and the different parts might change places without inconvenience; but its general power, that power by which all works of genius shall finally be tried, is such, that perhaps it never yet had reader or spectator who did not think it too soon at the end. JOHNSON PERSONS REPRESENTED. Orsino, duke of Illyria. Sebastian, a young gentleman, brother to Viola. Antonio, a sea-captain, friend to Sebastian. A sea-captain, friend to Viola. Lords, priests, sailors, officers, musicians, and other attendants. Scene, a city in Illyria; and the sea-coast near it. TWELFTH-NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL. ACT I. SCENE I.-An apartment in the Duke's palace Enter Duke, Curio, Lords; musicians attending. Duke. IF music be the food of love, play on, Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy, Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord? What, Curio? (1) Value. (2) Fantastical to the height. Cur. The hart Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have: O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought, she purg'd the air of pestilence; That instant was I turn'd into a hart; And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, E'er since pursue me.-How now? what news from her? Enter Valentine. Val. So please my lord, I might not be admitted, But from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years heat,1 Shall not behold her face at ample view; But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk, And water once a day her chamber round, With eye-offending brine: all this, to season A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh, And lasting, in her sad remembrance. Duke. O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame, Το pay this debt of love but to a brother, How will she love, when the rich golden shaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else That live in her! when liver, brain, and heart, These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill'd, (Her sweet perfections,) with one self king!— Away before me to sweet beds of flowers; Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The sea-coast. Enter Viola, Captain, and Sailors. Vio. What country, friends, is this? Сар. Illyria, lady. Vio. And what should I do in Illyria? My brother he is in Elysium. (1) Heated. |