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TWELFTH-NIGHT;,

OR,

WHAT YOU WILL.

ACT І.

SCENE I. An apartment in the Duke's palace.

Enter Duke, Curio, Lords; musicians attending.

Duke.

If music be the food of love, play on
Give me excess of it; that, surfeiring, : fati
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again ;- it had a dying fall :
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
That breathes upon a bank of violets, Best
Stealing, and giving odour-Enough; no more;
Tis not so sweet now, as it was before.
O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou !
That notwithstanding thy capacity that they love donna
Receiveth as the sea, vought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soever, Selma

.Value.

But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy,
That it alone is high-fantastical*.

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

What, Curio?
Cur. ole mitte

The hart. Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have: 0, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought, she purg'd the air of pestiler That instant was I turn'd into a hart; And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, E'er since pursue me.-How now? what news from her?

Enter Valentine Val. Soplease my lord, I might not be admitted. But fronı ber handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years heatt, Shall not behold her face at ample view; offrono But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk, And water once a day her chamber round, be the With eye-offending brine: all this, to season A brother's dead love, which she would k And lasting, in her sad remembrance. Beterd. and. .

Duke, 0, 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 tefies
wa Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else

That live in hier! when liver, brain, and heart,
These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fillid
(Her sweet perfections), with one self king!-
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers;
Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers.

spy panden (Ereunt. • Fantastical to the height... Heated.

Hombbelt

SCENE II.

The seu-coast.

Enter Viola, Captain, and Sailors.
Vio. What country, friends, is this?
Cap.

Illyria, lady.
Vio. And what should I do in Illyria?
My brother he is in Elysium.

X Perchance, he is not drown'd:-What think you,

sailors? Cap. It is perchance, that you yourself were

saved. Vio. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, may

he be. Cap. True, madam: and, to comfort you with

chance, Assure yourself, after our ship did split, When yon, and that poor qumber 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 the sea; Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back, I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves, So long as I could see. D

, . Vio.

· For saying so, there's gold: Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, Whereto thy speech serves for authority, The like of him. Know'st thou this country?

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

Vio. Who goverus here?
Cap.

A noble duke, in nature,
As in his name.
Vio.

What is his name?
Cap.

Orsino.

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

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's she?
Cap. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count
That died some twelvemonth since; then leaving
- her

del olors
In the protection of his son, her brother,
Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,
They say, she hath abjur'd the company
And sight of men. glating
Vio.

O, that I served that lady;
And might not be delivered to the world, inden

Till I had made mine own occasion mellow, rik
SERWhat my estate is. Galega

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

Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;
And though that nature with a beauteous wall Audio
Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee 1
I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits
With this thy fair and outward character.
I pray thee, and I'll pay thee bounteo usly, ?
Conceal me what I am; and be my aid birch te bieden
For such disguise as, haply, shall become
The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke;
Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him, .
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 thou thy silence to my wit.

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Scene III. WHAT YOU WILL.

251 Cap. Be you bis eunuch, and your mute I'll be: When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see! Vio. I thank thee: lead me on.

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SCENE III.

A room in Olivia's house.

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Enter Sir Toby Belch, and Maria. Sir To. What a "plague means my niece, to take the death of her brother thus? I am sure, care's an enemy to life.

Mur. By troth, Sir Toby, you must come in ear. lier o’nights; your cousin, my lady, takes great ex. ceptions to your ill hours.

M Sir To. Why, let her except before excepted.

Mar. Ay, but you must confine yourself within the modest limits of order.

To. Confine? I'll confine myself no finer than I am: these clothes are good enough to drink in, and so be these boots too; an they be not, let them hang themselves in their own straps. Stehena.

Mar. That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I heard my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a fool. ish knight, that you brought in one night here, to be her wooer.

Sir To. Who? Sir Andrew Ague-cheek?
Mar. Ay, he.
Sir To. He's as tall* a man as any's in Illyria.
Mar. What's that to the purpose? & C
Sir To. Why, he has three thousand ducats a-year.

Mar. Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats; he's a very fool, and a prodigal. *

Sir To. Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o'the viol-de-gambo, and speaks three or four languages

• Stout.

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