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Dever man thus abused : I am no tore mad than you Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. are ; make the trial of it in any constant question. Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see his
Cle. What is the opinion of Pythagoras, concerning brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink. wild-fowl?
Mal, Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree: Mal. That the soul of our grandam might haply in I prythee, be gone. habit a bird.
Clo. I am gone, sir,
(Singing: Clo. What thinkest thou of his opinion ?
And anon, sir, Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve
I'll be with you again, kis opinion.
In a trire, Cle. Fare thee well : Remain thou still in darkness:
Like to the old vice, thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras, ere I will
Your need to sustain; allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a woodcock, lest
Who with dagger of lath, thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee
In his rage and his wrath, well.
Cries, ah, ha! to the devil: Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas,
Like a mad lad, Sir T. My most exquisite sir Topas !
Pare thy nails, dad, Clo. Xay, I am for all waters.
Adieu, goodman drivela
[Exit: Mar. Thou might'st have done this without thy beard, and gown; he sees thee not.
SCENE III.-Olivia's Garden. Enter Sebastian. Sir T. To him in thine own voice, and bring me Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; Ford how thou findest him: I would, we were well rid This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see't: of this knarery. If he may be conveniently deliver- | And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, ed, I would he were ; for I am now so far in offence Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then ? with my niece, that I cannot pursue with any safety I could not find him at the Elephant: this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my cham Yet there he was; and there I found this credit;
[Exeunt Sir Toby and Maria. That he did range the town to seek me out. Cla. Hey Robin, joily Robin,
His counsel now might do me golden service: Tell me how thy lady does. [Singing. For though my soul disputes well with my sense, Md. Fool,
That this may be some error, but no madness, Çie. My lady is unkind, perdy.
Yet doth this aceident and flood of fortune Mel. Fool,
So far exceed all instance, all discourse, Cle. Alas, rhy is she so?
That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, Mal. Fool, I say ;
And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me lla. She loves another-Who calls, ha ?
To any other trust, but that I am mad, Mal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so, band, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and paper;. She could not sway her house, command her followers, as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee | Take, and give back, affairs, and their despatch, fur't.
With such a smooth, discrvet, and stable bearing, Clo, Master Malvolio!
As, I perceive, she does: there's something in't, Mal. Ay, good fool.
That is deceivable. But here comes the lady. Cis. Alas, sir, how fell you beside your five wits?
Enter Olivia and a Priest. Mal. Fool, there was never man so notoriously abus
Oli. Blame not this baste of unine: If you mean well, ed: I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art.
Now go with me, and with this holy man, Cle. But as well? then you are mad, indeed, if you
Into the chantry by: there, before him, be no better in your wits than a fool.
And underneath that conseerated roof, Mal. They have here propertied me; keep me in Plight me the full assurance of your faith ; darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do all they | That my most jealous and too doubtful soul can to face me out of my wits.
May live at peace: He shall conceal it, Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister is here.
Whiles you are willing it shall come to note ; - Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore !
What time we will our celebration keep endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain bibble
According to my birth.-What do you say? labhle.
Seb. I'll follow thuis good man, and go with you ; Mal. Sir Topas,
And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. Cla. Maintain no words with him, good fellow. Oli. Then lead the way, good father ;
-And heavWho L sir ? not I, sir. God b'wi'you, good sir Topas.
ens so shine, - Marry, amen.I will, sir, I will.
That they may fairly note this act of mine ! [Exeunt. Mal. Fool, fool, fool, I say,
Clo, Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir? I am stent for speaking to you.
ACT V. Mal. Good fool, belp me to some light, and some paper; I tell thee, I am as well in my wits, as any man SCENE I.-Tke Street brfore Olivia's House. Enter in Illyria.
Cloron and Fabian. Cle. Wella-day;-that you were, sir!
inhian. Mal. By this hand, I am: Good fool, some ink, pa
NOW, as thou loveat me, let me see his letter. pet, and light, and convey what I will set down to my
Clo, Good master Fabian, grant me another request. laty ; it shall arivantage thee more than ever the bear'
Fab. Any thing. ing of letter did.
Cl9. Do not desire to see this letter cle. I will help you toʻt. But tell me true, are you Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in r-compense, deDied indeed? or do you buc counterfeit?
sire my dog again.
Enter Duke, Viola, and Attendants.
Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither: Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends ? That most ingrateful boy there, by your side, Clo. Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings. From the rude sen's enrag'd and foamy mouth
Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my good || Did I redeem ; a wreck past hope be was: fellow?
His life I gave him, and did thereto add Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse My love, without retention, or restraint, for my friends,
All his in dedication : for his sake, Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends. Did I expose myself, pure for his love, Clo. No, sir, the worse.
Into the danger of this adverse town; Duke. How can that be?
Drew to defend him, when he was beset : Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of Where being apprehended, his false cunning, me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass : so that || (Not meaning to partake with me in danger,) by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself ; || Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, and by my friends I am abused : so that, conclusions
And grew a twenty-yearsremoved thing, to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two While one would wink; denied me mine own purse, affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and Which I had recommended to his use the better for my foes.
Not half an hour before. Duke. Why, this is excellent.
How can this be? Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be Duke. When came he to this town? one of my friends.
Ant. Today, my lord ; and for three months before, Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; There's || (No interim, not a minute's vacancy,) gold.
Both day and night did we keep company. Clo. But that it would be double dealing, sir, I would
Enter Olivia and Attendants. you could make it another.
Duke. Here comes the countess ; now heaven walks Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.
on earth. Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once,
But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are madness : and let your flesh and blood obey it.
Three months this youth hath tended upon me; Drike. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a dou
But more of that anon.—Take him aside. ble dealer; there's another.
Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not have, Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the
Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ?old saying is, the third pays for all: the tripler, sir, is
-Cesario, you do not keep promise with me. a good tripping measure; or the bells of St. Bennet,
Vio. Madam? sir, may put you in mind; One, two, three.
Duke. Gracious Olivia, Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at this
Oli. What do you say, Cesario ?-Good my lord, throw: if you will let your lady know, I am here to
Vio. My lord would speak; my duty hushes me. speak with her, and bring her along with you, it may Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, awake my bounty further.
It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear, Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come
As howling after music. again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think,
Still so cruel ? that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness ;
Oli. Still so constant, lord. but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will
Duke. What! to perverseness? you uncivil lady, awake it anon.
To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars
My soul the faithfull'st offerings hath breath'd out, Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do? Duke. That face of his 1 do remember well;
Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall become Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmeard
him. As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war:
Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it, A bawbling vessel was he captain of,
Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death, For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable ;
Kill what I love; a savage jealousy, With which such scathful grapple did he make That sometimes savours nobly?-But hear me this: With the most noble bottom of our fleet,
Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, That very envy, and the tongue of loss,
And that I partly know the instrument Cry'd fame and honour on him. What's the matter?
That screws me from my true place in your favour, 107. Orsino, this is that Antonio,
Live you, the marble-breasted tyrant, still ;
And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly,
Come boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mischief:
Vio. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, Dukc. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! 'To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. What foolish boklness brought thee to their mercies,
[Following: Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear,
Oli. Where goes Cesario? Hast made thine enemies ?
After him I love,
More than I love theso eyes, more than my life,
If I do feign, you witnesses above, Though I ronfess, on base and ground enough, Punish my life, for tainting of my love!
Olá. Ah me, detested ! how am I beguild ?
Oli. Away with him: Who hath made this havock Pie. Who does beguile you? who does do you wrong? with them?
Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long ? Sir A. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll be
Sir T. Will you help an ass-head, and a cóscomb,
Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be looked to. Oli Ay, husband; Can he that deny?
[Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir Andrew. Duke. Her husband, sirrah?
Enter Sebastian. Vie
No, my lord, not I. Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear,
Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsmad; That makes thee strangle thy propriety :
But, had it been the brother of my blood, Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up;
I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art
You throw a strange regard upon me, and As great as that thou fear'st.-0, welcome, father!
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.
Duke. One fuce, one voice, one habit, and two perHere to unfold (though lately we intended To keep in darkness, what occasion now
A natural perspective, that is, and is not. Reveals before 'tis ripe) what thou dost know,
Scb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio! Hath newly past between this youth and me.
How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me, Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love,
Since I have lost thee. Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands,
Sebastian are you? Attested by the holy close of lips,
Seb, Fear'st thou that, Antonio? Strengthend by interchangement of your rings; Ant. How have you made division of yourself?And all the ceremony of this compact
An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin Seald in my function, by my testimony:
Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian? Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my grave Oli. Most wonderful ! I have travelled but two hours.
Scb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother: . Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be, | Nor can there be that deity in my nature, When time hath sew'd a grizzle on thy case ? Of here and every where. I had a sister, Orvd not else thy craft so quickly grow,
Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd :That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow ?
of charity, what kin are you to me?
[T. Vio Farewell, and take her ; but direct thy feet,
What countryman? what name? what parentage ? Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.
Vio. of Messaline: Sebastian was my father ; Vis. My lord, I do protest,
Such a Sebastian was my brother too, Oli.
0, do not swear;
So went he suited to his watery tomb.
If spirits can assume both form and suit,
A spirit I am, indeed; presently to sir Toby.
But am in that dimension grossly clad, Oli. What's the matter?
Which from the womb I did participate. Sir A. He 'as broke my head across, and has given sir | Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the love of God, your || I should my tears let fall upon your cheek, help: I had rather than forty pound, I were at home. And say,- Thrice welcome, drowned Viola! Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ?
Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow. Sir 4. The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took
Seb. And so had mine. him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate. Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth Duke. My gentleman, Cesario?
Had number'd thirteen years. Sis 4. Od's lifelings, here he is :
-You broke my
Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul ! head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to
He finished, indeed, his mortal act, dat by sir Toby
That day that made my sister thirteen years.
Do not embrace me, till each circumstance Sir A. If a bloody coxcomb be a hart, you have hurt of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump, me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody coxcombThat I am Viola : which to confirin,
I'll bring you to a captain in this town, Enter Sir Toby Beleh drunk, led by the Clown.
Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help -Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear more: I was preserv’d, to serve this noble count: but if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled All the occurrence of my fortune since for othergates than he did.
Hath been between this lady, and this lord. Duke, How now, gentleman ? bow is't with you? Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been mistook : Sir T. That's all one; be bas hurt me, and there's
[To Olivia. the end on'to-Sot, didst see Dick surgeon, sot? But nature to ber bias drew in that.
Cla O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone ; his eyes | You would have been contracted to a maid ; were set at eight i' the morning.
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd, Sir T. Then he's a rogue. After a passy-measure, You are betroth'd both to a maid and man. or a pavin, I hate a drunken rogue.
Duke. Be pot amaz’d; right noble is his blood.
If this be so, as yet the glass seems true,
Ay, my lord, this same I shall have share in this most happy wreck : How now, Malvolio? Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, [To Vio. Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Thou never should'st love woman like to me. Notorious wrong. Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear,
Have I, Malvolio? no. And all those swearings keep as trne in soul,
Mal, Lady, you have. Pray you, perusé that letter: As doth that orbed continent the fire
You must not now deny it is your hand, That severs day from night.
Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase ; Duke.
Give me thy land ; Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention:
You can say none of this: Well, grant it then,
maid's garments: he, upon some action, Why you have given me such clear lights of favour; Is now in durance ; at Malvolio's suit,
Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd to you, A gentleman, and follower of my lady's.
To put on yellow stockings, and to frown Oli. He shall enlarge him :-Fetch Malvolio hith. || Upon sir Toby, and the lighter people:
And, acting this in an obedient hope, And yet, alas, now I remember me,
Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison,
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? From my remembrance clearly banishd his.
Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, How does he, sirrah?
Though, I confess, much like the character: Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's || But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand. end, as well as a man in his case may do: he'as here
And now I do bethink me, it was she write a letter to you; I should have given it you to- First told me, thou wast mad; then cam'st in smiling, day morning ; but as a madman's epistles are no gos
And in such forms which here were presuppos pels, so it skills not much, when they are delivered.
Upon thee in the letter. Prøythee, he content: Oli. Open it, and read it.
This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee ; Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool de But, when we know the grounds and authors of it, livers the madman:- By the Lord, madam,- (Reads. Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge Oli. How now! art thou mad?
of thine own cause. Clo. No, madam, I do bat read madness : an your
Good madam, hear me speak ; ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must al
And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, low vor.
Taint the condition of this present hour, Oli. Pr'ythee, read i' thy right wits.
Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not, Clo. So I do, madonna ; but to read his right wits. Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby, is to read thus : therefore perpend, my princess, and
Set this device against Malvolio here, give ear.
Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts Oli. Read it you, sirrah.
[To Fabian. We had conceiv'd against him: Maria writ Fab. (Reads.] By the Lord, madam, you wrong me,
The letter, at sir Toby's great importance ; und the world shall know it: though you have put me
In recompense whereof, he hath married her. into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule
How with a sportful malice it was follow'd, over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as May rąther pluck on laughter than revenge ; your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced If that the injuries be justly weighd, me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt
That bave on both sides pass'd. not lnet to do myself' much right, or you much shame.
Oli. Alas, poor fool ! how have they baffled thee! Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little
Clo. Why, some are born great, some achieve groet. unthought of, and speak out of my injury.
ness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I The madly-used Malvolio.
was one, sir, in this interlude; one sir Topas, sir ; bat Óli. Did he write this?
that's all one :-By the Lord, fool, I am not mad, Clo. Ay, madam.
But do you remember! Madam, why laugh you at Duke. This savours not much of distraction.
such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gaggd: Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian ; bring him hither. And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
[Exit Fabian. Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of youl. My lord, so please you, these things further thought on,
(Erile To think me as well a sister as a wife,
Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus 'd. One day shall crown the alliance on's, so please you,
Duke. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace :Here at my house, and at my proper cost.
He hath not told us of the captain yet ; Duke. Madam, I am most ape to embrace your offer. || When that is known, and golden time convents, - Your master quits you s and for your service done A solemn combination shall be made him,
of our dear souls.- Meantime, sweet sister, So much against the mettle of your sex,
We will not part from hence.-Cesario, come; So far beneath your soft and tender breeding,
For so you shall be, while you are a man; And since you call’d me master for so long,
But, when in other habits you are seen, Here is my hand; you shall from this time be
Orsino's mistress and his fancy's queen.
(E.reust, Your master's mistress. Oli. A sister?-you are she.
Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
4 foolish thing was but a toy,
But when I came unto my bed, For the rain it raineth every day.
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss-pots still had drunken head,
For the rain it raineth every day.
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that's all one, our play is done, But when I came, alas ! to wive,
And we'll strive to please you every day. With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
(Exit. By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.