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(lo. Ay, sir ; we are some of her trappings. Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you give me;

Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate, good fellow?

Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither : worse for my friends.

That most ingrateful boy there, by your side, Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth friends.

Did I redeem ; a wreck past hope he was: Clo. No, sir, the worse.

His life I gave him, and did thereto add Duke. How can that be ?

My love, without retention, or restraint, Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass All his in dedication : for his sake, of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass : so Did I expose myself, pure for his love, that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of Into the danger of this adverse town; myself; and by my friends I am abused : so that, Drew to defend him, when he was beset ; conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives Where being apprehended, his false cunning, make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for (Not meaning to partake with me in danger,) my friends, and the better for


Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, Duke. Why, this is excellent.

And grew a twenty-years-removed thing, Clo. By my troth, sir, no ; though it please you While one would wink; denied me mine own purse, to be one of my friends.

Which I had recommended to his use Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me ; there's Not half an hour before. gold.


How can this be? Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I Duke. When came he to this town? would you could make it another.

Ant. To-day, my lord ; and for three months Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.

before, Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this (No interim, not a minute's vacancy,) once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.

Both day and night did we keep company. Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a double-dealer; there's another.

Enter Olivia and Attendants. Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and

Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven the old saying is, the third pays for all: the tripler,

walks on earth. sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are madness : St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind : One, two, Three months this youth hath tended upon me; three.

But more of that anon. - Take him aside. Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at

Oli. What would my lord, but that he may not this throw : if you will let your lady know, I am

have, here to speak with her, and bring her along with Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ? may awake my bounty further.

Cesario, you do not keep promise wi:h me. Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come

Vio. Madam ? again. I go, sir ; but I would not have you to

Duke. Gracious Olivia, think, that desire of having is the sin of covetous- Oli. What do you say, Cesario ? ness : but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a

lord, nap, I will awake it anon.

[Erit Clown. Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes me.

Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, Enter Antonio and Officers.

It is as fat 8 and fulsome to mine ear, l'io. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.

As howling after musick. Duke. That face of his I do remember well;


Still so cruel ? Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd

Oli. Still so constant, lord. As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war :

Duke. What ! to perverseness? you uncivil lady, A bawbling vessel was he captain of,

To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable ; My soul the faithfull’st offerings hath breath'd out, With which such scathful grapple did he make

That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do? With the most noble bottom of our fleet,

Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall b:That very envy, and the tongue of loss,

come him. Cry'd fame and honour on him.- What's the matter? Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it, i Off Orsino, this is that Antonio,

Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death, That took the Phænix, and her fraught? from Kill what I love; a savage jealousy, Candy;

That sometime savours nobly? – But hear me this: And this is he, that did the Tiger board,

Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, When your young nephew Titus lost his leg: And that I partly know the instrument Here in the streets, desperate of shame, and state,

That screws me from my true place in your favour, In private brabble did we apprehend him.

Live you, the marble-breasted tyrant, still ; Vio

. He did me kindness, sir ; drew on my side; But this your minion, whom, I know, you love, But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me,

And whom, by heaven, I swear, I tender dearly, I know not what 'twas, but distraction,

Him will I tear out of that cruel eye,

Where he sits crowned in his master's spite. What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies

, Come boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in misWhom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear,

chief : Hast made thine enemies ?

I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love, Ant.

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l'io. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. have hurt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody

[Following coxcomb. Oli. Where


Cesario ? Vio.

After him I love,

Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Clown. More than I love these eyes, more than my life, Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear more: More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife:

but if he had not been in drink, he would have If I do feign, you witnesses above,

tickled you othergates 9 than he did. Punish my life, for tainting of my love !

Duke. How now, gentleman? how is't with you ? Oli. Ah me, detested! how am I beguil'd!

Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and Vio. Who does beguile you? who does do you there's the end on't. Sot, did’st see Dick surgeon, wrong?

sot? Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself! Is it so long ! Clo. O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone; his Call forth the holy father. (Erit an Attendant.

eyes were set at eight i'the morning. Duke.

Come away. (To Viola. Sir To. Then he's a rogue, and a passy-measures Oli. Whither, my lord ? — Cesario, husband, stay. pavin'; I hate a drunken rogue. Duke. Husband ?

Oli. Away with him: Who hath made this havock Oli.

Ay, husband; Can he that deny? with them ? Duke. Her husband, sirrah ?

Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll Vio.

No, my lord, not I. be dressed together. Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear,

Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxThat makes thee strangle thy propriety :

comb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull ? Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up;

Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to. Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art

[Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir ANDREW. As great as that thou fear'st. - O, welcome, father: Re-enter Attendant and Priest.

Enter SEBASTIAN. Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,

Scb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsHere to unfold (though lately we intended

man ; To keep in darkness, what occasion now

But had it been the brother of my blood, Reveals before 'tis ripe,) what thou dost know I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. Hath newly past between this youth and me. You throw a strange regard upon me, and

Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love, By that I do perceive it hath offended you ; Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows Attested by the holy close of lips,

We made each other but so late ago. Strengthen'd by interchangement of your rings; Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two And all the ceremony of this compact

persons ; Seal'd in my function, by my testimony:

A natural perspective, that is, and is not. Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio ! grave,

How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me, I have travell'd but two hours,

Since I have lost thee! Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be, Ant. Sebastian are you? When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case ?


Fear'st thou that, Antonio? Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow,

Ant. How have you made division of yourself?— That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow ? An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin Farewell, and take her ; but direct thy feet,

Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian ? Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.

Oli. Most wonderful! Vio. My lord, I do protest,

Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother: Oli.

0, do not swear; Nor can there be that deity in my nature, Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear. Of here and every where. I had a sister,

Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd :Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEKK, with his head

Of charity, what kin are you to me? [T, Viola. broke. Sir And. For the love of heaven, a surgeon ;

What countryman ? what name? what parentage ?

Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father; send one presently to sir Toby. Oli. What's the matter?

Such a Sebastian was my brother too, Sir And. He has broke my head across, and has If spirits can assume both form and suit,

So went he suited to his watery tomb : given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the love you come to fright us. of heaven, your help: I had rather than forty


A spirit I am, indeed; pound, I were at home.

But am in that dimension grossly clad, Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ?

Which from the womb I did participate. Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Cesario : we took him for a coward, but he's the very devii Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,

I should my tears let fall upon your cheek, incardinate.

And say — Thrice welcome, drown'd Viola!
Duke. My gentleman, Cesario!
Sir And. Od's lifelings, here he is : You broke

Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.

Seb. And so had mine. my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set

Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth on to do't by sir Toby,

Had number'd thirteen years.
Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you:

Seb. O, that record is lively in soul!
You drew your sword upon me, without cause;
But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.

9 Otherways.

1 Serious dances


He finished, indeed, his mortal act.

you much shame.

Think of me as you please. 1 That day that made my sister thirteen years. leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both,

my injury.

The madly used Malvolio, But this my masculine usurp'd attire,

Oli. Did he write this? Do not embrace me, till each circumstance

Clo. Ay, madam. Of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump,

Duke. This savours not much of distraction. That I ain Viola : which to confirm,

Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither. I'll bring you to a captain in this town,

[Erit Fabian. Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help My lord, so please you, these things further thought I was preserv'd, to serve this noble count:

on, All the occurrence of my fortune since

To think me as well a sister as a wife, Hath been between this lady and this lord. One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you, Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been mistook : Here at my house, and at my proper cost.


Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace your But nature to her bias drew in that.

offer. You would have been contracted to a maid ; Your master quits you ; (To Viola) and, for your Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived,

service done him, You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.

So much against the mettle 4 of your sex, Duke. Be not amaz'd; right noble is his blood. So far beneath your soft and tender breeding, If this be so, as yet the glass seems true,

And since you call'd me master for so long,
I shall have share in this most happy wreck : Here is my hand; you shall from this time be
Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, Your master's inistress.


A sister ? — you are she. Thou never should'st love woman like to me.

Re-enter Fabian, with MalvoLIO.
Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear ;

Duke. Is this the madman ?
And all those swearings keep as true in soul,
As doth that orbed continent the fire


Ay, my lord, the same : That severs day from night.

How now, Malvolio?

Give me thy hand;

Madam, you have done me wrong,

Notorious wrong. And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds.


Have I Malvolio? no.
Vio. The captain, that did bring me first on shore,
Hath my maid's garments : he, upon some action,

Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you peruse that letter: Is now in durance ; at Malvolio's suit,

You must not now deny it is your hand, A gentleman, and follower of my lady's.

Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase ; Oli. He shall enlarge him ; - Fetch Malvolio Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention : hither: –

You can say none of this : Well, grant it then, And yet, alas, now I remember me,

And tell me, in the modesty of honour, They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract. Why you have given me such clear lights of favour;

Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd to you, Re-enter Clown, with a Letter.

To put on yellow stockings, and to frown A most extracting frenzy of mine own

Upon sir Toby, and the lighter people : From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.

And, acting this in an obedient hope, How does he, sirrah ?

Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd, Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest, stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do : he and made the most notorious geck ", and gull

, has here writ a letter to you; I should have given That e'er invention play'd on ? tell me why. it to you to-day morning; but as a madman's epis

Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, tles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they But out of question, 'tis Maria's hand.

Though I confess much like the character : are delivered. Oli. Open it, and read it.

And now I do bethink me, it was she Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool First told me, thou wast mad; then cam’st in smiling, delivers the madman : - By the Lord, madam,

And in such forms which here were presuppos'd Oli. How now! art thou mad ?

Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content: Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness : an your But when we know the grounds and authors of it,

This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee; ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow vor.?

Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge

Of thine own cause.
Oli. Pr'ythee, read i'thy right wits.
Clo. So I do, madonna ; but to read his right


Good madam, hear me speak; wits, is to read thus : therefore perpend , my prin- and let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come,

Taint the condition of this present hour, cess, and give ear. Oli. Read it you, sirrah.

Which I have wonder'd at. [To Fabian.

In hope it shall not, Fab. [Reads.) By the Lord, madam, you wrong

Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby, me, and the world shall know it: though you have Set this device against Malvolio here, put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as

We had conceived against him : Maria writ well as your ladyship. I have your own letter that The letter, at sir Toby's great importance 6 ; induced me to the semblance I put on; with the In recompense whereof, he hath married her. which I doubt not but to do myself much right, or

How with a sportful malice it was follow'd,
4 Frame and constitution,

3 Fool. 3 Attend.

6 Importunity.

: Voice

May rather pluck on laughter than revenge ; For so you shall be, while you are a man:
If that the injuries be justly weigh’d,

But, when in other habits you are seen,
That have on both sides past.

Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. (Excunt. Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee !

SONG. Clo. Why, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness throun


them. I Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy, was one, sir, in this interlude; one sir Topas, sir;

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, but that's all one: - - By the Lord, fool, I am not A foolish thing was but a toy, mad; — But do you remember? Madam, why laugh

For the rain it raineth every day. you at such a barren rascal ? an you smile not, he's

But when I come to man's estate, gaggd: And thus the whirligig of time brings in

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, his revenges.

'Gainst knave and thief men shut their gate, Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you.

For the rain it raineth every day.
( Erit.

But when I came, alas ! to wive,
. He hath been most notoriously abus'd.
Dike. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace :

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, He hath not told us of the captain yet;

By swaggering could I never thrive, When that is known and golden time convents,

For the rain it raineth every day. A solemu combination shall be made

A great while ago the world begun, Of our dear souls – Mean time, sweet sister,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, We will not part from hence - Cesario, come,

Bul that's all one, our play is done,

And we'll strive to please you every day. : Shall serve.




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Tuis comedy contains scenes which are truly | And, finally, when he thought his object accomworthy of the first of dramatic poets. Isabella plished, he ordered Claudio to be murdered, in pleading with Angelo in behalf of mercy to her violation of his most solemn engagements. brother, and afterwards insisting that his life must These are the crimes, which, in the language of not be purchased by the sacrifice of her chastity, Mariana, are expressed by the words a little bad; is an object of such interest, as to make the reader and with a perfect knowledge of Angelo's having desirous of overlooking the many great defects committed them, she which are to be found in other parts of this play.

“ Craves no other, nor no better man. The story is little suited to a comedy. The wickedness of Angelo is so atrocious, that I recollect only

Claudio's life having been preserved by the Proone instance of a similar kind being recorded in vost, it would not, perhaps, have been lawful to history * ; and that is considered by many persons have put Angelo to death; but the Duke might as of doubtful authority. His crimes, indeed, are with great propriety have addressed him in the not completed, but he supposes them to be so; words of Bolingbroke to Exton :and his guilt is as great as it would have been, if the person of Isabella had been violated, and the “ Go, wander through the shades of night,

“ And never show thy head by day nor light."

This monhead of Ragozine had been Claudio's. ster of iniquity appears before the Duke, defending

Other parts of the play are not without faults. his cause with unblushing boldness; and after the The best characters act too much upon a system of detection of his crimes, he can scarcely be said to duplicity and falsehood; and the Duke, in the first receive any punishment. A hope even expressed

act, trifles cruelly with the feelings of Isabella, that he will prove a good husband, but for no good allowing her to suppose her brother to be dead

namely, because he has been a little bad. much longer than the story of the play required. Angelo abandoned bis contracted wife for the most Lucio is inconsistent as well as profligate

. He despicable of all reasons, the loss of her fortune. appears, in the first act, as the friend of Claudio

, He added to his guilt not only insensibility to her and in the fifth he assists the cause of Angelo

, affliction, but the detestable aggravation of injuring whom he supposes to be his murderer. Lastly

, her reputation by an unfounded slander; ascribing the indecent expressions with which many of the his desertion of Mariana to levity in her conduct, scenes abound are so interwoven with the story, of which she never was guilty. He afterwards that it is extremely difficult to separate the one betrayed the trust reposed in him by the Duke. from the other. He threatened Isabella that if she would not sur

I trust, however, that I have succeeded in doing render her virtue, he would not merely put her it, and I should not be sorry if the merit or demerit brother to death, but make

of the whole work were to be decided by the exa“ His death draw out to lingering sufferance." mination of this very extraordinary Play,

now printed in the Family Shakspeare.


as it is



VincentIO, Duke of Vienna.

Clown, Servant to Mrs. Overdone. ANGELO, Lord Deputy in the Duke's absence. ABHORSON, an Erecutioner. Escalus, an ancient Lord, joined with Angelo in the BARNARDINE, a dissolute Prisoner.

deputation. Claudio, a young Gentleman.

ISABELLA, Sister to Claudio. Lucio, a Fantastic.

Mariana, betrothed to Angelo. Two other like Gentlemen.

Juliet, beloved by Claudio. VARRIUS, a Gentleman, Servant to the Duke.

FRANCISCA, a Nun. Provost.


Two Friars. PETER,

Lords, Gentlemen, Guards, Officers, and other Elbow, a simple Constable.

SCENE, — Vienna.


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