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Vio. And you, sir.
Sir To. I hope, fir, you are, and I am yours.-Will you encounter the house? my niece is desirous
should enter, if your trade be to her.
Vio. I am bound to your 'niece, fir: I mean, she is the • list of my voyage.
Sir To. 'Taste your legs, sir, put them to motion.
Vio. My legs do better understand me, sir, than I understand what you mean by bidding me taste my legs.
Sir To. I mean, to go, sir, to enter.
Vio. I will answer you with gait and entrance : But we are prevented.
Enter Olivia and Maria. Most excellent accomplish'd lady, the heavens rain odours on you !
Sir And. That youth's a rare courtier! Rain odours! well.
Vio. My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your own most 'pregnant and vouchsafed ear.
Sir And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchsafed:-—I'll get 'em all three ready.
Oli. Let the garden door be shut, and leave me 'to my hearing
[Exeunt Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Maria. Give me your hand, fir.
Vio. My duty, madam, and most humble service.
lif]-ultimate end, utmost extent. P Taste your legs,]-use them delicately, trip lightly along. 9 understand me, ) -tand under.“ My ftaff understands me."
Two GENTLEMEN OF VERONA. A& II, Sc. 5. Laur, ' pregnant]-gracious.
• ready.)-by heart. I to my bearing.)--whilft I give this mesinger an audience.
Vio. Cesario is your servant's name, fair princess. .
Oli. My servant, sir! 'Twas never merry world,
Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be yours; Your servant's servant is your servant, madam.
Oli. For him, I think not on him : for his thoughts, 'Would they were blanks, rather than fillid with me!
Vio. Madam, I come to whet your gencle thoughts On his behalf :
Oli. O, by your leave, I pray you ;
Vio. Dear Jady,–
Oli. Give me leave, I beseech you : I did send, After the last "enchantment you did here, A ring in chase of you ; so did I abuse Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you: Under your hard construction must I fit, To force that on you, in a shameful cunning, Which you knew none of yours : What might you think? Have you not set mine honour at the stake, And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your
ceiving Enough is shewn; * a cyprus, not a borom, Hides my poor heart : So let me hear you speak.
Vio. I pity you.
"enchantment you did here, )—you wrought here, the laft enchanting visit you made-(you did hear) W conceiving-quick apprehension. a cyprus,]-a transparent veil.
Oli. That's a degree to love.
Vio. No, not ' a grice ; for 'tis a vulgar proof, That very oft we pity enemies.
Oli. Why then, methinks, 'tis time ? to smile again :
Vio. Then a westward-hoe :
Oli. Stay :
Vio. That you do think, you are not what you are.
be! Vio. Would it be better, madam, than I am, I wish it might; for now I am your fool.
Oli. O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! A murd'rous guilt shews not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon. Cesario, by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, I love thee fo, that, maugre all thy pride, Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide.
Y a grice ;)-a step.
z to smile]-in token of contempt. a westward-boe :)-alluding to a popular play of that title by Decker, written in the year 1605. Þ what you are.-yourself. c maugre]-in spite of.
Do not 'extort thy reasons from this clause,
Vio. By innocence I swear, and by my youth,
Oli. Yet come again ; for thou, perhaps, may'st move That heart, which now abhors, to like his love. [Exeunt.
An Apartment in Olivia's House.
Enter Sir. Toby, Sir Andrew, and Fabian. Sir And. No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer. Sir To. Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason. Fab. You must needs yield your reason, sir Andrew.
Sir And. Marry, I saw your niece do more favours to the count's serving-man, than ever the bestowed upon me; I saw't i'the orchard.
Sir To. Did she see thee the while, old boy; tell me that ?
Sir And. 'Slight! will you make an ass o' me?
Fab. I will prove it legitimate, fir, upon the oaths of judgment and reason.
extort thy reasons from this clauli, &c. )-- from the circumstance of my wooing conclude that you need not.
my master's tears to you deplore.]-give you a plaintive relation of my master's sorrows.
Sir To. And they have been grand jury-men, since before Noah was a sailor.
Fab. She did few favour to the youth in your sight, only to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valour, to put fire in your heart, and brimstone in your liver : You should then have accosted her; and with some ex. cellent jests, fire-new from the mint, you should have bang’d the youth into dumbness. This was look'd for at your hand, and this was baulk'd: the double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now faild into the north of my lady's opinion ;
will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt, either of valour, or policy.
Sir And. And't be any way, it must be with valour; for policy I hate ; I had as lief be a 'Brownist, as a politician.
Sir To. Why then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of valour. Challenge me the count's youth to fight with you; hurt him in eleven places; my niece shall take note of it; and assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man's commendation with woman, chan report of valour.
Fab. There is no way but this, fir Andrew.
Sir To. Go, write it in a martial hand; be curft and brief: it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent, and full of invention : taunt him with the licence of ink: if thou 'thou'f him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, although the Theet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England,
8 curf]-tart. how witty,)--for the wit of it. i thout him]—“I thou thee, thou traytor” said Coke to Sir W. Raleigh, at his trial.