And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me Oli. Blame not this haste of mine: If you mean That they may fairly note this act of mine! SCENE I.-The Street before Olivia's House. Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter. Clo. Do not desire to see this letter. Fab. This is, to give a dog, and in recompense desire my dog again. Enter Duke, Viola, and Attendants. fellow? Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends. Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends. Cio. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass With which such scathful grapple did he make That took the Phoenix,and her fraught, from Candy; Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! Ant. Orsino, noble sir, Vio. How can this be? Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months before, (No interim, not a minute's vacancy,) Both day and night did we keep company. Enter Olivia and Attendants. Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven walks on earth. Vio. Madam? But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are madness: Three months this youth hath tended upon me; But more of that anon.-Take him aside. O. What would my lord, but that he may not have, Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable?Cesario, you do not keep promise with me. Duke. Gracious Olivia,Oli. What do you say, Cesario?-Good my lord,Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to Vio. My lord would speak, my duty hushes me. be one of my friends. Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, [gold. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there's It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, IAs howling after music. would you could make it another. Duke. O, you give me ill counsel. Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it. Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a double dealer; there 's another. Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all: the triplex, sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind; One, two, three. Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at this throw: if you will let your lady know I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake my bounty further. Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come Enter Antonio and Officers. A bawbling vessel was he captain of, For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable; Duke. Still so cruel! Oli. Still so constant, lord. Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of death, Oli. Where goes Cesario? [Following. After him I love, More than I love these eyes, more than my life, Oli. Ah me, detested: how am I beguil'd! Duke. Ay, husband, can he that deny? Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence, Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be, O, do not swear; Oli. 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 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 inDuke. My gentleman, Cesario? [cardinate. 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. Enter Sebastian. Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsman; I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. Ant. Sebastian are you? Seb. Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother: Seb. II Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have comb. Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth Had number'd thirteen years. Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul! He finished, indeed, his mortal act, [To Olivia. I shall have share in this most happy wrack: 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, didst see Dick surgeon, sot? 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 and a passy-measures pavin; I hate a drunken rogue. Oli. Away with him: Who hath made this havoc with them? Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we 'll Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxcomb, 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 iny lady's. Oli. He shall enlarge him:-Fetch Malvolio And yet, alas, now I remember me, [hither :They say, poor gentleman, he 's much distract. Re-enter Clown, with a letter. A most extracting frenzy of mine own From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.How does he, sirrah? 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 to you to-day morning, but as a madman's epistles' First told me thou wast mad; thou cam'st in smiling, 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. Prithee, 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 Fab. Fab. [Reads.] 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.' Clo. Ay, madam. Oli. Did he write this? Duke. This savours not much of distraction. So much against the mettle of your sex, A sister?-you are she. How now, Malvolio? Mal. Ay, my lord, this same : Madam, you have done me wrong, Why you have given me such clear lights of favour; And in such forms which here were presuppos'd 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, Set this device against Malvolio here, Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts We had conceiv'd against him: Maria writ The letter, at sir Toby's great importance; In recompense whereof he hath married her. How with a sportful malice it was follow'd, May rather pluck on laughter than revenge; If that the injuries be justly weigh'd That have on both sides pass'd. Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee! Clo. Why, 'some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them.' I was one, sir, in this interlude; one sir I am not mad;'-But do you remember? Madam, Topas, sir; but that 's all one:- By the Lord, fool, smile not, he's gagg'd:' And thus the whirligig of why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you time brings in his revenges. Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus'd. [Exit. Duke. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace: He hath not told us of the captain yet; When that is known, and golden time convents, A solemn combination shall be made, Of our dear souls.-Meantime, sweet sister, We will not part from hence.-Cesario, come; For so you shall be while you are a man; But, when in other habits you are seen, Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. [Exeunt. SONG. Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, But when I came, alas! to wive, A great while ago the world begun, [Fixit. SCENE I.-Siçilia. An Antechamber in Enter Camillo and Archidamus. Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed,Cam. 'Beseech you, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence-in so rare-1 know not what to say.-We will give you sleepy drinks, that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear for what 's given freely. Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection which cannot choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attorneyed, with interchange of gifts, letters, loving einbassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves! Arch. I think there is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Manillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise that ever came into my note. Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: It is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject, makes old hearts fresh; they that went on crutches ere he was born desire yet their life, to see him a man. Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arch. If the king had no son they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The sume. A Room of State in Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Hermione, Mamillius, Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been And yet we should, for perpetuity, Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher Leon. Sir, that 's to-morrow. I ain question'd by my fears, of what may chance, Or breed upon our absence: That may blow No sneaping winds at home, to make us say, This is put forth too truly !' Besides, I have stay'd To tire your royalty. Leon. Pol. We are tougher, brother, Than you can put us to 't. Pol. No longer stay, Leon. One seven-night longer. Very sooth, to-morrow. Leon. We'll part the time between 's then: and in I'll no gainsaying. [that Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so; There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world, So soon as yours, could win me: so it should now, Were there necessity in your request, although 'T were needful I denied it. My affairs Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, To you a charge and trouble: to save both, Farewell, our brother. Leon. until Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir, Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure All in Bohemia 's well: this satisfaction The by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him, He's beat from his best ward. Leon. Well said, Hermione. Her. To tell he longs to see his son, were strong: But let him say so then, and let him go; But let him swear so, and he shall not stay, We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.- [venture Yet of your royal presence [to Polixenes] I'll adThe borrow of a week. When at Bohemia You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, To let him there a month, behind the gest Prefix'd for 's parting: yet, good deed, Leontes, I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind What lady she her lord.-You'll stay? Pol. No, madam. Her. Nay, but you will? Pol. I may not, verily. Her. Verily! You put me off with limber vows: But I, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily, [oaths, You shall not go; a lady's verily is As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet? Force me to keep you as a prisoner, Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, [you? When you depart, and save your thanks. How say My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily, Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two? Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i the sun, And bleat the one at the other: What we chang'd Boldly, 'Not guilty;' the imposition clear'd, Her. By this we gather, You have tripp'd since. Never? Leon. Never, but once. Her. What? have I twice said well? when was 't before? [us I prithee, tell me : Cram us with praise, and make As fat as tame things: One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. Or I mistake you: O, would her name were Grace! Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, Leon. [Giving her hand to Polixenes. Too hot, too hot: [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis on me :-my heart dances; But not for joy,-not joy.-This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty From heartiness, from bounty's fertile bosom, And well become the agent: it may, I grant: But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers, As now they are; and making practis'd smiles, As in a looking-glass;--and then to sigh, as 't were The mort o' the deer; O, that is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows.-Mamillius, Art thou my boy? Leon. I' fecks? Mam. Ay, my good lord. Why, that 's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd thy nose? Are all call'd neat.-Still virginalling [Observing Polixenes and Hermione. Upon his palm?-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf? Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord. Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots that I have, To be full like me :-yet, they say we are Almost as like as eggs; women say so, That will say anything: But were they false As o'er-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters; false As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true To say this boy were like me.-Come, sir page, Look on me with your welkin eye: Sweet villain! Most dear'st! my collop!-Can thy dam?-may 't be? Affection! thy intention stabs the centre: Thou dost make possible things not so held, Communicat'st with dreams;-(How can this be?) With what 's unreal thou coactive art, And fellow'st nothing: Then, 't is very credent, Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou dost; (And that beyond commission; and I find it,) And that to the infection of my brains, And hardening of my brows. Pol. What means Sicilia? Her. He something seems unsettled. Pol. Ho! my lord! As if you held a brow of much distraction: Leon. And you so fond of your young prince, as we one. [Exeunt Pol., Her., and Attendants. Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; And many a man there is, even at this present, Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, They say it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain,That little thinks she has been sluic'd in his absence, We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain: And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by |