As great as that thou fear'st.-0, welcome,

father!

Re-enter Attendant and Priest.

Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll be dressed together.

Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxcomb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull? Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to.

Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,
Here to unfold (though lately we intended
To keep in darkness, what occasion now?
Reveals before 'tis ripe,) what thou dost know,[Exeunt Clown, Sir ToBY, and Sir ANDREW.
Enter SEBASTIAN.

Hath newly past between this youth and me
Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love,
Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands,!
Attested by the holy close of lips, [rings;
Strengthen'd by interchangement of your
And all the ceremony of this compact-
Seal'd in my function, by my testimony:
Since when, my watch hath told me, toward
I have travell'd but two hours. [my grave;
Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt
thou be,

When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case* ?
Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow,
That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow?
Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet,//
Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.
Vio. My lord, I do protest,-
O, do not swear
Hold little faith,though thou hast too much fear.
Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK, with his
head broke.

Oli.

Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon;
send one presently to sir Toby.
Oli. What's the matter?

Sir And. He has broke my head across,
and has given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb
too for the love of God, your help: I had
rather than forty pound, I were at home.
Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew?
Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Ce
sario: we took him for a coward, but he's
the very devil incardinate.

Duke. My gentleman, Cesario! Sir And. Od's lifelings, here he is :-You broke my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do't by sir Toby. Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt [you: You drew your sword upon me, without cause; But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not. Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody cox comb.

Enter Sir TOBY BELCH, drunk, led by the

Clown.

Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear
more: but if he had not been in drink, he would
have tickled you othergatest than he did.
Duke. How now, gentleman? how is't with

you?

Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and there's the end on't. Sot, did'st see Dick surgeon, sot?

his

Clo. O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone;

eyes were set at eight i'the morning. Ser To. Then he's a rogue. After a passymeasure, or a pavin‡, I hate a drunken rogue. Oli, Away with him: .Who hath made this havock with them?

Skin. Otherways.

Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your
kinsmängi

But, had it been the brother of my blood,
I must have done no less, with wit, and safety.
You throw a strange regard upon me, and
By that I do perceive it hath offended you;
Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows
We made each other but so late ago. [persons;
Duke. One face,one voice, one habit, and two
A natural, perspective, that is, and is not.*H
Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio!
How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me,
Since I have lost thee.

Ant. Sebastian are you?

Sebab akupe Fear'st thou that, Antonio?
Ant. How have you made division of your
An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin [self?
Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
Oli. Most wonderful!.
[brother:

Sel Do I stand there? I never had a
Of here and every where. I had a sister,^..
Nor can there be that deity in my nature, '
Whom the blind waves and surges have
devour'd: » Stalga

Of charity $,what kin are you to me?[ToVIOLA
What countryman? what name? what pa

bftarentage?by Hourerfor

Vio. Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father;
So went he suited to his watery tomb:
Such a Sebastian was my brother too,
If spirits can assume both form and suit
You come to fright us.

Seb.

But am in that dimension grossly clad,
A spirit I am, indeed;
Which from the womb I did participate.
I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,
Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,
And say-Thrice welcome, drowned Viola!
Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.
Seb. And so had mine.
Vio. And died that day when Viola from her
Had number'd thirteen years.

[birth

Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul !
He finished, indeed, his mortal act,
That day that made my sister thirteen years."

Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both,
But this my masculine usurp'd attire,
Do not embrace me, till each circumstance
Of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump,
That I am Viola: which to confirm,
I'll bring you to a captain in this town, [help
Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle
I was preserv'd, to serve this noble count:
All the occurrence of my fortune since
Hath been between this lady, and this lord.
Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been
mistook:
{TO OLIVIA.
But nature to her bias drew in that.
Lapt

Serious dances. Out of charity tell me.

67. || Hinders.

One day shall crown the alliance on't, so
please you,

Here at my house, and at my proper cost.
Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace

your offer [your service done him,
Your master quits you; [To VIOLA.] and, for
So much against the mettler of your sex,
So far beneath your soft and tender breeding,
And since you call'd me master for so long,
Here is my hand; you shall from this time be
Your master's mistress.
Oli.
A sister?-yon are she.
Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO.
Duke. Is this the madman?! N
Oli.

You would have been contracted to a maid;
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd,"
You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.
Duke. Be not amaz'd; right noble is his
If this be so,asyet the glass seems true,[blood.-
I shall have share in this most happy wreck:
Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times,
[TO VIOLA.
Thon never should'st love woman like to me.
Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear;
And all those swearings keep as true in soul,
As doth that orbed continent the fire
That severs day from night.
:Duke.
Give me thy hand;
And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds.
Kio. The captain, that did bring me first on
shore,
[action,
Hath my maid's garments: he, upon some
Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit,
Have I, Malvolio? no.
A gentleman, and follower of my lady's.
I Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that
Ŏli. 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 say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
Re-enter Clown, with a letter.
A most extracting frenzy of mine own
From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.
How does he, sirrah? "I'

Clo Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do he has here writ a letter to you, 1 should have given it you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they are delivered.

Oli. Open it, and read it.

Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool delivers the madman:-By the lord, madam

Oli. How now! art thou mad?

Clo: No, madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow voa*.

Oli. Pr'ythee, read i'thy right wits. Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits, is to read thus: therefore perpend +, my princess, and give ear.

Oli. Read it you, sirrah. [TO FABIAN. Fab. [reads.] By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, und the world shall know it: though you have put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not but to do myself much right,or you much shame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a litt e unthought of, and speak out of my injury. The madly-used Malvolio. Oli. Did he write this? Clo. Ay, madam.

Duke. This savours not much of distraction. Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither. [Exit FABIAN. My lord, so please you, these things further To think me as well a sister as awife,[thought on, + Attend.

• Voice.

How now, Malvolio?

Ay, my lord, this same :

Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Notorious wrong.

Oli.

"

Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention:
You can say none of this: Well, grant it then,
And tell me, in the modesty of honour, [favour;
Why you have given me such clear lights of
Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd to
To put on yellow stockings, and to frown [you,
Upon sir Toby, and the lighters people;
And, acting this in an obedient hope,
Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd,
Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest,
And made the most notorious geck, and gull,
That e'er invention play'd on? tell me why.

Ol. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
Though, I confess, much like the character:
But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand.
And now I do bethink me, it was she [smiling,
First told me, thou wast mad; then cam'st in
And in such forms which here were pre-
suppos'd

Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content:
This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon
thee;
[of it,
But, when we know the grounds and authors
Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge
Of thine own cause.

Fab.

Good madam, hear me speak;
And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come,
Taint the condition of this present hour, [not,
Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall
Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby,
Set this device against Malvolio here,
Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts
We had conceiv'd against him: Maria writ
The letter, at sir Toby's great importance ¶;
In recompense whereof, he hath married her.
How with a sportful malice it was follow'd,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;
If that the injuries be justly weigh'd,
That have on both sides past.

[thee!

Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled ** -Clo. Why, Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one, sir, in this § Inferior. Fool.

1 Frame and constitution.
¶. Importunacy. ** Cheated.

B

Shall serve.

This play is in the graver part elegant and easy, and in some of the lighter scenes exquisitely humorous. Ague-cheek is drawn with great propriety, but his character is, in a great measure, that of natural fatuity, and is therefore not the proper prey of a satirist. The soliloquy of Malvolio is truly comic; he is betrayed to ridicule merely by his pride. The marriage of Olivia, and the succeeding perplexity, though well enough contrived to divert on the stage, wants credibility, and fails to produce the proper instruction required in the drama, as it exhibits no just picture of life.-JOHNSON,

VARRIUS, a gentleman, servant to the duke. MARIANA, betrothed to Angelo.

JULIET, beloved by Claudio.
FRANCISCA, a nun.

MISTRESS OVER-DONE, a bawd.

Lords, Gentlemen, Guards, Officers, and other Attendants.

Scene,-Vienna.

ACT I.

Endowments.
For high purposes.

1

Ang.
Yet, give leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way.
Duke. My haste may not admit it;
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do
With any scruple: your scope is as mine
So to enforce, or qualify the laws, [own;
As to your soul seems good. Give me your
I'll privily away: I love the people, [hand;
But do not like to stage me to their eyes:
Though it do well, I do not relish well
Their loud applause, and avest vehement;
Nor do I think the man of safe discretion,
That does affect it. Once more, fare you well.
Ang. The heavens give safety to your
purposes!

[happiness.

1 Gent. And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet; thou art a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pil'd, as thou art pil'd, for a French velvet ||. Do I speak feelingly now?

Lucio. I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own confession, learn to begin thy health; but, whilst I live, forget to drink

after thee.

1 Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong; have I not?

2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast; whether thou art tainted, or free.

Lucio. Behold, behold, where madam Mi

Escal. Lead forth, and bring you back in Duke. I thank you: Fare you well. [Exit.tigation comes! I have purchased as many Escal. I shall desire you, sir, to give me diseases under her roof, as come toleave 2 Gent. To what, I pray?

[me
To have free speech with you; and it concerns
To look into the bottom of my place: [nature
A power I have; but of what strength and
am not yet instructed.
[together,
Ang. 'Tis so with me:-Let us withdraw
And we may soon our satisfaction have
Touching that point.
Escal

I'll wait upon your honour.
[Exeunt.

SCENE II. A Street.
Enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen.
Lucio. If the duke, with the other dukes,
come not to composition with the king of
Hungary, why, then all the dukes fall upon
the king.

1 Gent. Heaven grant us its peace, but not the king of Hungary's!

2 Gent. Amen.

1 Gent. Judge.

2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a-year. 1 Gent. Ay, and more.

Lucio. A French crown ¶ more.

1 Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me; but thou art full of error; I am sound. Lucio. Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so sound, as things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow; impiety has made a feast of thee. Enter Bawd.

1 Gent. How now? Which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?

Buwd. Well, well; there's one yonder ar. rested, and carried to prison, was worth five thousand of you all.

1 Gent. Who's that, I pray thee?
Bawd. Marry, sir, that's Claudio, signior

Lucio. Thou concludest like the sanctimo-Claudio. nious pirate, that went to sea with the ten commandments, but scraped one out of the

table.

2 Gent. Thou shalt not steal? Lucio. Ay, that he razed.

1 Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and all the rest from their functions; they put forth to steal: There's not a soldier of us all, that, in the thanksgiving before meat, doth relish the petition well that prays for peace.

2Gent. I never heard any soldier dislike it, Lucio. I believe thee; for, I think, thou never wast where grace was said.

1 Gent. Claudio to prison! 'tis not so. Bawd. Nay, but I know, 'tis so: I saw him arrested; saw him carried away; and, which is more, within these three days his head's to be chopped off.

Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so: Art thou sure of this? Bawd. I am too sure of it and it is for getting madam Julietta with child.

Lucio. Believe me, this may be he promised to meet me two hours since; and he was ever precise in promise-keeping.

2 Gent. Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose.

1 Gent. But most of all, agreeing with the

2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least. 1 Gent. What? in metre? Lucio. In any proportion ‡, or in any proclamation language.

1 Gent. I think, or in any religion. Lucio. Ay! why not? Grace is grace, despite of all controversy: As for example; Thou thyself art a wicked villain, despite of all grace.

Gent. Well, there went but a pair of sheers between us.

Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet: Thou art the list.

Lucio. Away; let's go learn the truth of it.
[Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen.
Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with
the sweat **, what with the gallows, and what
with poverty, I am custom-shrunk.
now? what's the news with you?
Enter Clown.

Clo. Yonder man is carried to prison.
Bawd. Well; what has he done?
Clo. A woman."

Nİ Measure.

A jest on the loss of hair by the French disease.
**The sweating sickness.

How

A cut of the same cloth.
Corona Veneris.

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