ipants and looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels. like, this is a man of that quirk.
Sir To. There's no remedy, sir, he will fight Sir To. Sir, no; his indignation derives itself 5 with you for's oath sake: marry, he has better out of a very competent injury; therefore, ged bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that you on, and give him his desire. Back you shall now scarce to be worth talking of: therefore draw not to the house, unless you undertake that with for the supportance of his vow; he protests, he ine, which with as much sa.ety you might answer
will not hurt you. him: therefore, on, or strip your sword stark 10
vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing would naked; for meddle you must, that's certain, or
make me tell them how much I lack of a man. forswear to wear iron about you.
Fub. Give ground, if you see him furious. Vio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech Sir To. Come, sir Andrew, there's no remedy; you, do me this courteous office, as to know of| the gentleman will for his honour's sake have one the knight what my offence to him is; it is some 15 bout with you: he cannot by the duello avoid it: thing of iny negligence, nothing of my purpose.
but he has promis'd me, as he is a gentleman and Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on; to't. by this gentleman till my return. [Exit Sir Toby.
[They draw. Vio. Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter? Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath! Fab. I know, the knight is incens'd against you,20
Enter Antonio. even to a mortal arbitrement; but nothing of the Vio. I do assure you, 'tis against my will. circumstance inore.
Ant. Put up your sword: if this young gentleman Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he: Have done offence, I take the fault on me;
Fub. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read If you offend him, I for him defy you. [Drawing. him by his form, as you are like to tind him in 25 Sir To. You, sir? why, what are you? the proof of his valour. He is, indeed, sir, the Ant. One,sir, that for his love dares yet do more most skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite that you Than you have heard him brag to you he will. could possibly have found in any part of Illyria: Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker', I am Will you walk towards hiin? I will inake your
[Draws. peace with him, if I can.
Enter Officers. Vio. I shall be much bound to you for't! I am Fab. O good Sir Toby, hold; here coine one, that had rather go with sir priest, than sir the officers. knight: I care not who know's so much of my Sir To. I'll be with you anon. meltle,
[Ereuni. Vio. Pray, sir, put your sword up if you please. Re-enter Sir Toby, with Sir Andrew. 135
[To Sir Andrew. Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil; I have Sir And. Marry, will I, sir ; and, for that I not seen such a virago. I had a pass with him, promis’d you, I'll be as good as my word :--He rapier, scabbard, and all, and he gives me the stuck' will bear you easily, and reins well. in with such a mortal motion, that he is inevi 1 0f: This is the man; do thy office. table; and on the answer he pays you as surely 40 2 0f. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit of count as your feet hit the ground they step on : They
Orsino. say, he has been fencer to the Sophy.
Ant. You do mistake me, sir. Sir And. Pox on't, l'll not meddle with lim. 1 0;}. No, sir, no jot ; I know your favour well,
Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified: Though now you lave no sea-cap on your head.Fabian can scarce hold him yonder.
45 Take him away; he knows, I know him well. Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had been Ant. I must obey.--This comes with seeking valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen But there's no reinedy; I shall answer it. [you; him dam'd ere I'd have challeng'd him. Let him What will you do? Now iny necessity let the matter slip, and l'il give him my horse, Makes me to ask you for my purse; It grieves me grey Capilet.
50 Much more, for what I cannot do for you, Sir To. I'll make the motion : Stand here, make Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz’d; a good shew on't; this shall end without the But be of comfort. perdition of souls: Marry, I'll ride your horse as 2 off. Come, sir, away. well as I ride you.
[Aside. Ani. I must intreat ot you some ofthat inoney. Re-enter Fubian and Viola.
155 Vio. What money, sir? I have his horse to take up the quarrel ; I have For the fair kindness you have shew'd me here,
'A corrupted abbreviation of the stoccata, an Italian terin in fencing. ?i. e. by the laws of duel. ling. 'Meaning, one who promises to accomplish any thing for another. Mr. Tyrwhitt imagines it had a political meaning, and that it alludes to a general persuasion, or jealousy at least
, that the king had been induced to call a parliament at that time (1614) by certain persons who had undertaken, through their intluence in the house of commons, to carry things according to his majesty's wishes. These persons were immediately stigmatized with the invidious name of undertakers; and the idea was so unpopular, that the king thought it necessary, in two set speeches, to deny positively (how truly, is another question) that there had been any such undertaking,
And, part, being prompted by your present trouble, 1 Off. The man grows mad; away with him. Out of my lean and low ability
Come, come, sir. I'll lend you something: my having is not much; Ant. Lead me on. [Erit Antonio with Officers. I'll make division of my present with you:
Vio. Methinks, his words dofrom such passion fiy, Hold, there's half my coiler.
That he believes himself; so do not I. Ant. Will you deny me now?
Prove true, imagination, oh, prove true, Is't possible, that my deserts to you
That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you! Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery, Sir To. Come hither, knight; come hither, Lest that it make me so unsound á man,
Fabian; As to upbraid you with those kindnesses 10 We'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of most sage That I have done for you. Vio. I know of none;
Vio. He nam’d Sebastian: I my brother know
In favour was my brother; and he went
For him I imitate: Oh, if it prove,
Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love! Ant. O heavens themselves !
[Erit. 20.1. Come, sir, ! pray you, go.
Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more Ant. Let me speak'a little. This youth that 2012 coward than a hare: his dishonesty appears, in you see here,
leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death; him; and for his cowardship, ask Fabian. Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love,-
Fub. A coward, a most devout coward, religiAnd to his image, which, methought, did promise
Jous in it. Most venerable worth, did I devotion. [away. 25 Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him.
i Ojf. What's that to us?--the time goes by; Sir To. Do, cuti him soundly, but never draw Ant. But, oh, how vile an idol proves this god!
thy sword. Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame. Sir And. An I do not, - [Exit Sir Andrew. In nature there's no blemisli, but the mind;
Fab. Come, let's see the event. None can be call'd deform’d, but the unkind: 30 Sir To, I dare lay any money, 'twill be nothing Virtue is beauty; but the beauteous evil
yet, Are empty trunks, o'crflourished by the devil'.
There's money for thee; if you tarry longer, The Street.
40 I shall give worse payment.
Clo. By my troth, thou hast an open hand: Enter Sebastian and Cloron.
These wise men, that give fools money, get theniClo. WILL you make me believe, that I am selves a good report after fourteen years purchase. not ent for you?
Enter Sir Anulrew, Sir Toby, and Fabian. Seb. Go to, go tu, thou art a foolish fellow; Sir And. Now, sir, have I met you again? Let me be clear of thee.
there's for you.
[Striking Sebastian. Clo. Well held ont, i'faith! No, I do not know Sob. Why, there's for thee, and there, and there: you ; nor I a:n not sent to you by my lady, to Are all the people mad ? [Beuting Sir Andrei. bid you
come speak with her; nor your name is Sir To. Hold, sir, or l'Il throw your dagger not master Cesario; nor this is not my nose nei- 500'er the house. ther.-Nothing that is so,
Clo. This will I tell my lady straight : I would Sib. I pr’ythee, ventthy fully somewhere else; not be in some of your coats for two-pence, Thou know'st oot me.
[Exit Clorn. Clo. Vent in folly! He has heard that word of Sir To. Come on, sir; hold. (Holding Sebastian. some great man, and now applies it to a tool. l'ent 55 Sir Ind. Nay, let him alone, I'll go another way my folly! I am afraid this great lubber the world llo work with him; I'll have an action of battery will prove a co kvet:-I prythee now, ungird thy against himn, if there be any law in Illyria : though strangeness, and tell me what I shall vent to my I st'uch him first, yet it's no matter for that. lady; Shall I went to her, that thou art coming? Seh. Let go thy hand, Seb. I pry’thee, coulish Gresh', deparatiem me:60 Sir To. Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come,
It was the custom at that time to crnament the sides and tops of trunks with scroll-work and e.nblematical devices, Warburton says, that Creek was as much as 10 say, bawd or panolar. lle understood the Clown to be acting in that office, A bawdy-house was called Corinth, and the frequenters of it Corinthians,
my young soldier, put up your iron: you are welli Malvolio the lunatick. tiesh'd ; come on.
Mal. Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go Stb. I will be free from thee. What would'st) to my lady. thou now?
Clo. Out, hyperbolical fiend! how vexest thou If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword. 5 this man? talkest thou nothing but of ladies ?
Sir To. What, what? Nay, then I must bave an Sir To. Well said, master parson. ounce or two of this malapert blood from you. Mal. Sir Tupas, never was man thus wrong'd;
[They drum and night. good sir Topas, do not think I am mad ; they Entor Olivia.
have laid me here in hideous daikness. Oli. Hold, Toby; onthy life, Icharge thee, hold, 10 Clo. Iy, thou dishonest Sathan! I call thee by. Sir To. Madam?
the most modest terms; for I am one of those Oli. Will it be ever thus ? L'ngracious wretch, gentle ones, that will use the devil himself with Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, courtesy; Say'st thou, that house is dark : Where manners ne'er were preach'd ! out of my
Alut: As hell, Sir Topas. Be not offended, dear Cesario : [sight : 15
Clo. Why, it hath bay-windows transparent as Rudesby, be gone !-1 pr’ythee, gentle friend, barricadoes, and the clear stones towards the
[Errunt Sir Toby, and Sir Andreze'. south-north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet Let thy sair wisdom, not thy passion, sway complainest tbou of obstruction? In this uncivil and unjust extent
dal. I am not mad, Sir Topas; I say to you, Against thy peace. Go with me to my house; 200.is house is dark. Aud hear thou there how many fruitless pranks Clo. Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no This ruflian bath botch'd up,' ihat thou thereby darkness, but ignorance; in which thou art more May'st smile at this: thou shalt not chuse but go; puzzled, than the Egyptians in their fog. Do not deny: Beshrew his soul for me,
this house is as dark as ignorance, He started one poor heart of mine in thee. 25 though ignorance were as dark as bell; and I say,
Scb. What relish is in this? how runs the stream? ihere was never man thus abus'd: I am no more Or I am mad, or else this is a dream:
inad than you are, make the trial of it in any conLet fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;
tant question. If it bethus to dream, still let me sleep!
Clo. 'What is the opinion of Pythagoras conOli. Nay, come, 1 pr’ythee: 'Would, thou'd 130 cerning wild-fowl? be rul'u by ine!
Mal. That the soul of our grandam might haply Seb. Madam, I will.
inhabit a bird. Gli. O, say so, and so be!
Clo. What think'st thou of his opinion?
lal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way
35 approve of his opinion. An Apartment in Olivia's House.
Clo. Fare thee well: Remain thou still in dark, Enter Maria, and Clown.
ness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras, Mar. Nay, 1 pr’ythee, put on this gown, and ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a this beard; make him believe, thou art Sir Topas woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy the curate; do it quickly : I'll call sir Toby the 40 grandam. Fare thee well. whilst.
llal. Sir Topas, Sir Topas, – Clo. Well
, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble Sir To. My inost exquisite Sir Topas ! myself in't; and I' would I were the first that ever Clo. Nay, I am for all waters. dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough Mar. Thou might'st have done this without thy to become the function well; nor lean enough to 45 beard and gown; he sees thee not. be thought a good student: but to be sairi, an Sir To. To him in thine own voice, and bring bonest man, and a good housekeeper, goes as
Ime word how thou find’st him: I would, we were fairly, as to say, a careful man, and a great scho lall rid of this knavery. It he may be conveniently lar. The competitors enter.
Jdeliver's, I would he were; for I am now so far Enter Sir Toby and Maria..
Solin offence with my niece, that I cannot pursue Sir To. Jove bless thee, master parson.
with any safety this sport to the upshot. Come C.o. Bonos dies, Sir Toby: for as the old hermit by and by to my chamber. [Exit zeith Maria. of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily Clo. Hey Robin, jolly Robin, said to a niece of king Gorboduc, That, that is, is:
Tell me how thy lady does. [Singing. so I, being master parson, ain master parson:55
Mal. Fool, For what is that, but that; and is, but is ?
Clo. My lady is unkind, perdy.
Mal. Pool, I say ; kuave.
160 Clo. She loves another-Who calls, ha? Mal. [Within.) Who calls there?
Mfal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well Clo. Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to visit! at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, : That is, made up.'j.e. bow-windows, or perhaps the windows were darkened with a thick cloth Galled bayes. 'i. c. a regular question.
and paper: as I am a gentleman, I will live to be
Who with dagger of lath, thankful to thee for't.
In his rage and his wrath, Clo. Master Malvolio !
Cries, ah, ha! to the devil: Ajal. Ay, good fool.
Like a mad lad, Clo. Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five 5
Pare thy nails, dad, wits' ?
Adieu, goodman devil. [Erit. : Mal. Fool, there was never man so notoriously
SCENE III. abus'd: I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art. Clo. But as well? then you are mad, indeed, if
Olivia's Garden. you be no better in your wits than a fool. 10
Enter Sebastian Mal. They have here property'd me; keep me Seb. This is the air ; that is the glorious sun; in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do This pearl she gave me, I do feel 't and see't: all they.can to face me out of iny wits.
And though'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister is Yet 'tis not inadness. Where's Antonio then? here.—Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens 15 I could not find him at the Elephant: restore! endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy Yet there he was; and there I found this credit, vain bibble-babble.
l'hat he did range the town to seek me out. Mal. Sir Topas,
His counsel now might do me golden service: Clo. Maintain no words with him, good fellow. For though my soul disputes well with any sense, Who, I, sir? not I, sir. God b’w you, good Sir 20 that this may be some error, but no niadness, Topas.-Marry, amel.-I will, sir, i will. Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune Slal. Fool, iool, fool, I say,
so far exceed all instance', all dscourse, Clo. Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir ? That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, I an shent for speaking to you.
And wrangle with any reason, that persuades me Mal. Good fool, help me to some light, and 25 To any other trust”, but that I am inad, some paper; I tell thee, I am as well in my wits, Or else the lady's mad; yet, if ’twere so, [lowers, as any man in Illyria.
She could not sway her house, command her folClo. Well-a-day,- that you were, sir !
Take, and give back, affairs, and their dispatch, Mal. By this hand, I am. Good tool, someink, With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing, paper, and light, and convey what I set down to 30 As, I perceive, she does ; there's something in't imy lady; it shall advantage thee more than ever That is deceivable. But here the lady comes. the bearing of letter clic.
Enter Olivia and a Priest. Clə. I will help you to 't. But tell nie true, are Oli. Blaine not this haste of mine: If you mean you not mad indeed, or do you but counterfeit? Now go with me, and with this holy man, (well, Mal. Believe mı,
Iain not; I tell thee true. 35 Into the chantry by: there, before him, Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a iad man, 'till 11 And underneath that consecrated roof, see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, Plighit me the full assurance of your faith: and ink.
That my most jealous and too doubtful soul Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in tl e hig'iest degree: May live at peace: He shall conceal it, 1 pr’ythee, be gone.
40 W biles' you are willing it shall come to note ;
What time we will our celebration keep Clo, I am ror, sir,
[Singing. According to my birth.—What do you say? And anon, sir,
Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with you; I'll be ruith you ugain,
And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. In a trice,
15 oli. Then lead the way, good father ; And Like to th: old rice),
heavens so shine, Your need to sustain;
That they may fairly note this act of mine! (Exeunt.
А с т у.
Fub. Any things
Clo. Do not desire to see this letter,
Fub. That is, to give a dog, and, in recom-
Enter Duke, Viola, and Attendants. Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another re Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends? quest.
1601 Clody, sir; we are some of her trappings. That is, your five senses. To shend is to treat roughly. Vice was the fool of the old inorąlities, and was always acted in a mask. * Credit for account, information. Instance, for example, discourse for reuson. i. e. belief. ?i. e, until. i. e, fidelity.
Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, myl (But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, good fellow?
I know not what 'twas, but distraction. Cls. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the Duke. Notable pirate ! thou salt-water thief! worse for my friends.
What foolish boldnessbroughtthee to their mercies, Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy 5 Whom thou, in terms so blɔody, and so dear, friends.
Hast made thine enemies? Clo. No, sir, the worse.
Ant. Orsino, noble sir,
[me; Duke. How can that be?
Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you gave Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate, 255 of me; now my foes tell me plainly, I am an 10 Though I confess, on base and ground enough, ass: so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the know Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither: ledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused: That most ungrateful boy there, by your side, so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four From the rude sea's enrag'd and föaniy mouth negatives make your two aftirmatives, why, then Did I redeem ; a wreck past hope he was: the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes. 15 His life I gave him, and did thereto add Luke. Why, this is excellent.
My love, without retention, or restraint, Clo. By my troth, sir, no: though it please you Ali his in dedication : for bis sake, to be one of my friends.
Did I expose myself, pure for his love, Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me ;) Into the danger of this adverse town; there's gold.
20 Drew to defend him, when he was beset: Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, Where being apprehended, his false cunning, would you could make it another.
(Not meaning to partake with me in danger) Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.
Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this And grew a twenty-years removed thing, (purse, once, and let your flesh and blood obey it. 25 While one would wink; deny'd me mine owa
Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a Which I had recommended to his use double dealer; there's another.
Not half an hour before. Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play l'io. How can this be? and the old saying is, the third pays for all; a Duke. When came he to this town? (before, triplex, sir, is a good tripping measure; or the30 Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind, (No interim, not a minute's vacancy) One, two, three.
Both day and night did we keep company. Duke. You can fool no more money out of me
Enter Olivia and Attendants.. at this throw: if you will let your lady know, I Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven am here to speak with her, and bring her along 35 walks on earth.
[ness; with you, it may awake my bounty further. But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are mad
Cló. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I Three months this youth hath tended upon me; come again. I go, sir; but I would not have But more of that anon.-Take him aside. [have, you to think, that my desire of having is the sin Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not of covetousness: but, as you say, sir, let your 40 Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable bounty take a nap, and I will awake it anon. Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.
[Erit Clown. Vio. Madam? Enter Antonio and Officers.
Duke. Gracious Olivia,
[lord, Vio. Herecomes the man, sir, that did rescue me. Oli. What do you say, Cesario?-Good my
Duke. That face of his I do remember well; 45 Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes me. Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd
Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war:
It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear, A bawbling vessel was he captain of,
As howling after musick.
Duke. Still so cruel ?
Duke. What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady,
i 07. Orsino, this is that Antonio, [Candy; That e'er devotion tender'd; What shall I do? That took the Phenix, and her fraught, from 55 Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall And this is he, that did the Tyger board,
become him. When your young nephew Titus lost his leg: Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it, Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state, Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death, In private brabble did we apprehend him. Kill what I love: a savage jealousy, Vio. Hedid niekindness, sir; drew on my side;100 l'hat sometimes savours nobly? But hear me this:
nii, e. mischievous, destructive. 'i, e. dull. 3 This Egyptian thief was Thyamis, who was a native of Memphis, and at the head of a band of robbers. Theagenes and Chariclea falling into their hands, Thyamis fell desperately in love with the lady, and would have married her. Soon aiter, a stronger búdy of robbers coming down npon Thyamis's party, lie was in such fears for his mistress,