« AnteriorContinuar »
Vio. My lord, I do protest,
O, do not swear; Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear.
Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK, with his head
Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon ; send one presently to sir Toby.
Oli. What's the matter?
Sir And. He has broke my head across, and has given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too : for the love of God, your help : I had rather than forty pound, I were at home. . Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ?
Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Cesario : we took him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate.
Duke. My gentleman, Cesario ?
Sir And. Od's lifelings, here he is :-You broke my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do't by sir Toby.
Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: You drew your sword upon me, without cause; But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.
Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.
Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Clown. Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear more : but if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled you othergates than he did.
Duke. How now, gentleman ? how is't with you?
Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and there's the end on't.—Sot, did’st see Dick surgeon,
Clo. O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone ; his eyes were set at eight i'the morning.
Sir To. Then he's a rogue. After a passy-measure, or a pavin, I hate a drunken rogue.
Oli. Away with him : Who hath made this havock with them?
Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll be dressed together.. : Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxcomb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull ?
Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd
[Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir Andrew.
Enter Sebastian. Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kins
man; But, had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. You throw a strange regard upon me, and By that I do perceive it hath offended you ; Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows We made each other but so late ago. Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two
Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio !
3 Then he's a rogue. After a passy-measure, or a pavin, I hate a drunken rogue.] i. e. next to a passy-measure or a pavin, &c. It is in character, that sir Toby should express a strong dislike of serious dances, such as the passamezzo and the pavun are described to be. Tyrwhitt.
4 A natural perspective,] A glass used for optical deception.
Ant. Sebastian are you?
Fear'st thou that, Antonio?
Oli. Most wonderful !
Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother :
Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father;
A spirit I am, indeed :
Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.
Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth Had number'd thirteen years.
Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul !
Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both,
Of charity,] i, e. out of charity, tell me, &c.
I'll bring you to a captain in this town,
Duke. Be not amaz’d; right noble is his blood. If this be so, as yet the glass seems true, I shall have share in this most happy wreck: Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times,
[T. VIOLA. Thou never should'st love woman like to me.
Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear ;
Give me thy hand ; And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds.
Vio. The captain, that did bring me first on shore, Hath my maid's garments: he, upon some action, Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit, A gentleman, and follower of my lady's. Oli. He shall enlarge him :-Fetch Malvolio
hither :And yet, alas, now I remember me, They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
Re-enter Clown, with a letter.
Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do : he has here writ a letter to you, I should have given it you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they are delivered.
Oli. Open it, and read it.
Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool delivers the madman :-By the Lord, madam,
Oli. How now! art thou mad ?
Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow vox.?
Oli. Pr’ythee, read i'thy right wits.
Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits, is to read thus : therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear. Oli. Read it you, sirrah.
To FABIAN. Fab. [reads. 1 By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world shall know it: though you have put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not but to do myself much right, or you much shame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury.
The madly-used Malvolio.
6 A most extracting frenzy -] i. e. a frenzy that drew me away from every thing but its own object.
7- you must allow yox.] i.e. my tone or voice.