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SCENE I.— The Street before Olivia's House.

Enter ANTONIO, and Officers.
Enter Clown, and Fabian.

Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me. Fab. Now, as thou lov'st me, let me see his letter. Duke. That face of his I do remember well;

Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another | Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmeard, request.

As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war. Fab. Any thing.

A bawbling vessel was he captain of, Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.

For shallow draught and bulk unprizable, Fab. This is, to give a dog, and in recompense

With which such scathful grapple did he make desire my dog again.

With the most noble bottom of our fleet,

That very envy, and the tongue of loss, Enter DUKE, Viola, and Attendants.

Cried fame and honour on him.- What's the Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends ?

matter? Clo. Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings. 1 Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio,

Duke. I know thee well: how dost thou, my good | That took the Phænix, and her fraught, from Candy; fellow?

And this is he, that did the Tiger board, Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the When your young nephew Titus lost his leg. worse for my friends.

Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state, Duke. Just the contrary; the better forthy friends. In private brabble did we apprehend him. Clo. No, sir, the worse.

Vio. He did me kindness, sir, drew on my side, Duke. How can that be?

But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me; Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass I know not what 'twas, but distraction. of me: now, my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; Duke. Notable pirate, thou salt-water thief, so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies, myself, and by my friends I am abused; so that, Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives Hast made thine enemies ? make your two affirmatives, why then, the worse Ant.

Orsino, noble sir, for my friends, and the better for my foes.

Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you give me: Duke. Why, this is excellent.

Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate, Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, to be one of my friends.

Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither: Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me: That most ingrateful boy there, by your side, there's gold.

From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I Did I redeem: a wreck past hope he was. would you could make it another.

His life I gave him, and did thereto add Duke. O! you give me ill counsel.

My love, without retention, or restraint, Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this All his in dedication : for his sake, once, and let your fesh and blood obey it.

Did I expose myself, pure for his love, Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a Into the danger of this adverse town; double dealer: there's another.

Drew to defend him, when he was beset: Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and Where being apprehended, his false cunning the old saying is, the third pays for all: the tripler, (Not meaning to partake with me in danger) sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of St. Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, Bennet, sir, may put you in mind-One, two, three. And grew a twenty-years-removed thing,

Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at While one would wink; denied me mine own purse, this throw: if you will let your lady know, I am | Which I had recommended to his use here to speak with her, and bring her along with || Not half an hour before. you, it may awake my bounty further.


How can this be? Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come Duke. When came he to this town? again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think, Ant. To-day, my lord ; and for three months that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness; before, but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I No interim, not a minute's vacancy, will awake it anon. [Erit Clown. Both day and night did we keep company.


[Exit an Attendant


Enter Olivia, and Attendants.

Vio. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, Duke. Here comes the countess : now heaven

To do you rest a thousand deaths would die. walks on earth!


Oli. Where But for thee, fellow; fellow, thy words are madness :


Cesario? Three months this youth hath tended upon me;


After him I love, But more of that anon. -Take him aside.

More than I love these eyes, more than my life, Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not

More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife. have,

If I do feign, you witnesses above Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ? —

Punish my life for tainting of my love! Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.

Oli. Ah me! detested ? how am I beguild! Vio. Madam?

Vio. Who does beguile you? who does do you Duke. Gracious Olivia,

wrong? Oli. What do you say, Cesario ?-Good my

Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long !lord, —

Call forth the holy father? Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes me.


Come away. (To VIOLA. Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord,

Oli. Whither, my lord ?—Cesario, husband, stay. It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear,

Duke. Husband ?

Oli. As howling after music.

Ay, husband: can be that deny ? Duke. Still so cruel ?

Duke. Her husband, sirrah? Oli. Still so constant, lord.


No, my lord, not I. Duke. What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady,

Oli. Alas! it is the baseness of thy fear, To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars

That makes thee strangle thy propriety. My soul the faithfull'st offerings hath breath'd out,

Fear not, Cesario: take thy fortunes up; That e'er devotion tender'd. What shall I do?

Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall As great as that thou fear'st.—O, welcome, father!

become him. Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it,

Re-enter Attendant, with the Priesi. Like to the Egyptian thief at point of death, Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence, Kill what I love ? a savage jealousy,

Here to unfold (though lately we intended That sometime savours nobly.-But hear me this : To keep in darkness, what occasion now Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, Reveals before 'tis ripe) what thou dost know, And that I partly know the instrument

Hath newly past between this youth and me. That screws me from my true place in your favour, Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love, Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still;

Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, But this your minion, whom, I know, you love, Attested by the holy close of lips, And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly, Strengthen'd by interchangement of your rings ; Him will I tear out of that cruel eye,

And all the ceremony of this compact Where he sits crowned in his master's spite. Seal'd in my function, by my testimony: Come boy, with me: my thoughts are ripe in Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my mischief:

grave I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love,

I have travelled but two hours. To spite a raven's heart within a dove. (Going. Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be,

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O! do not swear :

Sir To. That's all one: he has hurt me, and Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear. there's the end on't.—Sot, did'st see Dick surgeon,

sot? Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK, with his head

Clo. O! he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone : broken.

his eyes were set at eight i' the morning. Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon! send Sir To. Then he's a rogue, and a passy-measures one presently to sir Toby.

pavin. I hate a drunken rogue. Oli. What's the matter?

Oli. Away with him! Who hath made this havoc Sir And. He has broke my head across, and has with them? given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too. For the love Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll be of God, your help! I had rather than forty pound I dressed together. were at home.

Sir To. Will you help? An ass-head, and a coxOli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ?

comb, and a knave! a thin-faced knave, a gull! Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Cesario. Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to. We took him for a coward, but he's the very devil [Ereunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir Andrew. incardinate.

Enter SEBASTIAN. Duke. My gentleman, Cesario ? Sir And. Od's lifelings! here he is.—You broke Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsmy head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set

man; on to do’t by sir Toby.

But had it been the brother of my blood, Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: I must have done no less with wit and safety. You drew your sword upon me, without cause ; You throw a strange regard upon me, and by that But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.

I do perceive it hath offended you: Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows have hurt me: I think you set nothing by a bloody We made each other but so late ago. coxcomb.

Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two

persons; Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Clown.

A natural perspective, that is, and is not ! Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear more: Seb. Antonio ! O, my dear Antonio! but if he had not been in drink, he would have How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me, tickled you othergates than he did.

Since I have lost thee! Duke. How now, gentleman! how is't with you? Ant. Sebastian are you?


Fear'st thou that, Antonio ? Boy,–[TVIOLA.]—thou hast said to me a thouAnt. How have you made division of yourself!

sand times, An apple cleft in two is not more twin

Thou never should'st love woman like to me. Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian ? Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear, Oli. Most wonderful !

And all those swearings keep as true in soul, Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother; As doth that orbed continent, the fire Nor can there he that deity in my nature,

That severs day from night. Of here and every where. I had a sister,


Give me thy hand; Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd. And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds. [T, VIOLA.]–Of charity, what kin are you to me? Vio. The captain, that did bring me first on shore. What countryman? what name? what parentage ? Hath my maid's garments : he, upon some action.

Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father; Is now in durance at Malvolio's suit, Such a Sebastian was my brother too,

A gentleman, and follower of my lady's. So went he suited to his watery tomb.

Oli. He shall enlarge him. — Fetch Malvol If spirits can assume both form and suit,

hither:You come to fright us.

And yet, alas, now I remember me, Seb.

A spirit I am indeed; They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract. But am in that dimension grossly clad,

A most extracting frenzy of mine own Which from the womb I did participate.

From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,

Re-enter Clown, with a letter.
And say—thrice welcome, drowned Viola!

How does he, sirrah?
Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.
Seb. And so had mine..

Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the

stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do. Vio. And died that day, when Viola from her birth

He has here writ a letter to you: I should have Had number'd thirteen years.

given it you to-day morning; but as a madman's Seb. 0! that record is lively in my soul.

epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much whes He finished, indeed, his mortal act

they are delivered. That day that made my sister thirteen years.

Oli. Open it, and read it.

Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fol Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both, But this my masculine usurp'd attire,

delivers the madman :-[Reads.]—“By the Lord.

madam,"'Do not embrace me, till each circumstance

Oli. How now! art thou mad ?
Of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump,
That I am Viola: which to confirm,

Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an your I'll bring you to a captain in this town,

ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must Where lie my maiden weeds : by whose gentle help

allow vor.

Oli. Pr’ythee, read i' thy right wits.
I was preserv'd to serve this noble count.
All the occurrence of my fortune since

Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits

. Hath been between this lady, and this lord.

is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, an!

give ear. Seb. So comes it, lady,-[To Olivia.]-you have been mistook ;

Oli. Read it you, sirrah. But nature to her bias drew in that.

Fab. [Reads.] “By the Lord, madam, you You would have been contracted to a maid,

wrong me, and the world shall know it: though you Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv’d: have put me into darkness, and given your drunken You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.

cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my Duke. Be not amaz'd; right noble is his blood. senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own If this be so, as yet the glass seems true,

letter that induced me to the semblance I put op: I shall have share in this most happy wreck. with the which I doubt not but to do myself much

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right, or you much shame. Think of me as you Fab.

Good madam, hear me speak; please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, speak out of my injury.

Taint the condition of this present hour, “ The madly-used Malvolio."

Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not,

Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby, Oli. Did he write this?

Set this device against Malvolio here, Clo. Ay, madam.

Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts Duke. This savours not much of distraction. We had conceiv'd against him. Maria writ Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian: bring him hither. The letter at Sir Toby's great importance ;

(Exit Fabian. In recompense whereof, he hath married her. My lord, so please you, these things further thought How with a sportful malice it was follow'd, on,

May rather pluck on laughter than revenge,
To think me as well a sister as a wife,

If that the injuries be justly weigh’d,
One day shall crown the alliance on’t, so please you, That have on both sides past.
Here at my house, and at my proper cost.

Oli. Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee! Duke. Madam, I am most apt t' embrace your Clo. Why, "some are born great, some achieve offer.-

greatness, and soine have greatness thrown upon [To Viola.] Your master quits you; and, for your them.” I was one, sir, in this interlude ; one sir service done him,

Topas, sir ; but that's all one.—"By the Lord, fool, So much against the mettle of your sex,

I am not mad;"—But do you remember? “Madam, So far beneath your soft and tender breeding, why laugh you at such a barren rascal ? an you And since you call’d me master for so long, smile not, he's gagg'd :" And thus the whirligig of Here is my hand : you shall from this time be time brings in bis revenges. Your master's mistress.

Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. Oli. A sister :—you are she.


Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus'd. Re-enter Fabian, with Malvolio.

Duke. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace. Duke. Is this the madman ?

He hath not told us of the captain yet; Oli.

Ay, my lord, this same. When that is known and golden time convents, How now, Malvolio?

A solemn combination shall be made Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Of our dear souls :—mean time, sweet sister, Notorious wrong

We will not part from hence.—Cesario, come; Oli. Have I, Malvolio? no.

For so you shall be, while you are a man, Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that But when in other habits you are seen, letter:

Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. [Ereunt. You must not now deny it is your hand, Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase; Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention : You can say none of this. Well

, grant it then,

When that I was and a little tiny boy,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, And tell me, in the modesty of honour,

A foolish thing was but a toy,
Why you have given me such clear lights of favour,

For the rain it raineth every day.
Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd to you,
To put on yellow stockings, and to frown

But when I came to man's estate,
Upon sir Toby, and the lighter people ?

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, And, acting this in an obedient hope,

'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gale, Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd,

For the rain it raineth every day.
Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest,
And made the most notorious geck, and gull,

But when I came, alas! to wive,
That e'er invention play'd on? tell me why.

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, Oli. Alas! Malvolio, this is not my writing,

By swaggering could I never thrive, Though, I confess, much like the character;

For the rain it raineth every day. But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand :

But when I came unto my bed, And now I do bethink me, it was she

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, First told me thou wast mad; then cam’st in smiling,

With toss-pots still had drunken head,
And in such forms which here were presuppos'd

For the rain it raineth every day.
Upon thee in the letter. Pr’ythee, be content:
This practice hath most shrewdly pass’d upon thee; A great while ago the world begun,
But when we know the grounds and authors of it, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge

But that's all one, our play is done,
Of thine own cause.

And we'll strive to please you every day.


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