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Subdued me to her rate: she got the ring,
King. Who lent it you ? And I had that, which any inferior might
It was not lent me neither. At market-price have bought.
King. Where did you find it then ?
I must be patient:
I found it not. You, that turn'd' off a first so noble wife,
King. If it were yours by none of all these ways, May justly diet me. I pray you yet,
How could you give it him ? (Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband)
I never gave it him. Send for your ring; I will return it home,
Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord: she And give me mine again:
goes off and on at pleasure. Ber. I have it not.
King. This ring was mine: I gave it his first King. What ring was yours, I pray you ?
Sir, much like
Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for aught I know. The same upon your finger.
King. Take her away: I do not like her now. King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of To prison with her; and away with him.late.
Unless thou tell’st me where thou hadst this ring, Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed.
Thou diest within this hour. King. The story then goes false, -you threw it Dia.
I'll never tell you. him
King. Take her away. Out of a casement.
I'll put in bail, my liege. Dia. I have spoke the truth.
King. I think thee now some common customer. Enter PAROLLES.
Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, it was you. Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.
King. Wherefore hast thou accus'd him all this King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts while ? you.
Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty. Is this the man you speak of?
He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't: Dia.
Ay, my lord.
I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not. King. Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life ! you,
I am either maid, or else this old man's wife. Not fearing the displeasure of your master,
[Pointing to LATEU. (Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off)
King. She does abuse our ears. To prison with By him, and by this woman here, what know you ?
her ! Par. So please your majesty, my master hath been Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail.- [Exit Widow.] an honourable gentleman: tricks he hath had in him, Stay, royal sir : which gentlemen have.
The jeweller that owes the ring, is sent for, King. Come, come; to the purpose. Did he love And he shall surety me. But for this lord, this woman ?
Who hath abus'd me, as he knows himself, Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her; but how? Though yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him. King. How, I pray you ?
He knows himself my bed he hath defil'd, Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves a And at that time he got his wife with child :
Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick: King. How is that ?
So there's my riddle, one that's dead is quick; Par. He loved her, sir, and loved her not.
And now behold the meaning. King. As thou art a knave, and no knave.
Re-enter Widow, with HELENA. What an equivocal companion is this !
Is there no exorcist Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes ? command.
Is 't real, that I see? Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty
No, my good lord :
T is but the shadow of a wife you see;
Both, both! O, pardon! [Kneeling. ? King. But wilt thou not speak all thou knowst? Hel. O! my good lord, when I was like this maid,
Par. Yes, so please your majesty. I did go between I found you wondrous kind. There is your ring; them, as I said; but more than that, he loved her,- And look you, here's your letter : this it says: for, indeed, he was mad for her, and talked of Satan, When from my finger you can get this ring, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what: yet And are by me with child,” &c.--This is done : I was in that credit with them at that time, that I Will you be mine, now you are doubly won ? knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this promising her marriage, and things that would derive clearly,
[Rising: me ill will to speak of: therefore, I will not speak I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. what I know.
Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou Deadly divorce step between me and you !
0! my dear mother, do I see you living ? Say they are married. But thou art too fine
Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon.In thy evidence; therefere, stand aside.-
Good Tom Drum, [To PAROLLES.] lend me a handkerThis ring, you say, was yours ?
chief: so, I thank thee. Wait on me home, I'll make Dia.
Ay, my good lord. sport with thee: let thy courtesies alone, they King. Where did you buy it ? or who gave it scurvy ones.
King. Let us from point to point this story know, Dia. It was not given me, nor I did not buy it. To make the even truth in pleasure flow.
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1 f. 8. have tun'd.
[TO DIANA.] If thou be’st yet a fresh uncropped Of that, and all the progress, more and less, flower,
Resolvedly more leisure shall express: Choose thou thy husband, and I 'll pay. thy dower; All yet seems well; and if it end so meet, For I can guess, that by thy honest aid
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid.
EPILOGUE BY THE KING. The king's a beggar, now the play is done.
With strife to please you, day exceeding day: All is well ended, if this suit be won,
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts; That you express content; which we will pay, Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.
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TWELFTH-NIGHT: OR, WHAT YOU
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. Orsino, Duke of Illyria.
MALVOLIO, Steward to Olivia. SEBASTIAN, Brother to Viola.
Servants to Olivia.
OLIVIA, a rich Countess.
VIOLA, in Love with the Duke. Sir Toby BELCH, Uncle to Olivia.
MARIA, Olivia's Woman. Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.
Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and Attendants.
SCENE, a City in Illyria; and the Sea-coast near it.
CUIESTINE; } Gentlemen attending on the Duke.
To pay this debt of love but to a brother,
How will she love, when the rich golden shaft
These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fillid, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
(Her sweet perfections) with one self king.That strain again ;~-it had a dying fall:
Away, before me to sweet beds of flowers ; 0! it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers. That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Exeunt. Stealing, and giving odour.—Enough! no more:
SCENE II.--The Sea-coast..
[Music ceases. 'T is not so sweet now, as it was before.
Enter VIOLA, Captain, and Sailors. O, spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
Vio. What country, friends, is this ? That, notwithstanding thy capacity
This is Illyria, lady. Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Vio. And what should I do in Illyria ? Of what validity4 and pitch soe'er,
My brother he is in Elysium. But falls into abatement and low price,
Perchance, he is not drown'd:-what think you, sailors ? Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy,
Cap. It is perchance that you yourself were sav'd. That it alone is high-fantastical.
Vio. O, my poor brother! and so, perchance, may Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord ?
he be. Duke.
What, Curio ? Cap. True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance, Cur.
The hart. Assure yourself, after our ship did split, Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have. When you, and those poor number saved with you, O! when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, Methought she purg'd the air of pestilence:
Most provident in peril, bind himself That instant was I turn'd into a hart,
(Courage and hope both teaching him the practice) And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
To a strong mast, that lived upon the sea;
I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves
For saying so there's gold. The element itself, till seven years' heat,
Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, Shall not behold her face at ample view;
Whereto thy speech serves for authority, But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk,
The like of him. Know'st thou this country? And water once a day her chamber round
Cap. Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born, With eye-offending brine : all this, to season
Not three hours' travel from this very place.
A noble duke, in nature Duke. O! she that hath a heart of that fine frame, | As in name.
3 Not in f. e.
4 Value. 5 My thoughts,
1 Musicians attending: in f. e. 2 The old copies read: sound; Pope made the change. like hounds, pursue me to my death." Daniel's Delia," 1592.
Vio What is his name?
Mar. Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these Сар.
ducats: he's a very fool, and a prodigal. Vio. Orsino! I have heard my father name him: Sir To. Fie, that you 'll say so he plays o' the He was a bachelor then.
viol-de-gamboys, and speaks three or four languages Cap. And so is now, or was so very late;
word for word without book, and hath all the good For but a month ago I went from hence,
gifts of nature. And then 't was fresh in murmur, (as, you know, Mar. He hath, indeed,--all most natural; for, besides What great ones do the less will prattle of)
that he's a fool, he's a great quarreller; and, but that That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.
he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he hath Vio. What's she ?
in quarrelling, 't is thought among the prudent he would Cap. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count quickly have the gift of a grave. That died some twelvemonth since; then leaving her Sir To. By this hand, they are scoundrels, and subIn the protection of his son, her brother,
stractors that say so of him. Who are they? Who shortly also died : for whose dear love,
Mar. They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly They say, she hath abjur'd the company,
in your company. And sight? of men.
Sir To. With drinking healths to my niece.
O! that I serv'd that lady, drink to her, as long as there is a passage in my throat, And might not be delivered to the world,
and drink in Illyria. He's a coward, and a coistril, Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,
that will not drink to my niece, till his brains turn o' What my estate is.
the toe like a parish-top. What, wench! Castiliano Сар. .
That were hard to compass, vulgo, for here comes Sir Andrew Ague-face. Because she will admit no kind of suit,
Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK. No, not the duke's.
Sir. And. Sir Toby Belch ! how now, sir Toby Belch ? Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain,
Sir To. Sweet sir Andrew. And though that nature with a beauteous wall
Sir And. Bless you, fair shrew. Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee
Mar. And you too, sir. I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits
Sir To. Accost, sir Andrew, accost. With this thy fair and outward character.
Sir. And. What's that? I pr’ythee, (and I'll pay thee bounteously)
Sir To. My niece's chamber-maid. Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
Sir And. Good mistress Accost, I desirė better acFor such disguise as haply shall become
quaintance The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke :
Mar. My name is Mary, sir. Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him.
Sir And. Good mistress Mary Accost, It may be worth thy pairs; for I can sing,
Sir To. You mistake, knight: accost is front her, And speak to him in many sorts of music,
board her, woo her, assail her. That will allow me very worth his service.
Sir And. By my troth, I would not undertake her in What else may hap to time I will commit;
this company. Is that the meaning of accost ? Only, shape thou thy silence to my wit.
Mar. Fare you well, gentlemen. Cap. Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be: Sir To. An thou let her part so, sir Andrew, would When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see. thou mightst never draw sword again ! Vio.. I thank thee. Lead me on,
Exeunt. Sir And. An you part so, mistress, I would I might
never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you SCENE III.-A Room in Olivia's House.
have fools in hand ? Enter Sir Toby BELCH, and MARIA.
Mar. Sir, I have not you by the hand. Sir To. What a plague means my niece, to take the Sir And.' Marry, but you shall have; and here's my death of her brother thus ? I am sure care's an enemy hand. to life.
Mar. Now, sir, thought is free. I pray you, bring Mar. By my troth, sir Toby, you must come in your hand to the buttery-bar, and let it drink. earlier o’ nights : your cousin, my lady, takes great Sir And. Wherefore, sweet heart ? what's your exceptions to your ill hours.
metaphor ? Sir To. Why, let her except before excepted.
Mar. It's dry,' sir. Mar. Ay, but you must confine yourself within the Sir And. Why, I think so: I am not such an ass, but modest limits of order.
I can keep my hand dry. But what's your jest ? Sir To. Confine ? I'll confine myself no finer than Mar. A dry jest, sir.
These clothes are good enough to drink in, and Sir And. Are you full of them? so be these boots too: 'an they be not, let them hang Mar. Ay, sir; I have them at my fingers' ends: marthemselves in their own straps.
ry, now I let go your hand, I am barren. [Exit MARIA. Mar. That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I Sir To. O knight! thou lack'st a cup of canary. heard my lady talk of it yesterday, and of a foolish When did I see thee so put down? knight, that you brought in one night here to be her Sir And. Never in your life, I think; unless you see
canary put me down. Methinks, sometimes I have no Sir. To. Who? Sir Andrew Ague-cheek ?
more wit than a Christian, or an ordinary man has; Mar. Ay, he.
but I am a great eater of beef, and, I believe, that does Sir To. He's as tall' a man as any 's in Illyria. harm to my wit. Mar. What's that to the purpose ?
Sir To. No question. Sir To. Why, he has three thousand ducats a Sir And. An I thought that, I'd forswear it. I'll year.
ride home to-morrow, sir Toby.
i old eds. : sight, and company. 2 Fine, brave. 3 From kestrel, a mongrel kind of hawk. 4 A large top was formerly kept in parishes
6 This word is not in f. e. 7 This or towns, for the use of the public. • Sir Toby's mistake, says Verplanck, for volto--Put on a grave face. was considered a sign of debility.
Sir To. Pourquoi, my dear knight ?
Thou know'st no less but all : I have unclasp'd Sir And. What is pourquoi ? do or not do? I would To thee the book even of my secret soul; I had bestowed that time in the tongues, that I have Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her: in fencing, dancing, and bear-baiting. O, had I but Be not denied access, stand at her doors, followed the arts !
And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow,
Sure, my noble lord,
As it is spoke, she never will admit me. Sir And. But it becomes me well enough, does 't not? Duke. Be clamorous, and leap all civil bounds,
Sir To. Excellent: it hangs like flax on a distaff, Rather than make unprofited return. and I hope to see a housewife take thee between her Vio. Say I do speak with her, my lord, what then ? legs, and spin it off.
Duke. O! then unfold the passion of my love; Sir And. 'Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith : your niece will not be seen; or, if she be, it's four to It shall become thee well to act my woes; one she'll none of me. The count himself, here hard She will attend it better in thy youth, by, woos her.
Than in a nuncio of more grave aspect. Sir To. She'll none o' the count: she'll not match Vio. I think not so, my lord. above her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I
Dear lad, believe it, have heard her swear it. Tut, there's life in 't, man. For they shall yet belie thy happy years,
Sir And. I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' That say thou art a man : Diana's lip the strangest mind i' the world: I delight in masques Is not more smooth, and rubious; thy small pipe and revels sometimes altogether.
Is as the maiden's organ, shrill, and sound, Sir To. Art thou good at these kick-shaws, knight? And all is semblative a woman's part.
Sir And. As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, I know, thy constellation is right apt
All, if you will, for I myself am best,
And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord
To call his fortunes thine. Sir And. And, I think, I have the back-trick, simply
I'll do my best, as strong as any man in Illyria. [Dances fantastically. To woo your lady: [Aside.] yet, 0,"o barfulstrife !
Sir To. Wherefore are these things hid? wherefore Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife. Esceunt. have these gifts a curtain before them ? are they like
SCENE V.A Room in OLIVIA's House. to take dust, like Mistress Mall's picture? why dost thou not go to church in a galliard, and come home in
Enter MARÍA, and Clown. a coranto 24 My very walk should be a jig: I would Mar. Nay; either tell me where thou hast been, or not so much as make water, but in a sink-a-pace." I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter What dost thou mean? is it a world to hide virtues in? in way of thy excuse. My lady will hang thee for thy I did think, by the excellent constitution of thy leg, it | absence. was formed under the star of a galliard.
Clo. Let her hang me: he that is well hanged in Sir And. Ay, 't is strong, and it does indifferent well this world needs to fear no colours. in a dun-coloured stock. Shall we set about some revels ? Mar. Make that good.
Sir To. What shall we do else ? were we not born Clo. He shall see none to fear. under Taurus ?
Mar. A good lenten answer. I.can tell thee where Sir And. Taurus ? that's sides and heart."
that saying was born, of, I fear no colours. Sir To. No, sir, it is legs and thighs. Let me see Clo. Where, good mistress Mary ? thee caper. [Sir And, dances again.]8 Ha! higher : Mar. In the wars; and that may you be bold to say ha, ha !-excellent !
[Exeunt. in your foolery.
Clo. Well, God give them wisdom, that have it; and SCENE IV-A Room in the Duke's Palace.
those that are fools, let them use their talents. Enter VALENTINE, and Viola in man's attire.
Mar. Yet you will be hanged for being so long abVal. If the duke continue these favours towards you, sent: or, to be turned away, is not that as good as a Cesario, you are like to be much advanced : he hath hanging to you? known you but three days, and already you are no Clo. Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage; stranger.
and for turning away, let summer bear it out. Vio. You either fear his humour or my negligence, Mar. You are resolute, then ? that you call in question the continuance of his love. Clo. Not so neither; but I am resolved on two points.19 Is he inconstant, sir, in his favours ?
Mar. That, if one break, the other will hold; or, if Val. No, believe me.
both break, your gaskins13 fall. Enter DUKE, CURIO, and Attendants.
Clo. Apt, in good faith ; very apt. Well, go thy Vio. I thank you. Here comes the count.
way: if sir Toby would leave drinking, thou wert as Duke. Who saw Cesario, ho ?
witty a piece of Eve's flesh as any in Illyria. Vio. On your attendance, my lord ; here.
Mar. Peace, you rogue, no more o' that. Here Duke. Stand you awhile aloof. [Curio, &c. retire.' comes my lady: make your excuse wisely; you were -Cesario, best.
[Exit. 1 A quick, lively dance.
3 Mary Frith, a great notoriety of the time, who went about in male attire; a wood cut of her may be found prefixed to "The Roaring Girl," in Dodsley's Old Plays, Vol. VI., and in the Pictorial Shakspere. 4 Quick dance for two persons. 5 The name of a dance, the measures whereof are regulated by the number five.--Sir John Hawkins. allusion to the representation of man, and the signs of the zodiac in old almanacs.
2 Not in f. e.
11 Full of bars or impediments.
12 13 Points were strings to hold up the gaskins or hose,
flame-coloured : in f. e. 10 a: in f. e.
8 9 Not in f. 8.