my young soldier, put up your iron: you are well flesh'd; come on. Seb. I will be free from thee. What would'st thou now? If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword. 5 10 Oli. Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch, Seb. What relish is in this? how runs the stream? Or I am mad, or else this is a dream: Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep; If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep! 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 thou nothing but of ladies? Sir To. Well said, master parson. Mal. Sir Tupas, never was man thus wrong'd; good sir Topas, do not think I am mad; they have laid me here in hideous darkness. Clo. Fy, 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 clear stones 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, 20 this house is dark. 25 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 abus'd; I am no more nad than you are, make the trial of it in any constant' question. Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras con Oli. Nay, come, I pr'ythee: 'Would, thou'd t 30 cerning wild-fow]? -be rul'd by ine! Seb. Madam, I will. Oli. O, say so, and so be! SCENE II. An Apartment in Olivia's House. Enter Maria, and Clown. Mal. That the soul of our grandam might haply Jinhabit a bird. Clo. What think'st thou of his opinion? Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way 35 approve of his opinion. Mar. Nay, I pr'ythee, put on this gown, and this beard; make him believe, thou art Sir Topas the curate; do it quickly: I'll call sir Toby the 40 whilst. [Exit Maria. Clo. Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in't; and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough| Enter Sir Toby and Maria. 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 ! 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, we were all rid of this knavery. It he may be conveniently deliver'd, I would he were; for I am now so far 50 in offence with my niece, that I cannot pursue with any safety this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my chamber. [Exit with Maria. Clo. Hey Robin, jolly Robin,* Sir To. Jove bless thee, master parson. Co. Bonos dies, Sir Toby: for as the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to a niece of king Gorboduc, That, that is, is: so I, being master parson, am master parson: 55 For what is that, but that; and is, but is? Sir To. To him, Sir Topas. Clo. What, hoa, I say,--Peace in this prison! knave. 60 Tell me how thy lady does. Mal. Fool, Clo. My lady is unkind, perdy. Clo. Alas, why is she so? Mal. Fool, I say ; [Singing. 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, ink, That is, made up. i. e. bow-windows, or perhaps the windows were darkened with a thick cloth called bayes. i. c. a regular question. and Clo. Master Malvolio! Mal. Ay, good fool. Clo. Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five 5 wits'? Mal. Fool, there was never man so notoriously abus'd: I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art. Clo. 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. 10 Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister is here.-Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens 15 restore! endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy vain bibble-babble. Mal. Sir Topas, Clo. Maintain no words with him, good fellow.— Who, I, sir? not I, sir. God b'w' you, good Sir 20 Topas. Marry, amen.—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 25 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 set down to 30 iny lady; it shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did. Clo. I will help you to 't. 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 mad man, 'till I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink. Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in tl e highest degree: I pr'ythee, be gone. Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; Oli. Blame not this haste of mine: If you mean 45 That they may fairly note this act of mine! [Exeunt. Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my good fellow? Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends. Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy 5 friends. Clo. No, sir, the worse. 10 Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly, I am an ass: so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused: so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes. 15 Duke. Why, this is excellent. Clo. By my troth, sir, no: though it please you to be one of my friends. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there's gold. Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I 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 double dealer; there's another. a [But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, I know not what 'twas, but distraction. Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! What foolish boldnessbrought thee to their mercies, Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear, Hast made thine enemies? Ant. Orsino, noble sir, [me; Did I expose myself, pure for his love, Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all; a triplex, sir, is a good tripping measure; or the 30 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 35 with you, it may awake my bounty further. Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think, that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness: but, as you say, sir, let your 40 bounty take a nap, and I will awake it anon. [Exit Clown. Enter Antonio and Officers. Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me. 45 50 That took the Phoenix, and her fraught, from 55 Vio. How can this be? [before, Duke. When came he to this town? Enter Olivia and Attendants. Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven Duke. Gracious Olivia,— [lord, Oli. What do you say, Cesario?-Good my As howling after musick. Duke. Still so cruel ? Oli. Still so constant, lord. Duke. What, to perverseness? you uncivil lady, Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall become him. Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do it, i, e. mischievous, destructive. i, e. dull. This Egyptian thief was Thyamis, who was a native of Memphis, and at the head of a band of robbers. Theagenes and Chariclea falling into their hands, Thyamis fell desperately in love with the lady, and would have married her. Soon after, a stronger body of robbers coming down upon Thyamis's party, he was in such fears for his mistress, that 5 Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, [Following. Oli. Where goes Cesario? Oli. Ay me, detested! how am I beguiled! Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long?— Call forth the holy father. Duke. Come, away. [To Vio. Oli. Whither, my lord?-Cesario, husband, stay. Oli. Ay, husband; Can he that deny? Vio. No, my lord, not I. Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear, That makes thee strangle thy propriety: Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up; 15 20 25 Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my [grave Oli. O, do not swear; [fear. Hold little faith, though thou hast too much Enter Sir Andrew, with his head broke. Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon! and send one presently to Sir Toby. Oli. What's the matter? Sir And. H' as broke my head across, and 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 ncardinate. Duke. My gentleman, Cesario? Sir And. Ou'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. [you; Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt You drew your sword upon me, without cause; 30 But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not. Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art 35 Father, I charge thee by thy reverence, Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love, Seal'd in my function, by my testimony: Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody coxcoinb. Enter Sir Toby, 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 40 an end on't.--Sot, didst see Dick surgeon, sot? Clo. O he's drunk, Sir Toby,above an hour agone; his eyes were set at eight i' the morning. 1451 Sir To. Then he's a rogue, and a passy-measure 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 drest together. that he had her shut into a cave with his treasure. It was customary with those barbarians, when they despaired of their own safety, first to make away with those whom they held dear, and desired for companions in the next life. Thyamis, therefore, benetted round with his enemies, raging with love, jealousy, and anger, went to his cave; and calling aloud in the Egyptian tongue, so soon as he heard himself answered towards the cave's mouth by a Grecian, making to the person by the direction of her voice, he caught her by the hair with his left hand, and (supposing her to be Chariclea) with his right hand plunged his sword into her breast. 1 Case here means skin. i. e. retain some faith. Sir John Hawkins says, the pavan was a grave and majestick dance performed by gentlemen dressed with a cap and sword, by those of the long robe in their gowns, by princes in their mantles, and by ladies in gowns with long trains, the motion whereof in the dance resembled that of a peacock's tail. This dance is supposed to have been invented by the Spaniards. Of the passamezzo little is to be said, except that it was a favourite air in the days of Q. Elizabeth. Passymeasure is therefore undoubtedly a corruption from passamezzo. From these explanations, Mr. Tyrwhitt proposes to read the passage thus: "Then he's a rogue. After a passymeasure or a pavin, I hate a drunken rogue;” i. e. next to a pussy-measure or a pavin, &c. It is in character, that sir Toby should express a strong dislike of serious dunces, such as the passu-mezzo and the par in are described to be, Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxcomb, and a knave; a thin-fac'd knave, a gull? [Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir Andrew. Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to. Enter Sebastian. Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kins- Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two 5 Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd, Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear; Duke. Give me thy hand; And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds. A gentleman, and follower of my lady's. Oli. He shall enlarge him: Fetchi Malvolio hither. Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother: 25 If spirits can assume both form and suit, Seb. A spirit I am, indeed; Vio. And dy'd that day when Viola from her birth Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul ! 30 35 Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do: h' as here written a letter to you, I should have given't to you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they are deliver'd. Oli. Open't, and read it. Clo. Look then to be well edify'd, when the fool delivers the inadiman.-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 tox3. Oli. Pr'ythee, read i'thy right wits. Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right 40 wits, is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear. Oli. Read it you, sirrah. [To Fabian. Fab. [reads] By the Lord, madam, you wrong "me, and the world shall know it: though you 45" have put me into darkness, and given your "drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the be"nefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. L have your own letter that induced me to the sem"blance I put on; with the which I doubt not 50" 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-us'd MALVOLIO. Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both, 1 A perspective seems to be taken pictures appear really protuberant. for voice. Oli. Did be write this? Duke. This savours not much of distraction. Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither. My lord, so please you, these things further thought To think me as well a sister as a wife, [on, One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you, Here at my house, and at my proper cost. [offer. Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace your |