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Enter Duke, Viola, and Attendants.
Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends?
Clo. Ay, fir; we are some of her trappings.

Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my good fellow?

Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.

Duke. Just the contrary, the better for thy friends.
Clo. No, fir, the worse.
Duke. How can that be?

Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly, I am an ass : so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused : so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for my

foes. Duke. Why, this is excellent. Elo. By my troth, fir, no ; though it please you to be my

friends. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me ; there's gold.

Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would you could make it another.

Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.

Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, fir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.

Duke. Well, I will be fo much a sinner to be a double dealer; there's another.

Clo. Primo, Secundo, tertio, is a good play ; and the old saying is, the third pays for all; the triplex, fir, is a good tripping measure; as the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind, One, two, three.

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Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at this throw: if


will let your lady know, I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you,


may bounty further.

Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, fir; but I would not have you to think, that my desire of having is the fin of covetousness: but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, and I will awake

[Exit Clown. Enter Antonio, and Officers. Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.

Duke. That face of his I do remember well
Yet, when I saw it lait, it was besmear'd
As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war :
A bawbling vessel was he captain of,
For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable;
With which 'such scathful grapple did he make
With the most noble bottom of our feet,
That very envy, and the tongue of loss,
Cry'd fame and honour on him—What's the matter?

i Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio,
That took the Phænix, and her fraught, from Candy:
And this is he, that did the Tyger board,
When your young nephew Titus lost his leg:
Here in the streets, 5 desperate of shame, and state,
In private brabble did we apprehend him.

Vio. He did me kindness, fir; drew on my side;
But, in conclusion, put ftrange speech upon me,
I know not what 'twas, but distraction.

Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief!

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What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies,
Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear,
Hast made thine enemies?

Ant. Orsino, noble fir,
Be pleas’d that I shake off these names you give me ;
Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate,
Though, I confess, on base and ground enough,
Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither :-
That most ungrateful boy there, by your side,
From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth
Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was :
His life I gave him, and did thereto add
My love, without retention, or restraint,
All his in dedication : for his fake,
Did I expose myself, pure for his love,
Into the danger of this adverse town;
Drew to defend him, when he was beset:
Where being apprehended, his false cunning,
(Not meaning to partake with me in danger)
Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance,

grew a twenty-years-removed thing,
While one would wink; deny'd me mine own purse,
Which I had recommended to his use
Not half an hour before.

Vio. How can this be?
Duke. When came he to this town?

Ant. To day, my lord; and for three months before, (No interim, not a minute's vacancy) Both day and night did we keep company.

Enter Olivia, and Attendants. Duke. Here comes the countess ; now heaven walks on


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But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are madness :
Three months this youth hath tended upon me;
But more of that anon. -Take him aside.

Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not have,
Wherein Olivia may seem ferviceable?
Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.

Vio. Madam?
Duke. Gracious Olivia, -
Oli. What do you say, Cesario?-Good my lord, -
Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes me.

Oli. If it be ought to the old tune, my lord,
It is as 'flat and fulsome to mine ear,
As howling after musick.

Duke. Still so cruel ?
Oli. Still fo constant, lord.

Duke. What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady,
To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars
My soul the faithfull’st offerings hath breath'd out,
That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do?
Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall become

Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it,
Like to the * Egyptian thief, at point of death,
Kill what I love ; a savage jealousy,
That sometimes favours nobly? But hear me this:
Since you to non-regardance .caft my faith,
And that I partly know the instrument,
That screws me from my true place in your favour,

the marbled-breasted tyrant, still ;
But this your minion, whom I know, you love,
And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly,


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Egyptian thief, ]— Thyamis—'Twas common with those Barbarians, when in desepraie circumitances, to murder their favourite mistresses.



Him will I tear out of that cruel

eye, Where he fits crowned in his master's spight.Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mischief: I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love, To spight a raven's heart within a dove. [Going

Vio. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. (Following.

Oli. Where goes Cesario?

Vio. After him I love,
More than I love these eyes, more than my life,
More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife:
If I do feign, you witnesses above,
Punish my life, for tainting of my

love! Oli. Ay me, detested! how am I beguild! Vio. Who does beguile you ? who does do you wrong?

Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long ?--
Call forth the holy father.
Duke. Come, away.

[To Viola,
Oli. Whither, my lord ?-Cesario, husband, stay.
Duke. Husband ?
Oli. Ay, husband; Can he that deny ?
Duke. Her husband, firrah ?
Vio. No, my lord, not l.

Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear,
That makes thee strangle thy propriety :
Fear not, Cefario, take thy fortunes up;
Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art
As great as that thou fear'st. O welcome, father!

Enter Priest.
Father, I charge thee by thy reverence,
Here to unfold (though lately we intended
To keep in darkness, what occasion now
Reveals before 'tis ripe) what thou doft know,
Hath newly past between this youth and me.

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