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Vio. My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soun own most pregnant' and vouchsafed ear. Than love that would seemn hid: love's night is noon

Sir And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchsafed :- Cesario, by the roses of the spring, I'll get 'em all three ready.

By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, Oli. Let the garden door be shut, and leave me I love thee so, that, maugre all thy príde. to my hearing.

Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide. (Exeunt Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Maria. Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, Give me your hand, sir.

For, that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause : Vio. My duty, madam, and most humble service. But, rather, reason thus with reason fetter. Oli. What is your name?

Love sought is good, but given unsoughi, is better. Vio. Cæsario is your servant's name, fair princess. Vio. By innocence I swear, and by my youth

Oli. My servant, sir ! 'Twas never merry world, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truin.
Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment : And that no woman has ; nor never none
You are servant to the count Orsino, youth. Shall mistress be of it, save I alone.
Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be And so adieu, good madam; never mure
yours;

Will I my master's tears to you deplore.
Your servant's servant is your servant, madam. Oli. Yet come again: for thou, perhaps, maris?

Oli. For him, I think not on him: for his thoughts,
Would they were blanks, rather than fill'd with me! That heart, which now abhors, to like his love.
Vio. Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts

Ezenne.
On his behall:-
Oli.

O, by your leave, I pray you; SCENE II.-A Room in Olivia's house. Ente! I bade you never speak again of him:

Sir Toby Belch, Sir Andrew Ague-cheek, and But, would you undertake another suit,

Fabian.
I had rather hear you to solicit that,
Than music from the spheres.

Sir And. No, faith, I'll not stay a jot !enger. Vio.

Dear lady,

Sir To. Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reaOli. Give me leave, I beseech you; I did send, After the last enchantment you did here,

Fab. You must need yield your reason, Sør Art

drew. A ring in chase of you ; so did I abuse Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you:

Sir And. Marry, I saw your niece do more ta · Under your hard construction must I sit,

yours to the count's serving-man, than ever she To force that on you, in a shameful cunning,

bestowed upon me; I saw't ì the orchard. Which you knew none of yours: What might you tell me that.

Sir To. Did she see thee the while, old ocv : think? Have you not set mine honour at the stake,

Sir And. As plain as I see you now. And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts

Fab. This was a great argument of love in net

toward you. That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your receiving?

Sir And. 'Slight! will you make an ass o' me ? Enough is shown; a cyprus, not a bosom,

Fab. I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the Hides my poor heart: So let me hear you speak.

oaths of judgment and reason. Vio. I pity you.

Sir To. And they have been grand jury-men. Oli. That's a degree to love.

since before Noah was a sailor. Vio. No, not a grise ;' for 'tis a vulgar proof, sight, only to exasperate you, to awake your do:

Fab. She did show favour to the youth in your That very oft we pity enemies. Oli. Why, then, methinks, 'tis time to smile mouse valour, to put fire in your heart, and brım

stone in your liver: You should then have accosted again : O world, how apt the poor are to be proud!

her; and with some excellent jest, fire-new from If one should be a prey, how much the better

the mint, you should have banged the youth into To fall before the lion, than the wolf?

dumbness. This was looked for at your hand, and

(Clock strikes. this was baulked: the double gilt of this opporThe clock upbraids me with the waste of time.** !unity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed Be not afraid, good youth, I will not have you :

into the north of my lady's opinion; where you will And yet, when wit and youth is come to harvest, hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard, unless Your wife is like to reap a proper man:

you do redeem it by some laudable attempt, eitie There lies your way, due west.

of valour, or policy. Vio.

Then westward-hoe:

Sir And. And't be any way, it must be w.u Grace, and good disposition 'lend your ladyship! " Yalour ; , for policy. I hate : l'had as liet' be a You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?

Brownist, as a politician. Oli. Stay:

Sir To. Why then, build me thy fortunes upon I prythee, tell me, what thou think'st of me.

the basis of valour.' Challenge me the count's Pío. That you do think, you are not what you youth to fight with him; hurt him in eleven places

my niece shall take note of it: and assure ihyseli. Oli. If I think so, I think the same of you.

there is no love-broker in the world can more pe Vio. Then think you right; I am not what I am. vail in man's commendation with woman, than mo. Oli. I would you were as I would have you be! port of valour. Vio. Would it be better, madam, than I am,

Fab. There is no way but this, sir Andrew. wish it might; for now I am your fool.

Sir And, Will either of you bear me 8 mm Oli. O, what'a deal of scorn looks beautiful

lenge to him ? n the contempt and anger of his lip!

Sir To. Go, write it in a martial han 1

curst and brier; it is no matter how witis.si ne Sl) Ready. (2) Ready apprehension. (3) Step.

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eloquent, and full of invention : taunt him with. Seb. I am not weary, and 'tis long to rught; the license of ir k: if thou thou'st him some thrice, I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie With the memorials, and the things of fame, in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big That do renown this city. enough for the bed of' Ware in England, set 'em Ant.

Would, you'd pardon me down; go, about it. Let there be gall enough in I do not without danger walk these streets : thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no Once, in a sea-fight, gainst the count his galleys, matter: About it.

I did some service; of such note, indeed, Sir And. Where shall I find you?

That, were I ta'en here, it would scarce be an Sir To. We'll call thee at the cubiculo: Go.

swer'd. (Eril Sir Andrew. Seb. Belike, you slew great number of his people. Fab. This is a dear manikin to you, sir Toby. Ant. The offence is not of such a bloody nature;

Sir To. I have been dear to him, lad; some Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel, two thousand strong or so.

Might well have given us bloody argument. Fab. We shall have a rare letter from him : but It might have since been answer'd in repaying you'll not deliver it,

What we took from them; which, for traffic sake, Sir To. Never trust me then; and by all means Most of our city did: only myself stood out: stir on the youth to an answer. I think, oxen and For which, if I be lapsed in this place, wainropess cannot hale them together. For An- I shall pay dear. drew, ít be were opened, and you find so much Seb.

Do not then walk too open. blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, l'11 Ant. It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my eat the rest of the anatomy.

purse; Fab. And his opposite, the youth, bears in his In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, visage no great presage of cruelty.

Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet,

Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your know. Enter Maria.

ledge, Sir To. Look, where the youngest wren of nine with viewing of the town; there shall you have me.

Seb. Why I your purse? Mar. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh, Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy yourselves into stitches, follow me : yon' gull Mal. You have desire to purchase; and your store, volio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for there I think, is not for idle markets, sir. is no Christian, that means to be saved by believing Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages An hour. of grossness. He's in yellow stockings.

Ant. To the Elephant.Sir To. And cross-gartered ?

Seb.

I do remember. Mar. Most villanously; like a pedant that keeps

[Exeunt. a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer : he does obey every point of the letter SCENE IV.-Olivia's Garden. Enter Olivia that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his

and Maria. face into more lines, than are in the new map, with the augmentation of the Indies; you have not seen How shall I feast him ? what bestow on him?

Oli. I have sent after him: He says, he'll come; such a thing as 'tis ; I can hardly forbear hurling for youth is bought more oft, than begg'd, or borthings at him. I know, my lady will strike him; if she do, he'll smile, and take't for a great favour.

row'd. Sir To. Come, bring us, bring us where he is. I speak too loud.

(Exeunt.

Where is Malvolio ?-he is sad, and civil,

And suits well for a servant with my fortunes; SCENE III.A street. Enter Antonio and Se- Where is Malvolio ? bastian,

Mar.

He's coming, madam; Seb. I would not, by my will, have troubled

But in strange manner. He is sure possess'd.

you; But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,

Oli, Why, what's the matter ? does he rave ? I will no further chide you.

Mar.

No, madam Anl. I could not stay behind you ; my desire,

He does nothing but smile : your ladyship More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth;

Were best have guard about you, if he come; And not all love to see you (though so much,

For, sure, the man is tainted in his wits. As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,)

Oli. Go call him hither. I'm as mad as he, But jealousy what might befall your travel,

If sad and merry madness equal be.
Being skilless in these parts , which to a stranger,
Unguided, and unfriended, often prove

Enter Malvolio.
Rough and unhospitable: my willing love How now, Malvolio?
The rather by these arguments of fear,

Mal. Sweet lady, ho, lo! [Smiles fantastically Set forth in your pursuit.

Oli, Smil'st thou? Seb.

My kind Antonio, I sent for thee upon a sad' occasion. I can no other answer make, but, thanks,

Mal. Sad, lady? I could be sad: this does make And thanks, and ever thanks : Often good turns some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering: Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay: but what of that, if it pleases the eye of one, it is But, werc my worth, as is my conscience, firm, with me as the very true sonnet is: Please one and You should find better dealing. What's to do ? please all. Shall we go see the reliques of this town?

Oli. Why, how dost thou, man? what is the mat. Ant. To-morrow, sir; best, first, go see your ter with thee? lodging.

Mal. Not black in my mind, though yellow is (1) In Hertfordshire, which held forty persons. (4) Wealth. (5) Caught. 12) Chamber. (3) Wagon ropes.

(6) Grave and demure. (7) Grave.

be so;

my legs: It did come to his hands, and commands Mal. Go off; I discard you; let me enjoy my shall be exccuted. I think, we do know the sweet private ; go off. Roman hand.

Mar. Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within Oli. Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?

him! did I not tell you ?-Sir Toby, my lady Mal. To bed ? ay, sweet-heart; and I'll come prays you to have a care of him. to thee,

Nal. Ah, ha! does she so ? Oli. God comfort thee! Why dost thou smile so, Sir To. Go to, go to ; peace, peace, we must dea! and kiss thy hand so oft ?

gently with him; let me alone. How do you, MalMar. How do you, Malvolio?

volio? how is't' with you? What, man! defy the Mal. Al your request? Yes; nightingales an-devil : consider, he's an enemy to mankind. (wer daws.

Mal. Do you know what you say? Mar. Why appear you with this ridiculous bold- Mar. La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how aess before my lady?

he takes it at heart! Pray God, he be not be Mal. Be not afraid of greatness :-'Twas well witched ! writ.

Fab. Carry his water to the wise woman. Oli. What meanest thou by that, Malvolio ? Mar. Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow Mal. Some are born great,

morning, if I live. My lady would not lose bim Oli. Ha ?

for more than I'll say: Mal. Sonce achieve greatness,

Mal. How now, mistress ? Oli, What say'st thou?

Mar. O lord ! Mal. And soine have greatness thrust upon them. Sir To. Prythee, hold thy peace; this is not the Oli. Heaven restore thee!

way: Do you not see, you move him? let me alone Mal. Remember who commended thy yellow with him. stockings ;

Fab. No way but gentleness; gently, gently : Oli. Thy yellow stockings ?

the fiend is rough, and will not be roughly used. Mal. And wished to see thee cross-gartered. Sir To. Why, how now, my bawcock ? how Oli, Cross-gartered ?

dost thou, chuck ? Mal. Go to: thou art made, if thou desirest to Mal. Sir?

Sir To. Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, man! Oli. Am I made ?

'tis not for gravity to play at cherry-pits with SaMal. If not, let me see thee a servant still. tan: Hang him, foul collier ! Oli. Why, this is very midsummer madness.' Mar. Get him to say his prayers; good sir Toby,

get him to pray. Enter Servant.

Mal. My prayers, minx ? Ser. Madam, the young gentleman of the count Mar. No, 'I warrant you, he will not hear of Orsino's is returned; I could hardly entreat him goshliness. back; he attends your ladyship's pleasure. Mal. Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle,

Oli. I'll come to him. [Exit Servant.] Good shallow things: I am not of your element; you Maria, let this fellow be looked to. Where's my shall know more hereafter.

[Exit. cousin Toby? Let some of my people have a spe

Sir To. Is't possible! cial care of him; I would noi have him miscarry Fab. If this were played upon a stage now, I for the half of my dowry. (Exit Olivia and Mar. could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

Mal. Oh, ho do you come near me now? no Sir To. His very genius hath taken the infection worse man than sir Toby to look to me? This con- of the device, man. curs directly with the letter: she sends him on pur- Mar. Nay, pursue him now; lest the device pose, that I may appear stubborn to him ; for she take air, and taint. incites me to that in the letter. Cast thé humble Fab. Why, we shall make him mad, indeed. slough, says she; be opposite with a kinsman, surly Mar. The house will be the quieter. with servants, - let thy longue lang with arguments Sir To. Come, we'll have him in a dark room, of state,-put thyself into the Irick of singularity;- and bound. My niece is already in the belief thaí and, consequently, sets down the manner how; as, he is mad; we may carry it thus for our pleasure, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in and his penance, till our very pastime, tired out of the habit of some sir of note, and so forth. I have breath, prompt us to have mercy on him : at which limed her ;' but it is Jove's doing, and Jove make time, we will bring the device to the bar, and me thankful! And, when she went away now, Let crown thee for a finder of madmen. But sce, but see. this fellow be looked to: Fellow ! not Malvolio, nor after my degree, but fellow. Why, every thing

Enter Sir Andrew Ague-cheek. adheres together; that no dram of a scruple, no Fab. More matter for a May morning. scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous or Sir And. Here's the challenge, read it; I war. unsafe circumstance,—What can be said ? Nothing, rant, there's vinegar and pepper in't. that can be, can come between me and the full Fab. Is't so saucy? prospect of my hopes. Well, Jove, not I, is the Sir And. Ay, is it, I warrant him: do but read. doer of this, and he is to be thanked.

Sir To. Give me. (reads.) Youth, whatsoever

thon art, thou art but a scurvy fellow. Re-enter Maria, with Sir Toby Belch, and Fabian.

Fab. Good, and valiant. Sir To. Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? Sir 'To. Wonder nol, nor admire not in tny mind, If all the devils in hell be drawn in little, and Le- why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason gion himself possessed him, yet I'll speak to him. Woryl.

Fab. Here he is, here he is :-How is't with you, Fab. A good note: that keeps you from the blow sir ? how is't with you, man?

of the law. (1) Hot weather madness.

(4) Jolly cock, beau and coq. (2) Caught her as a bird with birdlime.

(5) A play among boys. 13) Companion.

16) Colliers were accounted great cheats

$100rn enemy.

Sir To. Thou comest !o the lady Olivia, and in A fiend, like thee, might bear my soul to hull. (Ez.
my sight she uses thee kindly: but thou liest in thy
Throal, that is not the matter I challenge thee for. Re-enter Sir Toby Belch, and Fabian.

Fab. Very brief, and exceeding good sense-less.
Sir To. I will way-lay thee going home; where

Sir To. Gentleman, God save thee. ir il be thy chance to kill me,

Vio. And you, sir. Fab. Good.

Sir To. That defence thou hast, betake thee Sir To. Thou killest me like a rogue and a villain, toit: of what nature the wrongs are thcu nast Fab. Still you keep oʻthe windy side of the law:

dom him, I know not; but thy intercepter, full of Good.

d'-spight, bloody as the hunter, attends thee at the Sir To. Fare thee well; And God have mercy

orchard end: dismount thy tuck, be yare in thy upon one of our souls ! He may have mercy upon preparation, for thy assailant is quick, ekilful, and

deadly. mine; bul my hope is belter, and so look to thyself. Thy friend, as thou usest him, and thy

Vio. You mistake, sir ; I am sure, no man hath Sir To. If this letter moves him not, his legs Sir To. You'll find it otherwise, I assure you:

Andrew Ague-cheek any quarrel to me; my remembrance is very free cannot: I'll giv't him.

Mar. You may have very fit occasion for’t; he therefore, if you hold your life at any price, betake is now in some commerce with my lady, and will you to your guard; for your opposite hath in him. by and by depart.

what youth, strength, skill, and wrath, can furnish Sir To. Go, sir Andrew; scout me for him at

man withal. the corner of the orchard, like a bum-bailiff: so

Vio. I pray you, sir, what is he? soon as ever thou seest him, draw; and as thou

Sir To. He is knight, dubbed with unhacked drawest, swear horrible; for it comes to pass oft, rapier, and on carpet consideration; but he is a that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent devil in private brawl: souls and bodies hath he sharply twanged off, gives manhood more appro

divorced three; and his incensement at this mobation than ever proof itself would have earned but by pangs of death and sepulchre: hob, nob, is

ment is so implacable, that satisfaction can be none him. Away:

Sir And. Nay, let me alone for swearing. (Ex. his word; give't, or take't..
Sir To. Now will not I deliver his letter: for the

Vio. I will return again into the house, and debehaviour of the young gentleman gives him out sire some conduct of the lady. I am no fighter. I to be of good capacity and breeding; his employ- have heard of some kind of men, that put quarrels ment between his lord and my niece confirms no

purposely on others, to taste their valour: belike, less; therefore this letter, being so excellently ig- this is a man of that quirk. Durant, will breed no terror in the youth, he will

Sir To. Sir, no; his indignation derives itsell find it comes from a clodpole. But, sir, I will de-out of a very competent injury; therefore, get you liver his challenge by word of mouth; set upon on, and give him his desire. Back you shall not to A ruc-cheek a rolable report of valour; and drive the house, unless you undertake that with me, the gentleman (as, I know, his youth will aptly re

which with as much safety you might answer him: crive it,) into a most hideous opinion of his page for meddle you must, that's certain, or forswear to

therefore, on, or strip. your sword stark naked; them both, that they will kill one another by the wear iron about you. look, like cockatrices.

Vio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech

you, do me this courteous office, as to know of the Enter Olivia and Viola.

knight what my offence to him is; it is something Fab. Here he comes with your niece: givelo Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you

of my negligence, nothing of my purpose. them way, till he take leave, and presently after him. Sir To. I will meditate the while upon some

by this gentleman till my return. (Exit Sir füby. horrid message for a challenge.

Vio. Pray you, sir, do you know of this matier? (Exeunt Sir Toby, Fabian, and Maria.

Fab, I know, the knight is incensed rainst you, Oli. I have said too much unto a heart of stone, even to a mortal arbitrament;' but nuth.ny of the And laid mine honour too unchary' out:

circumstance more. There's something in me, that reproves my fault;

Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he? But such a headstrong potent fault it is,

Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read That it but mocks reproos.

him by his form, as you are like to find him in the Vio. With the same 'haviour that your passion proof of his valour. He is, indeed, sir, the mos bears,

skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite that you could Go on my master's griefs.

possibly have found in any part of Hyria : will you Oli. Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my pic- walk towards him ? I will make your peace with ture;

him, if I can. Refuse it not, it hath no tongue to vex you:

Vio. I shall be much bound to you for't. Im And, I beseech you, come again to-morrow.

one, that would rather go with sir priest, then.. What shall you ask of me, that I'll deny;

knight: I care not who knows so much of this That honour, sav'd, may upon asking give ?

mettle.

(Exeral Vio. Nothing but this, your true love for my Re-enter Sir Toby, with Sir Andreni. Oli. How with mine honour may I give him that| Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil; I have Which I have given to you?

not seen such a virago. I had a pass with him Vio.

I will acquit you.

rapier, scabbard, and all, and he gives me i. Oli. Well, come again lo-morrow: 'Fare thee stuck-in,' with such a mortal motion, that it is :

evitable; and on the answer, he pays you as surely (1) Uncautiously. (2) Rapier. (3) Ready. (7) Stoccata, an Italian term in fencing, 141 Sort. (5) Decision. (6) Adversary. 78) Does for vou.

master.

well;

as your feet hit the ground they step on: they say, What will you do ? Now my necessity he has been fencer to the Sophy.

Makes me to ask you for my purse: It grieves me Sir And. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him. Much more, for what I cannot do for you,

Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified: Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz’d; Fabian can scarce hold him yonder.

But be of comfort. Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had been 2 off. Come, sir, away. valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him Ani. I must entreat of you some of that money. damned ere I'd have challenged' him. Let him let Vio. What money, sir ? the matter slip, and I'll give him my horse, grey For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, Capilet.

And, part, being prompted by your present trouble Sir To. I'll make the motion : stand here, make Out of my lean and low ability a good show on't ; this shall end without the per l'll lend you something: my having is not much; dition of souls: marry, I'll ride your horse as well !!! make division of my present with you: as I ride you.

(Aside. Hold, there is half my coffer.
Ant.

Will you deny me now!
Ite-enter Fabian and Viola.

Is't possible, that my deserts to you
I have his horse [!! Fab.) to take up the quarrel : Lest that it make me so unsound a man,

Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery, I have persuaded him, the youth's a devil.

Fab. He is as horribly conceited' of him; and As to upbraid you with those kindnesses pants, and looks pale, as if a bear were 'at his That I have done for you. heels.

Vio

I know of none; Sir To. There's no remedy, sir; he will fight Nor know I you by voice, or any feature: with you for his

oath sake : marry, he hath better I hate ingratítude more in a man, bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption

Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, scarce to be worth talking of: therefore draw, for

Inhabits our frail blood. the supportance of his vow; he protests, he will not hurt you.

Ant.

O heavens themselves ! Vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing

2 Off. Come, sir, I pray. you, go. would make me tell them how much I lack of Ant. Let me speak a little. This youth that man,

(Aside.

you see here, Fab. Give ground, if you see him furious.

snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death; Sir To. Come, sir Andrew, there's no remedy: And to his image, which, methought, did promise

Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love,-the gentleman will, for his honour's sake, have one bout with you: he cannot by the duello?'avoid it; Most venerable worth, did I devotion. but he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and

I off. What's that to us ? The time goes by; a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on; to't.

away: Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath! (Draws. Ant. But, o, how vile an idol proves this god !

Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.Enter Antonio.

In nature there's no blemish, but the mind;

None can be call'd deform'd, but the unkind : Vio. I do assure you, 'lis against my will.

Virtue is beauty; but the beauteous-evil Ant. Put up your sword ;– If this young gen

(Draws. Are empty trunks, o'erflourish'd' by the devil.

1 08. The man grows mad; away with him. tleman

Come, come, sir.
Have done offence, I take the fault on me; Ant. Lead me on. (Exe. Officers, with Antonio.
If you offend him, I for him defy you. [Drawing. Vio. Methinks, his words do from such passion

Sir To. You, sir ? why, what are you?
Ant. One, sir, that for his love dares yet do That he believes himsell; so do not I.

fly,
more,

Prove true, imagination,'o prove true, Than you have heard him brag to you he will.

That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you! Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for Sir To. Come hither, knight; come hither, Fa

[Draros. bian; we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of most Enter luo Officers.

Vio. He nam'd Sebastian; I my brother know Fab. O good sir Toby, hold; here come the Yet living in iny glass;* even such and so, officers,

In favour was my brother; and he went Sir To. I'll be with you anon. [To Antonio. Still in this fashion, colour, ornament, Vio. Pray, sir, put up your sword, if you please. For him I imitate : 0, if it prove,

(To Sir Andrew. Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love! Sir And. Marry, will I, sir ? --and, for that i

(Eril. promised you, I'll be as good as my word: He Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more will bear you easily, and reins well.

a coward than a hare: his dishonesty appears, in i off. This is the man; do thy office. leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying 2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit him; and for his cowardship, ask Fabian. Or count Orsino.

Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, reli Ani. You do mistake me, sir.

gious in it. i off. No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well, Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him. Chough now you have no sea-cap on your head. Sir To. Do, cúff him soundly, but never draw Take him away; he knows, I know him well. thy sword. Ant. I must obey.-This comes with seeking you; Sir And. An I do not,

(Exit But there's no remedy ; I shall answer it. Fab. Come, let's see the event.

(1) Horrid conception. (2) Laws of duel. (4) In the reflection of my own figure. (3) Ornamented

vou.

sage saws.

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