Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO. Duke. Is this the madman! Oli. How now, Malvolio? Ay, my lord, the same. Madam, you have done me wrong, Have I, Malvolio? no. Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter. Why you have given me such clear lights of favour; Oli. Alas! Malvolio, this is not my writing, First told me thou wast mad: then cam'st thou in smiling, And in such forms which here were presuppos'd Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content. This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee; But, when we know the grounds and authors of it, Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge Of thine own cause. Fab. Good madam, hear me speak; And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, Taint the condition of this present hour, Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not, Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby, Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee! Clo. Why, some are born great, some achieve greutness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir; but that's all one. By the Lord, fool, I am not mad.—But do you remember? Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd. And thus the whirligig of Time brings in his revenges. Mul. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. [Exit. Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus'd. Of our dear souls.-Mean time, sweet sister, SONG. Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, [Exeunt. 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, But when I came, alas! to wive, But when I came unto my bed, [Exit. 1. Sound, K. ORIGINAL TEXT. 10. It. 2. Cool my. 3. Damn'd-colour'd. 4. And, K. 5. And. 6. Presents (?) 7. County's, K. 8. If, K. 9. Worn. 11. Mettle. |