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Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN.
Seb. I would not, by my will, have troubled you; But, since you make your pleasure of your pains, I will no further chide you.
Ant. I could not stay behind you; my desire, More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth; And not all love to see you, (though so much, As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,). But jealousy what might befall your travel, Being skilless in these parts; which to a stranger, Unguided, and unfriended, often prove Rough and unhospitable: My willing love, The rather by these arguments of fear, Set forth in your pursuit. Seb.
My kind Antonio,
'Would, you'd pardon me; I do not without danger walk these streets: Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the Count his gallies,
© But, were my worth,] Worth, i. e. wealth or fortune.
I did some service; of such note, indeed,
Seb. Belike, you slew great number of his people.
Ant. The offence is not of such a bloody nature;
Do not then walk too open.
Seb. Why I your purse?
Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy
Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for
I do remember.
[Exeunt. SCENE IV. Olivia's Garden.
Why I your eye hase; and ire
Enter Olivia and MARIA.
Oli. I have sent after him: He says, he'll come;) How shall I feast him? what bestow on hiin?
Malvolio. He's coa sure po
For youth is bought more oft, than begg’d, or bor
He's coming, madam;
Oli. Why, what's the matter? does he save?
Oli. Go call hiin hither. I'm as mad as he, If sad and merry madness equal be.
Enter Malvolio. How now, Malvolio?
Mal. Sweet lady, ho, ho. [Smiles fantastically.
Oli. Smil'st thou?
Mal. Sad, lady? I could be sad: This does make some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering; But what of that, if it please the eye of one, it is with me as the very true sonnet is: Please one, and please all.
Oli. Why, how dost thou, man? what is the matter with thee?
Mal. Not black in my mind, though yellow in my legs: It did come to his hands, and commands shall be executed. I think, we do know the sweet Roman hand.
Oli. Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?
Mal. To bed? ay, sweet-heart; and I'll come to thee.
Oli. God comfort thee! Why dost thou sinile so, and kiss thy hand so oft?
Mar. How do you, Malvolio?
Mal. At your request? Yes; Nightingales answer daws.
Mar. Why appear you with this ridiculous boldness before my lady?
Mal. Be not afraid of greatness:-'Twas well writ.
Oli. What meanest thou by that, Malvolio?
Mal. Remember, who commended thy yellow stockings;
Oli. Thy yellow stockings ?
Mal. Go to : thou art made, if thou desirest to 'be so;
Enter Servant. Ser. Madam, the young gentleman of the count Orsino's is returned ; I could hardly entreat him back : he attends your ladyship's pleasure.
Oli. I'll come to him. [Ēxit Servant.7 Good Maria, let this fellow - be looked to. Where's my cousin .Toby? Let some of my people have a special care of him ; I would not have him miscarry for the half of my dowry.
8 midsummer madness.] 'Tis midsummer moon with you, is a proverb in Ray's Collection; signifying, you are mad.
[Exeunt OLIVIA and MARIA. Mal. Oh, ho! do you come near me now? no worse man than sir Toby to look to me? This concurs directly with the letter : she sends him on purpose, that I may appear stubborn to him ; for she incites me to that in the letter. Cast thy humo ble slough, says she ;-be opposite with a kinsman, surly with servants,-let thy tongue tang with arguments of state, put thyself into the trick of singularity ;- and, consequently, sets down the manner how; as, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in the habit of some sir of note, and so forth. I have limed her ;' but it is Jove's doing, and Jove: make me thankful! And, when she went away now, Let this fellow be looked to : Fellow!' not Malvolio, nor after my degree, but fellow. Why, every thing adheres together; that no dram of a scruple, no scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous or unsafe circumstance, What can be said ? Nothing, that can be, can come between me and the full prospect of my hopes. . Well, Jove, not I, is the doer of this, and he is to be thanked.
Re-enter MARIA, with Sir Toby Belch, and
FABIAN. . Sir To. Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? If all the devils in hell be drawn in little, and Legion himself possessed him, yet I'll speak to him.
9- I have limed her;] I have entangled or caught her. , - Fellow.'] This word, which originally signified companion, was not yet totally degraded to its present meaning ; and Malvolio takes it in the favourable sense. Johnson.