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Clo. Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to visit Malvolio the lunatick.

Mal. Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to my lady.

Clo. Out, hyperbolical fiend! how vexest thou this man? talkest thoil nothing but of ladies ?

Sir To. Well said, master parson.

Mal. Sir Sopas, never was man thus 'wrong'd : good sir Topas, do not think I am mad: they have laid me here in hideous darkness.

Clo Fye, thou dishonest Sathan! I call thee by the most modest terms;' for I am one of those gentle ones , that will use the devil himself with courtesy; Say'st thou, that house is dark?

Mal. As hell, Sir Topas.

Clo, Why, it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes, and the cicar

towards the south • north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest thou of obstruction?

Mal. I am not mad, Sir Topas ; I say to you, this house is dark.

Clo. Madman, thou errest: I say, there is no darkness, but ignorance; in which thou art more puzzled, than the Egyptians in their fog.

Mal. I say, this house is as dark as ignorance, though ignorance were as* dark as hell; and I

say, there was never man thus abused: I am no more mad than you are; make the trial of it in any .constant question.

Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras, concerning wild - fowl?

Mal. That the soul of our grandam' might haply inhabit a bird.

Clo. What think’st thou of this opinion ?

Mal. I think icobly of the soul, and no way arprove his opinion.

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Clo. Fare thee well: Remain thou still in darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras, ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well. | Mal. Sir Topas, Sir Topas,

Sir To. My most exquisite Sir Topas !
Clo. Nay, I am for all waters.

Mar. Thou might'st have done this without thy beard, and gown; he sees thee not.

Sir To. To him in thine own' voice, and bring me word how thou find'st him :

I would, were well rid of this knavery. If he may be conveniently deliver'd, I would he were; for I am now so far in offence with my niece, that I cannot pursue with any safety this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my chamber.

[Exeunt SIR TOBY and MARIA. CLO. Hey Robin, jolly Robin,

Tell me how thy lady does. (Singing. Mal. Fool, Clo. My lady is unkind, perdy. Mal. Fool, Clo. as, why is she so? Mal. Fool, I say ; Clo. She loves another Who calls, ha?

Mal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to a candle , and pen,

inh, and paper; as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee for't.

Clo. Master Malvolio.
Mal. Ay, good fool.

Clo. Alas, Sir, how fell you besides your five wits?

Mal. Fool, there was never man so notoriously abused : I am as well in my wits, food, as thou art.

Cio. But as well? then you are mad, indeed, if you be no better in your wits than a fool.

Mal. They have here property'd me; keep me in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do all they can to face me out of my wits.

Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister is here. Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore ! endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain bibble babble.

Mai. Sir Topas ,'

Clo. Maintain 110 words with him, good fellow. Who, I, Sir ? not I, Sir. God b'w'you, good Sir Topas. Marry , amcn I will, Sir, I will.

Mal. Fool, fool, fool, I say,

Clo. Alas, Sir, be patient. What say you, Sir ? I am shent for speaking to you.

Mal. Good fool, help me to some light, and some paper; I tell thee, I am as well in my wits, as any man in Illyria.

Clo. Well •a - day, that you were, Sir!

Mal. - By this hand, I am : Good fool, , some ink, paper, and light, and convey what I will set down to my lady; it shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of leitor did.

Clo. I will help you to'ti But tell me true, are you not mad indeed? or do you but counterfeit?

Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true.

Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I-sce. his brains, I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink.

Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree :
I prylhec, be gone.,
Clo. I am gone, Sir,

did anon, Sir,
I'll be with yoll again,

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Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see't: And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then? I could not find him at the Elephant: Yet there he was; and there I found this credit, That he did rauge the town to seek me out. His counsel now might do me golden service: For though my soul disputes well with my sense; That this may be some error, but 110 madness, Yet doth this accident and food of fortune So far exceed all instance, all discourse, That I am ready to distrust mine cycs, And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me To any other trust, but that I am mad, Or else the lady's inad; yet, if 'twere so, She could not sway her house, command her fol.'

lowers, Take, and give back, affairs, and their dispatch, With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing

As, I perceive, she does: there's something in't, That is deceivable. But here comes the lady.'

Enter OLIVIA, and a Priest.
Oli. Blame not this haste of mine: If you mean

well,
Now go with me, and with this holy man,
Into the chantry by: there, before him,
And underneath that consecrated roof,
Plight me the full assurance of your faith;
That my most jealous and too doubtful soul
May live at peace : He shall conceal it,
Whiles you are willing it shall come to note;
What time we will our celebration keep
According to my birth.

What do you say ?
Seb. I'll follow this good man, and

go And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. Oli. Then lead the way, good fatlier; And

heavens so shine, That they may fairly note this act of mine!

[Exeunt.

with you;

АСТү.

S C'E N E I.

The Street before Olivia's House.

Enter Clown, and FABIAN.

Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter.

Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another request.
Tab. Any thing.
Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.

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