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“ Feb'y 2, 1601, (2.)–At our feast we had a play called. Twelve night, “or What You Will,' much like the comedy of errors, or Menechmi of Plautus, but most like and neere to that in Italian, called Inganni."

We learn from this curious relic, that Shakspeare was supposed to have availed himself of an Italian drama founded on a novel of Bandello. It was the common practice of our great bard to borrow the plots on which he constructed his magnificent productions. But in his hands, these rude materials, like the unhewn block submitted to the chisel of the masterhand of the artist, became, by his skill and magic, instinct with life-like creations, losing almost entirely any traces of their original identity.

This Comedy still retains its place upon the stage, its varied character and poetic beauties rendering it one of the most effective of our poet's comic productions. Its last revival at the Park was peculiarly successful. Who can forget the Viola of Mrs. Kean, that exquisite embodiment of a faultless creation? The Malvolio, too, of Mr. Bass, deserves a place in the remembrance of every lover the acted drama : nor should we omit the rich fooling of Mr. Barrett, in Sir Andrew Ague-Cheek. Poor John Fisher's Sir Toby Belch was among the last of his performances, and, bating the absence of physical weight, it was an inimitable portraiture of the reckless, boisterous old debauchee. Mr. George Andrews completed this admi. rable cast, by giving great effect to the character of the Clown, and Mr. Charles Kean rendered the part of Orsino prominent by his scholar-like appreciation and beautiful delivery of the poetry ; while Olivia has seldom had a more lovely or lady-like representative, than was found in the person of Mra. Abbott

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IWELFTH NIGHT.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-The Sea-coast.

Eller Tma, Roberto, and two Sailors, L. U. E., carrying a

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. That country, friends, is this?
Rel. This is Illyria, lady.
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. And what should I do in Illyria ?
My brother he is in Elysium.
Perchance, he is not drowned :—what think you, sailors?
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. It is pereliance that you yourself were saved. Tit. O may poor brother and so, perchance, may he be. Rob. True, madam ; and, to comfort you with chance, denre yourseli

, after our ship did split, When you, and that poor number saved with you,

s mn our driving boat, I saw your brother, Most provident in peril

, bind himself,
Gamage and love both teaching him the practice,
To a strong mast that lived upon the sea ;
Where

, like Arion on the dolphin's back,
1 saw him hold acquaintance with the waves,
So long as I could see

l'n Minc own escape unfoldeth to my hope,
Whereto tly speech serves for authority,
Toe like of lim. Know'st thou this conntry?

Rub. Ay, madam, well ; for I was bred and born
Not three hours' travel from this very place.

Pin. Who governs here?
Pub. A noble duke, in nature,

As in his name.

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COSTUMES. DUKE ORSINO.-Black velvet and golil jacket, full breeches, and cloak

lined with crimson silk of the Elizabethan lashion, black stockings, gold class, square-toed shoes with crimson rosettes, hat with white feathers,

jewels round neck, white linen cullar round neck. VALENTINE.-Similar dress, but white. ('URIO) AND OTHER LORDS.-Do., bat various colors. SIR TOBY.-Brown cloth coat picked out with black, brass buttons, large

boots, he: vy belt and sword, hat and black feather, and cloak. SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEŁK.--Blue and white dress, with scarlet stock

inys, long flaxen hair. SEBASTIAN.-Deep amber tunie, with short sleeves; white body and pan

talons, trimmed with sky blue and black feathers. ANTONIO.--Dressed as Albanian sea captain. ROBERTG.-Blue doublet and tranky, trimmed with gold lace. FRIAR--Long black gown and hood, beads, sandals and fleshings. MALTOLIO.--White vest striped with black, black stockings and white

shoes, and cloak. CLOWN--As court fool. FABIAX.--Jacket and trunks of green, picked out with black. BIUST AND SECOND) OFFICERS.--Long black gowns, edged with d.).,

white wands, three-cornered hats, OLIVIA.-White satin cloak, black ornaments, demi-train, and black veil. MARIA.---White mu-lin dress, trimmed with black, black velvet jacket,

white stockings, black clouk and shoes, with small velvet cap. VOLA.-Modern Greek ladies' costune. Sccund Dress.--Sarve as Sebas.

tis LADIES' ATTENDANTS.-White muslin dresses, black veils.

EXITS AND ENTRANCES. R. means Right ; L. Left ; R. 1). Right Door"; L. D. Left Door ; S. E.

Second Entrance ; U. E. L'iter Intraut; N. D. Middle Doors

RELATIVE POSITIONS R. means Right; L. Left; C. L'entse ; R.C. Right Centre; L. C. Lift

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TWELFTH

NIGHT.

ACT I.

SCENE 1.- The Sea-coast.

Enter V10LA, ROBERTO, and two Sailors, L. V. E., carrying a

Trunk.

Vio. What country, friends, is this?
Rob. This is Illyria, lady.

Vio. And what should I do in Illyria ?
My brother he is in Elysium.
Perchance, he is not drowned :-wbat think you, sailors ?

Rob. It is perclrance that you yourself were saved.
Tio. O my poor brother ! and so, perchance, may he be.

Rob. True, madam : and, to comfort you with chance,
Assure yourseli, after our ship did split,
When you, and that poor number saved with you,
Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother,
Most provident in peril

, bind himself,
Courage and hope both teaching him the practice,
To a strong mast that lived upon
Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,
I saw him liold acquaintance with the waves,
So long as I could see

Vio Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,
Whereto thy speech serves for authority,
The like of him. Know'st thou this conntry?

Rob. Ay, madam, well ; for I was bred and born
Not three hours' travel from this very place.

Mio. Who governs here?

Rob. I noble duke, in nature, As in his name.

Vio. What is bis name?

the sea ;

Rob. Orsino.

Vio. Orsino !-I have heard my father name him :
He was a bachelor then.

Rob. And so is now,
Or was so very late : for but a month
Ago I went from hence ; and then 'twas fresh
In murmur, as, you know, what great ones do
The less will prattle of, that he did seek
The love of fair Olivia.

Vio. What is she ?

Rob. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count
That died some twelvemonth since ; then leaving her
In the protection of his son, her brother,
Who shortly also died : for whose dear love,
They say, she batlı abjured the company
And sight of men.

Vio. Oh, that I served that lady?
And might not be delivered to the world,
Till I had made mine own occasion mellow
What my estate is !

Rob. That were hard to compass ;
Because she will admit no kind of suit,
No, not the duke's.

Vio. There is a fair behavior in thee, captain,
And, I believe, thou hast a mind that suits
With this thy fair and outward character.
I pray thee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
Conceal me what I am ; and be my aid
For such disguise as, haply, shall become
The form of my intent, I'll serve this duke ;
Thou shalt present me as a page unto him,
Of gentle breeding, and my name Cesario :-
That trunk, the reliques of my sea-drowned brother,
Will furnish mau's apparel to my need :-
It may be worth thy pains ; for I can sing,
And speak to him in many sorts of music,
That will allow me very worth his service.
What else may hap, to time I will commit;
Only shape thiou thy silence to my wit.

Rob. Be yon his page, and I your mute will be ;
When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see !
Vio. I thank thee :-Lead me on.

[Exeunt, B. SCENE H.-A Room in the Duke Orsino's Palace. The Duke seated, attended by Curio and Gentlemen, discov

ered.-Music.

Duke. If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.

[Music.
That strain again ;—it had a dying fall :
Oh, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,

[Music. Stealing, and giving odors.-Enough ; no more ;

[Rises. 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before,

Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord ?
Duke.

What, Curio ?
Cur. The hart.

Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have :
Oh, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence ;
That instant was I turned into a bart;
And my desires, like fell and cruel lounds,
E'er since pursue me.

Enter VALENTINE, L.
How now ? what news from my Olivia ?--speak

Val. So please iny lord, I might not be admitted
But from her handmaid do retnrn this answer :
The element itself, till seven years' heat,
Shall not behold her face at ample view ;
But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk,
And water once a day her chamber round
With eye-offending brine : all this, to season
A brother's dead lore, which she would keep fresh,
And lasting, in her sad remembrance.

Dukc. Oh, she that hath a heart of that fine frame,
To pay this debt of love but to a brother,
How will she love, when the rich golden shaft
Hath killed the flock of all affections else
That live in her!
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers ;
Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers.

(Exeunt, R.

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