DRAMATIS PERSONE. ORSINO, Duke of Illyria. SEBASTIAN, Brother to Viola. ANTONIO, a Sea-Captain, Friend to Sebastian. VALENTINE, CURIO, } Gentlemen attending on the Duke. Sir TOBY BELCH, Uncle to Olivia. MALVOLIO, Steward to Olivia. Lords, Priests, Officers, Sailors, Musicians, and Attendants. SCENE: A City in Illyria; and the Sea-Coast near it. TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL. ACT I. SCENE I.- An Apartment in the DUKE's Palace. Enter DUKE, CURIO, Lords; Musicians attending. DUKE. F music be the food of love, play on; If music be the fort, that, susciting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. - Enough! no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute! So full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high-fantastical. Curio. Will you go hunt, my lord? Duke. Cur. What, Curio ? The hart. Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have: O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, How now? what news from And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, Valentine. mitted, Enter VALENTINE. So please my lord, I might not be ad But from her handmaid do return this answer: Duke. O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame, To pay this debt of love but to a brother, That live in her! when liver, brain, and heart, [Exeunt. SC. II. TWELFTH NIGHT. 157 SCENE II. The Sea-coast. Enter VIOLA, Captain, and Sailors. Viola. What country, friends, is this? Captain. This is Illyria, lady. What think you, Vio. And what should I do in Illyria? sailors? Cap. It is perchance that you yourself were sav'd. Vio. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, may he be. Cap. True, madam ; and to comfort you with chance, Assure yourself, after our ship did split, When you, and those poor number saved with you, Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, Most provident in peril, bind himself (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice) I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves, Vio. For saying so, there's gold: Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, The like of him. Know'st thou this country? Not three hours' travel from this very place. Vio. Who governs here? Cap. A noble duke, in nature as in name. Cap. Orsino. Vio. Orsino! I have heard my father name him: He was a bachelor then. Cap. And so is now, or was so very late: For but a month ago I went from hence, And then 'twas fresh in murmur, (as, you know, What great ones do, the less will prattle of,) That he did seek the love of fair Olivia. Vio. What's she? Cap. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count That died some twelvemonth since; then leaving her In the protection of his son, her brother, Who shortly also di'd: for whose dear love, They say, she hath abjur'd the company And sight of men. Vio. O that I serv'd that lady, Cap. That were hard to compass, Because she will admit no kind of suit; No, not the Duke's. Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, Captain; And though that Nature with a beauteous wall Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee I will believe thou hast a mind that suits |