6

Therefore, gnol youth, address thy gait' unto her; thee, may pass for a wise man: For what says Be not deny d access, stand at her doors,

Quinapalus? Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit. And tell ihem, there thy fixed fooi shall grow,

God bless thee, lady! T:3 thou have audience.

Oli. T.ke the fool away. Vio

Sure, my nuble lord, Clo. Do you not hear, fellows? Take away the If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow

lady. As it is spoke, she never will admit me.

Oli. Go to, you're a dry fool; I'll no more of Duke. Be clamorous, and leap all civil bounds, you : besides you grow dishonest. Rather than make unprofited return.

Clo. Two faults, madunna, that drink and good Vio. Say, I do speak with her, my lord; what counsel will amend : for give the dry fool drink, then then ?

is the fool not dry; bid the dishonest man mend Duke. O, then unfold the passion of

my love, himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest; if Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith: he cannot, let the botcher mend him: Any thing It shall become thee well to act my woes ;

that's mended, is but patched : virtue, that transShe will a tend it better in thy youth,

gresses, is but patched with sin: and sin, that Than in a nuncio of more grave aspect.

amends, is but patched with virtue: If that this Vio. I think not so, my lord.

simple syllogism will serve, so; if it will not, what Duke.

Dear lad, believe it; remedy ? As there is no true cuckold but calamity, For they shall yet belie thy happy years

so beauty's a flower :-the lady bade take away the That say, thou art a man: Diana's lip

fool; therefore, I say again, take her away. k not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe Oli. Sir, I bade them take away you. Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound,

Clo. Misprision in the highest degree !-Lady, And all is semblative a woman's part.

Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much as to I know thy constellation is right apt

say, I wear not inotley in my brain. Good madonFor this affair :--Some four or five attend him; na, give me leave to prove you a fool. All, if you will; for I myself am best,

Oli. Can you do it?
When least in company :-Prosper well in this, Clo. Dexterously, good madam.
And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord,

Oli. Make your proof.
To call his fortunes thine.

Clo. I musi catechize you for it, madonna : Vio.

I'll do

my best Good my mouse of virtue, answer me.
To woo your lady: yet (Aside,] a barful? strife! Oli. Well, sir, for want of other idleness, I'll
Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife. (Excunt. l’bide your proof.
SCENE V. A Room in Olivia's house. Enter

Clo. Good madonna, why mourn'st thou?
MARIA and Clown.3

Oli. Good fool, for my brother's death.

Clo. I think his soul is in hell, madonna. Mær. Nay, either tell me where thou hast been,

Oli. I know his soul is in heaven, fool or I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may

Clo. The more fool you, madonna, to mourn for enter, in way of thy cxcuse: my lady will hang your brother's soul being in heaven. Take away thee for thy absence.

The fool, gentlemen. Clo. Let her hang me: he that is well hanged in Oli. What think you of this fool, Malvolio ? doth this world needs to fear no colours.

he not mend ? Mar. Make that good.

Mal. Yes; and shall do, till the pangs of death Cl. He shall see none to fear.

shake him : Infirmity, that decays the wise, doth Mer. A good lenten* answer: I can tell thee ever make the better fool. where that saying was born, of, I sear no colours.

Clo. God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity, for Clo. Where, good mistress Mary!

the better encreasing your folly! Sir Toby will be Mar. In the wars; and that may you be bold to

sworn that I am no fox; but he will not pass his say in your foolery.

word for twopence that you are no fool. Clo. Well, God give them wisdom, that have it;

Oli. How say you to that, Malvolio? and those that are fools, let them use their talents.

Mal. I marvel your ladyship takes delight in such Mar. Yet you will be hanged for being so long a barren rascal; I saw him put down the other day absent: or, to be turned away, is not that as good with an ordinary fool that has no more brain than a as a hanging to you?

stone. Look you now, he's out of his guard alreaClo. Many a good hanging prevents a bad mar- dy; unless you laugh and minister occasion to him, riaze; and, for turning away, let summer bear it out. he is gagned. I protest I take these wise men, that

Mw. You are resolute then ?
Clo. Not so neither; but I am resolved on two fools' zanies."

crow so at these set of kind fools, no better than the points.

Oli. O, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, and Mar. That, if one break, the other will hold; or, taste with a distempered appetite. To be generous, if both break, your gaskins fall.

guiltless, and of free disposition, is to take those Clo. Apt, in good faith ; very apt! Well, go thy things for bird-bolts, that you deem cannon-bullets : way; if Sir Toby would leave drinking, thou weri There is no slander in an állowed fool, though he do as witty a piece of Eve's flesh as any in Illyria.

nothing but rail; nor no railing in a known discreet Mar. Peace, you rogue, no more o' that; here man, though he'do nothing but reprove. comes my lady: make your excuse wisely, you Clo. Now Mercury endure thee with leasing," for were best.

(Exit. thou speakest well of fools! Enter OLIVIA and MalvoLIO.

Re-enter MARIA. Clo. Wit, and't be thy will, put me into good Mar. Madam, there is at the gate a young genfooling! Those wits, that think they have thee, do tleman, much desires to speak with you. very oft prove fools; and I, that am sure I lack

tired for a clovne as I began to call Tarleton's wonted 1 Go thy way.

shope to remembrance.' 2 A coniest full of impediments.

4 Short and spare. Sparing, niggardly, insuli. 3 The clown in this play is a domestic fool in the ser. cient, like the fare of old times in Lent. Metaphori. vice or Olivia. He is specifically termed an alloved cally, short, laconic.' Says Steevens. I rather inclina fool, and Feste, the jester that the lady Olivia's father to Johnson's explanation,' a good dry answer.' Steetook much delight in. Malvolio speaks of him as 'a vens does not seem to have been aware that a dry fig 8pt fool' The dress of the domestic fool was of two was called a lenten fig. In fact, lenten fare was dry fare. surts, described by Mr: Douce in his Essay on the 5 Points were laces which fastened the hoge or Clowns and Fools of Shakspeare, to which we must breeches. refer the reader for full information. The dress some. 6 Italian, mistress, damo. times appropriated to the character is thus described in 7 Fools' baubles. Tarleton's Newes out of Purgatory: • I saw one attired 9 Bird bolts were short thick arrows with obtuse in russet, with a button'd cap upon his head, a bag by ends, used for shooting young rooks and other birds. his eide, and a strong bat in his hand; so artificially ai- 9 Lying.

4

Oli. From the count Orsino, is it?

Re-enter MARIA. Mar. I know not, madam; 'iis a fair young man, and well attended,

Oli. Give me my veil; come, throw it o'er my face;

We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy.
Oli. Who of my people hold him in delay?
Mar. Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman.

Enter VIOLA.
Oli. Fetch him off, I pray you; he speaks no-
thing but madman: Fie on him! (Exit MARIA.is She?

Vio. The honourable lady of the house, which Go you, Malvolio; if it be a suit from the count, am sick, or not at home; what you will to dismiss Oli. Speak to me, I shall answer for her : Your it. (Erit Malvol10.] Now you see, sir, how will ? your fooling grows old, and people dislike it. Vio. Most radiant, exquisite, and unmatchable

Clo. Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy beauty,- I pray you, tell me, if this be the lady of eldest son should be a fool: whose skull Jove cram the house, for I never saw her: I would be loath with brains, for here he comes, one of thy kin, has to cast away my specch; for, besides that it is esa most weak pia mater.'

cellently well penr 1, I have taken great pains to con it.

Good beai.ties, let me sustain no scom; Enter SIR TOBY Belch.

I am very comptible, even to the least sinister Oli. By mine honour, half drunk.-What is he usage. at the gate, cousin ?

Oli. Whence come you, sir ? Sir To. A gentleman.

Vio. I can say little more than I have studied, Oli. A gentleman! what gentleman ?

and that question's out of my part. Good gentle Sir To. "Tis a gentleman here-A plague o'these one, give me modest assurance, if you be the lady pickle-herrings !-How now, sot?

of the house, that I may proceed in my speech. Clo. Good Sir Toby,

Oli. Are you a comedian ? Oli. Cousin, cousin, how have you come so early Vio. No, my profound heart: and yet, by the by this lethargy?

very fangs of malice, I swear, I am noi that I play. Sir To. Lechery! I defy lechery: There's one Are you the lady of the house ? at the gate.

Oli. If I do not usurp myself, I am. Oli. Av, marry ; what is he?

Vio. Most certain, if you are she, you do usurp Sir To. Let him be the devil, an he will, I care yourself; for what is yours to bestow, is not yours not: give me faith, say I. Well, it's all one. [Exit. to reserve. But this is from my commission : 1 Oli. What's a drunken man like, fool ?

will on with my speech in your praise, and then Clo. Like a drown'd man, a fool, and a madman: shew you the heart of my message. one draught above heat makes him a fool; the

Oli. Come to what is important in't: I forgive second mads him; and a third drowns him. you the praise,

Oli. Go thou and seek the coroner, and let him Vio. Alas, I took great pains to study it, and'tis sit o' my coz; for he's in the third degree of drink; poetical. he's drown'd; go, look after him.

Oli. It is the more like to be feigned ; I pray you, Clo. He is but mad yet, madonna ; and the keep it in. I heard you were saucy at my gaies; fvol shall look to the madinan. [Erit Clown. and allowed your approach, rather to wonder ai

you than to hear you. If you be not mad, be Re-enter MALVOLIO.

gone ; if you have reason, be brief: 'tis not that Mal. Madam, yond young fellow swears he will time of moon with me, to make one in so skippings speak to you. I told him you were sick; he takes a dialogue. on him to understand so much, and therefore comes Mar. Will you hoist sail, sir ? here lies your way. to speak with you: I told him you were asleep; he Vio. No, good swabber: I am to hull' here a seems to have a foreknowledge of that too, and little longer.—Some mollification for your giant,* therefore comes to speak with you. What is to be sweet lady. said to him, lady? he's fortified against any denial. Oli. Tell me your mind. Oli. Toll him, he shall not speak with me.

Vio. I am a messenger. Mal. He has been told so: and he says, he'll Oli. Sure, you have some hideous matter to delistand at your door like a sherifi''s post, and be the ver, when the courtesy of it is so fearful. Speak supporter of a bench, but he'll speak with you.

a Oli. What kind of man is he?

Vio. It alone concerns your ear. I bring no Mil. Why, of man kind.

overture of war, no taxation of homage; I hold tho Oli. What manner of man?

olive in my hand : my words are as full of peace as Mal. Of

very

ill

manner; he'll speak with you, matter. will you or no.

Oli. Yet you began rudely. What are you? oli. Of what personage and years is he?

what would you ? Mal. Not yet old enough for a man, nor young Vio. The rudeness, that hath appcard in me, enough for a hoy; as a squash is before 'uis a peas- have I learn'd from my entertainment. What I am, cod, or a codlings when 'tis almost an apple : 'tis and what I would, are as secret as maidenhead: to with him e'en standing water, between boy and your ears, divinity; to any other's, profanation. man. He is very well favoured, and he speaks Oli. Give is the place alone; we will hear this very shrewishly; one would think, his mother's mill. divinity. (Exit Mania.] Now, sir, what is your were scarce out of him.

text? Oli. Let him approach : Call in my gentle- Vio. Most sweet lady,

Oli. A comfortable doctrine, and much may be Mal. Gentlewoman, my lady calls. (Exit. said of it. Where lies your text ?

your office.

him :

Vie. In Orsino s bosom?

Love make his heart of flint, that you shall love; 05. In his bosom? In what chapter of his bogom? And let your fervour, like my master's, be

Vio. To answer by the method, in the first of his Plac'd in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty. (Exit. heart.

Oli. What is your parentage ? Oli. O, I have read it; it is heresy. Have you Above my fortunes, yet my state is well : no more to say?

I am a gentleman.- I'll be sworn thou art, Vio, Good madam, let me see your face. Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions, and spirit,

Oä. Have you any commission from your lord Do give thee live-fold blazon; -Not too fast:to negotiate with my face? you are now out of your

soft! soft! text: but we will draw the curtain, and shew you Unless the master were the man.—How now? the picture. Look you, sir, such a one as I was, Even so quickly may one catch the plague ? this presents :'-Is't not well done ? [Unveiling. Methinks, I feel this youth's perfections, Fio. Excellently done, if God did all.

With an invisible and subtlo stealth, Oh. 'Tis in grain, sir ; 'twill endure wind and To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it beweather.

What, ho, Malvolio! Vio. 'Tis beauty truly blent,? whose red and white

Re-enter MaLVOLIO, Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on :

Mal.

Here, madam, at your service. Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive,

Oli. Riin after that same peevish messenger, If you will lead these graces to the grave, And leave the world no copy.".

The county'slo man: he left this ring behind him, Oli. 0, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted; I will Would I, or not; tell him, I'll none of it.

Desire him not to flatter with his lord, give out divers schedules of my beauty: It shall be Nor hold him up with hopes ! I am not for him: inventoried; and every particle and utensil label

If that the youth will come this way to-morrow, ed to my will : as, item, two lips indifferent red; I'll give him reasons for’t. Hie, thee, Malvolio. item, two gray eyes, with lids to them; item, one

Mal. Madam, I will.

(Exit. neck, one chin, and so forth. Were you sent hi

Oli. I do I know not what: and fear to find ther to 'praise* me?

Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind." Vio see you

what you are: you aro too proud ; Fate, show thy force : ourselves we do not owe ;! But, if you were the devil, you are fair.

What is decreed, must be; and be this so! [Erit. My lord and master loves you; 0, such love Could be but recompens'd, though you were crown'd The nonpareil of beauty! 0. How does he love me?

ACT II. Vio. With adorations, with fertile tears, SCENE I. The Sea Coast. Enter ANTONIO and With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire.

SEBASTIAN Oli. Your lord does know my mind, I cannot love

Ant. Will you stay no longer ? nor will you not,

that I Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him noble,

go

with you? Or great estate, of fresh and stainless youth;

Seb. By your patience, no: my stars shine darkla voices well divulg’d, free, learn’d, and valiant, kly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, per. And, in dimension, and the shape of nature,

haps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of A gracious person: but yet I cannot love him;

you your leave, that I may bear my evils alone: It He might have took his answer long ago.

were a bad recompense for your love, to lay any of

them on you. Vio. If I did love you in my maste's ilame, With such a suffering, such a deadly life,

Ant. Let me yet know of you, whither you are

bound. In your

denial I would find no sense, I would not understand it.

Seb. No, 'sooth, sir; my determinate voyage is Oli,

mere extravagancy. Why, what would you?

But I perceive in you so exVio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate,

cellent a touch of modesty, that you will not extort And call upon my soul within the house ;

from me what I am willing to keep in ; therefore it Write loyal cantons of contemned love,

charges me in manners the rather to expressl3 my

self, And sing them loud even in the dead of night;

You must know of me, then, Antonio, my

name is Sebastian, which I called Rodorigo : my your name to the reverberate hills,

father way that Sebastian of Messaline, 14 whom, I And make the babbling gossip of the air* Cry out, Olivia! 0, you should not rest

know, you have heard of: he left behind him myBetween the elements of air and earth,

self, and a sister, both born in an hour. If the hea. But you should pity, me.

vens had been pleased, 'would we had so ended! ok. You might do much: What is your parent- you iook me from the breach of the sea, was my

but, you, sir, altered that; for, some hour before V19. Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:

sister drowned. I am a gentleman.

Ant. Alas, the day!
Oh,
Get you to your lord ;

Seb. A lady, sir, though it was said she much I cannot love him: let him send no more;

resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiCnless, perchance, you come to me again,

ful: but, though I could not, with such estimable To tell me how he takes it. Fare you well:

wonder, 15 overfar believe that, yet thus far I will I thank you for your pains : spend this for me.

boldly publish her, she bore a mind that envy could Pos. I am no fee'd post, e lady; keep your purse; salt water, though I seem to drown her remem

not but call fair: she is drowned already, sir, with My master, not myself, lacks recompense.

brance again with more." I The old copy reads, "Look you, sir, such a one as 9 Proclamation of gentility. I was this present. M. Mason proposed to read “ Look 10 Count.

tu, ir, such as once I was, this presruls.' The sim. 11 i. e. she fears that her eyes had formed so flattering pide emendation in the text, which I have ventured upon, an idea of the supposed youth Cesario, that she should mukes it intelligible. We may by the slight transpo. not have strength of mind sufficient to resist the impres

on of a word make it explain itself: ‘Look you, sir, sion. sah a one I was, as this presents.'

12 i. e. we are not our own masters, we cannot govern ? Blended, mixed together.

ourselveg; ove for own, possC88. 3 Shakspeare has a similar thonght repeated in his 13 Reveal. wurd, uirth, elevenih, and thirteenth sonnets.

14 Probably intended for Metelin, an island in the ii. e, appraise.

Archipelago. 6 Well spoken of by the world.

15 i. c. esteeming wonder, or wonder and esteem. 6 Cantos, verres.

16 There is a similar false thought in Hamlet : 1 A moel beautiful expression for an echo

"Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelie,

And therefore I forbid my tears.'

Holla

age ?

16

Messenger.

Ani. Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment. Sir And. Nay, by my troth, I know not : but ! Seb. O, good Antonio, forgive me your trouble. know to be uplate, is to be up late.

Ant. If you will not murder me for my love, let Sir To. A false conclusion; I hate it as an unme be your servant.

filled can: To be up after midnight, and to go to Seb. If you will not undo what you have done, bed then, is early ; so that to go to bed after midthat is, kill him whom you have recovered, desire night, is to go to bed betimes. Do not our lives it not. Fare ye well at once; my bosom is full of consist of the four clements ? kindness; and I am yet so near the manners of my Sir. And. 'Faith, so they say; but, I think, it mother,' that upon the least occasion more, mine rather consists of eating and drinking,” eyes will tell tales of me. I am bound to the count Sir To. Thou art a scholar; let us therefore cat Orsino's court : farewell.

[Erit. and drink.-Marian, I say!-a stoop of wine! Ant. The gentleness of all the gods go with thee!

Enter Clown. I have many enemies in Orsino's court,

Sir And. Here comes the fool, i'faith. Else would'I very shortly see thee there :

Clo. Hlow now, my hearts? Did you never sce But, come what may, I do adore thee so,

the That danger shall seem sport, and I will go. [Exit.

picture

ture of we three ? :

Sir. To. Welcome, ass, now let's have a catch. SCENE II. A Street. Enter VioLA; MALVO- Sir And. By my troth, the fool has an excelLIO following:

lent breast.? I had rather than forty shillings I had Mal. Wero not you even now with the countess such a leg; and so sweet a breath to sing, as the

fool has. Olivia ?

In sooth, thou wast in very gracious Vio. Even now, sir ; on a moderate pace I have fooling last night, when thou spokest of Pigrogrosince arrived but hither.

mitus, of the Vapians passing the equinoctial of Mal. She returns this ring to you, sir; you might Queubus; 'twas very good, faith. I sent thee have saved me my pains, io have taken it away sixpence for thy leman:10 Hadst it? yourself. She adds moreover, that you should put

Clo. I did impeticos thy gratillity ;'! for Malvoyour lord into a desperate assurance she will none lio's nose is no whipstock: My lady has a white of him: And one thing more; that you be never so hand, and the Myrmidons are no bottle-ale houses. hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to

Sir And. Excellent! Why, this is the best fool.

ing, when all is done. Now a song. report your lord's taking of this. Receive it so. Vio. She took the ring of me!—I'll none of it.

Sir To. Come on; there is sixpence for you; Mal. Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to hur; let's have a song.

Sir And. There's a testril of me too: is ono and her will is, it should be so returned: if it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your eye; if not, knight give a be it his that finds it.

(Pail.

Clo. Would you have a love-song, or a song of Vio. I left no ring with her: What means this lady? good life? Fortune forbid my outside have not charm'd her!

Sir To. A love-song, a love-song. She made good view of me; indeed so much,

Sir And. Ay, ay; I care not for good life. That, sure methought her eyes had lost her tongue,"

SONG For she did speak in starts distractedly.

Clo. O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion 0, stay and hear ; your true love's coming, Invites me in this churlish messenger.

Thut can sing both high and low : None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none.

Trip no further, pretty sureting; I am the man ;-- If it be so, (as 'tis,)

Journeys endl in lovers' mecting, Poor lady, she were better love a dream.

Every wise man's son doth know. Disguise, I see, thou art a wickedness,

Sir And. Excellent good, i'faith! Wherein the preunan enemy does much.

Sir To. Good, good. How easy is it for the proper-false"

Clo. What is love? 'tis not herealer; In woman's waxen hearts to set their formg !

Present mirth hath present laughter ;
Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we;

IV hat's to come is still wusure :
For, such as we are made of, such we be.
How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly :

In delay there lies no plenty ;

Then come kiss me, sweet-find-twenty,':
And I, poor monster, fond as much on him;

Youth's a staff' will not endure.
And she, mistaken, seems to doto on me :
What will become of this! As I am man,

Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knighi. My state is desperato for my master's love;

Sir To. A contagious breath. As I am woman, now alas the day!

Sir Anul. Very sweet and contagious, i'faith. What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breatho ?

Sir To. To hear by the nose, it is dulcet in O time, thou must untangle this, not I;

tagion. But shall we make the welkin dancers It is too hard a knot for me to untie. [Exit. deed? Shall we rouse the night-owl in a catch, that

will draw three souls out of one weaver ? 14 shall we SCENE III.- A Room in Olivia's House. Enter do that? Sir Toby Belch, and SIR ANDREW AGUE

8 Alluding to an old common sign representing tira CHEEK.

fools or loggerheads, under which was inscribexl, We Sir To. Approach, Sir Andrew: not to be a-bed three loggerheads be. after midnight, is to be up betimes ; and diluculo 9 i. e. Voice. In Fiddes's Life of Wolsey, Aprend. p. surgere, thou know'st.

123, “Singing men well breasted.' The phrase is com.

mon to all writers of the poet's age. 1 So, in Henry V. Act v. Sc. 6.

10 i e, mistress. * And all my mother came into my eyes.)

11 The greater part of this scene, which the commen. 2 i. e. the fixed and cager view she took or me per- tators have cndeavoured to explain, is mere gracions verted the use of her tongue, and made her talk dis. fooling, and was hardly meant to be seriously undertractedly. 3 Dexterous, ready fiend.

stood. The Clown uses the same fantastic language 4 How easy is it for the proper (i. e. fair in their ar- before. By some the phrase has been thought to mean pearance,) and false (i. e. deceitful, to make an im. I did impeiticoat or impocket thy gratuity. pression on the easy hearts of women!

12 Swtel-and-tuenty, appears to have been an an. 6 Suit, or fit.

cient term of endearment. 6 Diluculo surgere, saluberrimum est. This adage 13 Drink till the sky seems to turn round, Is in Lilly's Grammar.

14 Shakspeare represents weavers as inuch given to 7 A rilicule of the medical thcory of that time, which harmony in his time. The peripatetic philosophy then supposed health to consist in the just temperament of in vogue liberally gave every man three souls, the rethe four elements in the human frame. Homer agrees getatire or plastic, the animal, and the rational. Thus, with Sir Andrew :

in Hutton's Dictionary, 1583, Plato feigned the soul to strength consista in spirits and in blood, be threefold, whereof he placed reason in the head, an. And those are ow'd to generous wine and food.? ger in the breast, deeire or lust under the heart, liver,

Iliad ix. I lites, Scc.' But it may be doubted whether any allusion

In

Sir And. An you love me, let's do't: I am dog Mal. Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's faat a catch.

vour at any thing more than contempt, you would Clo. By’r lady, sir, and some dogs will catch well. not give means for this uncivil rulo; she shall Sir And. Most certain : let our catch be, Thou know of it, by this hand.

(Erit, krave.

Mar. Go shake your ears. Cio. Hold thy peace, thou knave, knight? I shall Sir And. "Twere as good a deed as to drink be constrain’d in't, to call thee knave, knight. when a man's a hungry,to challenge him to the field;

Sir And. 'Tis not the first time I have constrain’d and then to break promise with him, and make a one to call me knave. Begin, fool ; it begins, Hold fool of him. thy peace."

Sir To. Do't knight ; I'll write thee a challenge; Clo. I shall never begin, if I hold my peace. or I'll deliver thy indignation to him by word of Sir And. Good, i'faith! Come, begin.

mouth. [They sing a catch. Mar. Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for to-night; Enter MARIA.

since the youth of the count's was to-day with my

lady, she is much out of quiet. For monsieur MalMar. What a caterwauling do you keep here ! volio, let me alone with him: if I do not gull him If my lady have not called up her steward, Malvo- into a nay-word, '° and make him a common recrelio, and bid him turn you out of doors, never írust me. ation, do not think I have wit enough to lie straight

Su To. My lady's a Catalan,- we are politi- in my bed: I know I can do it. cians ; Malvolio's à Peo-a-Ramsey, 3 and "Three Sir To. Possess us,'' possess us ; tell us somemerry men we be. Am not I consanguineous ? am thing of him. I not of her blood ? Tilley-valley, lady! There Dlar. Marry, sir, sometimes he is a kind of Pudaeit a man in Babylon, larty, larly ! (Singing. ritan.

Clo. Beshrew me,the knight's in admirable fooling. Sir And. O, if I thought that, I'd beat him like

Sir And. Ay, he does well enough, if he be disa a dog. posed, and so do I too; he does it with a better Sir To. What, for being a Puritan ? thy exquigrace, but I do it more natural.

site reason, dear knight? Sir To. O, the twelfth day of December, : – Sir And. I have no exquisite reason for't, but I

(Singing. have reason good enough. Ma. For the love o' God, peace.

Mar. The devil a Puritan that he is, or any thing

constantly but a time pleaser; an affectionedi? ass, Enter MALVOLIO.

that cons siate without book, and utters it by great Mal. My masters, are you mad? or what are you! swarths :13 the best persuaded of himself, so cramHave you no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gah- med, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his ble like iinkers at this ume of night? Do you make ground of faith, that all, that look on him, love him; an alehouse of my lady's house, that ye squeak out and on that vice in him will my revenge find notayour coziers' catches without any mitigation or ble cause to work. remorse of voice? Is there no respect of place, Sir To. What wilt thou do? persons, nor time, in you?

Mar. I will drop in his way some obscure episSir To. We did keep time, sir, in our catches. ties of love ; wherein, by the colour of his beard, the

shape of his leg, the manner of his gait, the exMal. Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My pressure of his eye, forehead, and complexion, ho lady bade me tell yon, that thouşh she harbours you shall find himself most feelingly personated : I can as her kinsman, she's nothing allied to your disor- write very like my lady, your niece; on a forgotten ders. If you can separate yourself from your mis- matter we can hardly make distinction of our hands. demeanors, you are welcome to the house; if not, Sir To. Excellent ! I sinell a device. an it would please you to take leave of her, she is Sir And. I have't in my nose too. Fery willing to bid you farewell.

Sir To. He shall think, by the letters that thou Su To. Farcud, dear heart, since I must needs be wilt drop, that they come from my niece, and that gome,

she is in love with him. Mar. Nay, good Sir Toby.

Mar. My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. Clo. His eyes do show his days are almost done. Sir And. And your horse now would make him Ma. Is't even so? Sir To. But I will never die,

Mar. Ass, I doubt not. Clo. Sir Toby, there you lie.

Sir And, 0, 'twill be admirable. Mal. This is much credit to you.

Mar. Sport royal, I warrant you: I know, my Sir To. Shall I bid him go ?

(Singing. physic will work with him. I will plant you two, Cl. IV hot an if you do?

and let the fool make a third, where he shall find Sir To. Shall I bid him go, and spare not ? the letter; observe lis construction of it. For this Clo. O no, no, no, no, you dare not.

night, to bed; and dream on the event. Farewell. Sir To. Out o time ! sir, ye lie.--Art any more

[Exit. than a steward? Dost thou think, because thou art Sir To. Good night, Penthesilea. 14 virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale ? Sir And. Before me, she's a good wench.

Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be Sir To. She's a beagle, true bred, and ono that hot i'the mouth too.

adores me; What o that? Sir To. Thou’rt i'the right.-Go, sir, rub your chain with crums:-A stoop of wine, Maria!

• Three merry men are we,' &c.

The latter was com

posed by W. Lawes, and may bo found in Playford's torbis division of souls was intended. Sir Toby rather Musical Companion, 1673. meant that the catch should be so harmonious that it 6 Cobblers, or botchers. Dr. Johnson interprets It would hale the soul out of a weaver thrice over, a rho. tailors, but erroneously. domontade way of expressing, that it would give this 7 An interjection of contempt, signifying, go hang warm lover of song thrice more delight than it would yourself, or go und be hanged. give another man.

8 Stewards anciently wore a chain of silver or gold, ! This catch is to be found in “Pammelia, Musickos as a mark of superiority, as did other principal servants. Miscellanie, 1618. The words and music are in the Wolsey's chief cook is described by Cavendish as wearVariorum Shakspeare.

ing ' velvet or satin with a chain of gold. One of the 2 This word generally signified a sharper. Sir To: methods used to clean gilt plate was rubbing it with by is too drunk for precision, and uses it merely as a term of reproach.

9 Behaviour, or conduct. Hence gambols and fro. 3 Naine of an obecene old song.

licsome hehaviour was called mis-rule. 4 An interjection of contempt equivalent to fiddlc. 10 By-word. 11 Inform us. 12 Affected. faddle, possibly from the Latin Titicillitium.

13 i. e. by great parcels or heaps. Swarths are the 5 Sir Toby, in his cups, is full of the fragments of rows of grass left by the scythe of the mower. old ballads : such as, 'There dweli a man in Babylon.') 14 Amazon.

Sneck up!

an ass.

crums.