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WHAT YOU WILL.
SCENE I. An apartment in the Duke's palace.
Enter Duke, Curio, Lords; musicians attending.
If music be the food of love, play on
But falls into abatement and low price,
Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord?
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,
That live in hier! when liver, brain, and heart,
spy panden (Ereunt. • Fantastical to the height... Heated.
Enter Viola, Captain, and Sailors.
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?
A noble duke, in nature,
What is his name?
Vio. Orsino! I have heard my father name him :
And so is now,
O, that I served that lady;
Till I had made mine own occasion mellow, rik
Cap. ** That were hard to compass; eras
Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;
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.
A room in Olivia's house.
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, 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