Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK. There's something in me, that reproves my fault, Fab. More matter for a May-morning.

But such a headstrong potent fault it is, Sir And. Here's the challenge, read it; 1 That it but mocks reproof. warrant, there's vinegar and pepper in't.

Vio. With the same 'haviour that your pasFab. Is't so saucy?

sion bears, Sir And. Ay, is it, I warrant him: do but Go on my master's griefs. read.

Oli. Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my Sir To. Give me. [Reads.) Youth, whatsoever

picture; thou art, thou art but a scurvy fellow.

Refuse it not, it hath no tongue to vex you : Fab. Good, and valiant.

And, I beseech you, come again to-morrow. Sir To. Wonder not, nor admire not in thy What shall you ask of me, that I'll deny ; mind, why I do call thee so, for I will show thee That honour, sav d, may upon asking give? no reason for't.

Vio. Nothing but this, your true love for my Fab. A good note: that keeps you from the

master. blow of the law.

Oli. How with mine honour may I give him Sir To. Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in Which I have given to you?

[that my sight she uses thee kindly: but thou liest in

Vio. I will acquit you. thy throat, that is not the matter I challenge Oli. Well, come again to-morrow: Fare thee thee for.

Fab. Very brief, and exceeding good sense- A fiend, like thee, might bear my soul to hell. less.

(Exil. Sir To. I will way-lay thee going home ; Re-enter Sir Toby BELCH, and FABIAN. where if it be thy chance to kill me,

Sir To. Gentleman, God save thee. Fab. Good.

Vio. And You, Sir. Sir To. Thou killest me like a rogue and a

Sir To. That defence thou hast, betake thee rillain.

to't: of what nature the wrongs are thou hast Fab. Still you keep o’the the windy side of done him, I know not; but thy intercepter, full the law : Good.

of despight, bloody as the hunter, attends thee Sir To. Fare thee well. And God have mercy at the orchard end : dismount thy tuck,* be upon one of our souls ! He may have mercy upon yaret in thy preparation, for thy assailant is mine; but my hope is better, and so look to thy-quick, skilful, and deadly. self. Thy friend, as thou usest him, and thy

Vio. You mistake, Sir; I am sure, no man suorn enemy.

ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK. hath any quarrel to me; my remembrance is Sir To. If this letter move him not, his legs very free and clear from any image of offence cannot : I'll give't him.

done to any man. Mar. You may have very fit occasion for't ; Sir To. You'll find it otherwise, I assure you : he is now in some commerce with my lady, therefore, if you hold your life at any price, and will by and by depart".

betake you to your guard ; for your opposite Sir To. Ĝo, Sir Andrew; scout me for him at hath in him what youth, strength, skill, and the corner of the orchard, like a bum-bailiff: wrath can furnish man withal. so goon as ever thou seest him, draw; and, as

Vio. I pray you, Sir, what is he? thou drawest, swear horrible; ior it comes to

Sir To. He is knight, dubbed with unhacked pass oft, that a terrible oath, with a swagger. rapier, and on carpet consideration ; but he is ing accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood a devil in private brawl : souls and bodies hath more approbation than ever proof itself would he divorced three ; and his incensement at this have earned him. Away.

moment is so implacable, that satisfaction can Sir And. Nay, let me alone for swearing. be none but by pangs of death and sepulchre :

(Erit. hob, nob, is his word; givet, or taket. Sir To. Now will not I deliver his letter: For

Vio. I will return again into the house, and the behaviour of the young gentleman gives desire some conduct of the lady. I am nofighter. him out to be of good capacity and breeding : I have heard of some kind of men, that put his employment between his lord and my niece quarrels purposely on others, to taste their vaconfirms no less; therefore this letter, being so lour: belike this is a man of that quirk.I excellently ignorant, will breed no terror in

Sir To. Sir, no ; his indignation derives itself the youth, he will find it comes from a clod-out of a very competent injury; therefore, get pole. But, Sir, I will deliver his challenge by you on, and give him his desire. Back you word of mouth; set upon Ague-cheek a nota- shall not to the house, unless you undertake ble report of valour ; and drive the gentleman, that with me, which with as much safety you (as, I know, his youth will aptly receive it,) I might answer him: therefore, on, or strip your into a most hideous opinion of his rage, skill, sword stark naked; for meddle you must, sury and impetuosity. This will so fright that's certain, or forswear to wear iron about them both, that they will kill one another by you. the look, like cockatrices.

Vio. This is as uncivil as strange. I beseech Enter OLIVIA and VIOLA.

you, do me this courteous office, as to know Fab. Here he comes with your niece: give of the knight what my offence to him is ; it is them way, till he take leave, and presently something of my negligence, nothing of my after him.

purpose. Sir To. I will meditate the while upon some

Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you horrid message for a challenge.

by this gentleman till my return. (Exeunt Sir Toby, Fabian, and Maria.

(Exit Sir Toby. Oli. I have said too much unto a heart of

Vio. Pray you, Sir, do you know of this

matter? stone, And laid mine honour too unchary* out:

Fab. I know, the knight is incensed against * Uncautiously.

* Rapier.

† Ready.

• Sort.

for you.

you, even to a mortal arbitrement;* but nothing Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am of the circumstance more.

[Draws. Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is

Enter two OFFICERS. he? Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to

Fab. O good Sir Toby, hold; here come the

officers. read him by his form, as you are like to find him in the proof of his valour. He is indeed,

Sir To. I'll be with you anon. [To ANTONIO. Sir, the most skilful, bloody, and fatal oppo

Vio. Pray, Sir, put up your sword, if you sitet that you could possibly have found in


[To Sir ANDREW. any

Sir. And. Marry, will I, Sir ;—and, for that I part of Illyria : Will you walk toi ards him? I will make your peace with him, if I can.

promised you, I'll be as good as my word : He Vio. I shall be much bound to you fort: 1 will bear you easily, and reins weli.

1 Off. This is the man ; do thy office. am one, that would rather go with sir priest, than sir knight: I care not who knows so much

2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit

Of count Orsino. of my mettle.


Ant. You do mistake me, Sir. Re-enter Sir TOBY, with Sir ANDREW.

1 00. No, Sir, no jot; I know your favour Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil ; I have well,

[head. not seen such a virago. I had a pass with him, Though now you have no sea-cap on your rapier, scabbard, and all, and he gives me the Take him away; he knows, I know him well. stuck-in, with such a mortal motion, that it is Ant. I must obey.- This comes with seeking inevitable; and on the answer, he pays you

you; as surely as your feet hit the ground they step But there's no remedy ; I shall answer it. on : They say, he has been fencer to the Sophy. What will you do? Now my necessity

Sir And. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him. Makes me to ask you for my purse! It grieves me

Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified : Much more, for what I cannot do for you, Fabian can scarce hold him yonder.

Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz'd; Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had But be of comfort. been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have 2 Off. Come, Sir, away. seen him damned ere I'd have challenged him. Ani. I must entreat of you some of that money. Let him let the matter slip, and I'll give him Vio. What money, Sir ? my horse, grey Capilet.

For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, Sir To. i'll make the motion : Stand here, And, part, being prompted by your present make a good show on't : this shall end without Out of my lean and low ability [trouble, the perdition of souls : Marry, I'll ride your I'll lend you something: my having is not horse as well as I ride


much ;
Re-enter FABIAN and VIOLA.

I'll make division of my present with you : I have his horse (To Fab.) to take up the quar

Hold, there is half my coffer. rel; I have persuaded him the youth's a devil.

Ant. Will you deny me now? Fab. He is as horribly conceited|| of him ; and Is't

possible, that my deserts to you pants, and looks pale, as if a bear' were at his Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery, heels.

Lest that it make me so unsound a man, Sir To. There's no remedy, Sir; he will fight That I have done for you.

As to upbraid you with those kindnesses with you for his oath sake : marry, he hath bet

Vio. I know of none; ter bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now scarce to be worth talking of: there- Nor know I you by voice, or any feature : fore draw, for the supportance of his vow; he

I hate ingratitude more in a man, protests he will not hurt you.

Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, Vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing Inhabits our frail blood.

Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruptiouz would make me tell them how much I lack of

Ant. O heavens themselves !

[.4 side. Fab. Give ground, if you see him furious.

2 Off. Come, Sir, I pray you, go. Sir To. Come, Sir Andrew, there's no re

Ant. Let me speak a little. This youth that medy ; the gentleman will, for his honour's you see here, sake, have one bout with you ; he cannot by the Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love,

I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death; duello1 avoid it: but he has promised me, as And to his image, which, methought, did prohe is a gentleman and a soldier, he will not

a man.

mise hurt you. Come on ; to't. Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath!

Most venerable worth, did I devotion. [Draws.

1 0ff. What's that to us? The time goes by: Enter AntonIO.


Ant. But o, how vile an idol proves this I do assure you 'tis against my will.


(shame.(Draws. Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature Ant. Put up your sword ;-If this young In nature there's no blemish but the mind; gentleman

None can be call'd deform'd, but the unkind : Have done offence, I take the fault on me; Virtue is beauty ; but the beauteous-evil If you offend him, I for him defy you. Are empty trunks, o'erflourished* by the devil.

[Drawing 1 Off. The man grows mad; away with him. Sir To. You, Sir ? why, what are you? Come, come, Sir. Ant. One, Sir, that for his love dares yet do Ant. Lead me on.

Exeunt OFFICERS, with ANTONIO. Than you have heard him brag to you he will. *Vio. Methinks, his words do from such pas* Decision.

| Advorsary. Stocatta, an Italian term in fencing. Does for you. That he believes himself; so do not I. U Horrid conception. if Laws of duel.

* Ornamented.


sion fly,

Prove true, imagination, O, prove true, lyria : though I struck him first, yet it's no That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you! matter for that.

Sir To. Come hither knight; come hither, Scb. Let go thy hand. Fabian; we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of Sir To. Come, Sir, I will not let you go. most sage saws.

Come, my young soldier, put up your iron : Vio. Henam'd Sebastian; I my brother know you are well fleshed; come on. Yet living in my glass ;* even such, and so, Seb. I will be free from thee. What would'st In favour was my brother; and he went

thou now? Still in this fashion, colour, ornament,

If thou dar’st tempt me further, draw thy sword. For him I imitate : 0, if it prove,

(Draus. Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in Sir To. What, what? Nay, then I must have love!

(Exit. an ounce or two of this malapert blood from Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and you.

[Draws. more a coward than a hare: his dishonesty ap

Enter OLIVIA. pears, in leaving his friend here in necessity,

Oli. Hold, Toby; on thy life, I charge thee, and denying him; and for his cowardship, ask

hold. Fabian.

Sir To. Madam? Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, re Oli. Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretclı, ligious in it.

Fit for the mountains, and the barbarous caves, Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my him.

sight! Sir To. Do, cuff him soundly, but never draw Be not offended, dear Cesario : thy sword.

Rudesby,* be gone!- I pr’ythee, gentle friend, Sir And. An I do not,

(Exit. Exeunt Sir Toby, Sir ANDREW,and Fabian. Fab. Come, let's see the event,

Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway Sir To. I dare lay any money, 'twill be no- In this uncivil and unjust extentt thing yet.

[Exeunt. Against thy peace. Go with me to my house ; ACT IV.

And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks SCENEI.— The Street before OLIVIA's House. This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou thereby

May'st smile at this : thou shalt not choose but Enter SEBASTIAN and Clown.

go; Clo. Will you make me believe, that I am Do not deny: Beshrew his soul for me, not sent for you?

He started one poor heart of mine in thee. Seb. Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow; Seb. What relish is in this? how runs the Let me be clear of thee.

stream? Clo. Well held out, i'faith! No, I do not Or I am mad, or else this is a dream :know you; nor I am not sent to you by my Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep; lady, to bid you come speak with her; nor your If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep! name is not master Cesario; nor this is not my Oli. Nay, come, I pr’ythee : 'Would thou'dst nose neither.—Nothing, that is so, is so.

be ruld by me! Seb. I pr’ythee, ventt thy folly somewhere Seb. Madam, I will. Thou know'st not me.

(else ; Oli. O, say so, and so be! [Exeunt. Clo. Vent my folly! He has heard that word

SCENE II.-A Room in Olivia's House. of some great man, and now applies it to a

Enter MARIA and Clown. fool. Vent my folly! I am afraid this great

Mar. Nay, I pr'ythee, put on this gown, and lubber, the world, will prove a cockney:-1 this beard; make him believe, thou art Sir pr’ythee now, ungird thy strangeness, and tell Topas the curate; do it quickly : I'll call Sir me what I shall vent to my lady ; Shall I vent Toby the whilst.

[Exit Maria. to her, that thou art coming? Seb. I pr’ythee, foolish Greek, depart from blell myself in't; and I would I were the first

Clo. Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemme;

that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am There's money for thee; if you tarry longer, I shall give worse payment.

not fat enough to become the function well; Clo. By my troth, thou hast an open hand :

nor lean enough to be thought a good student: These wise men, that give fools money, get housekeeper, goes as fairly, as to say, a careful

but to be said, an honest man and a good themselves a good report after fourteen years' man, and a great scholar.' The competitors purchase.

enter. Enter Sir ANDREW, Sir Toby, and FABIAN. Enter Sir Toby BELCI and MARIA. Sir And. Now, Sir; have I met you again? Sir To. Jove bless thee, master parson.

Striking SEBASTIAN. Clo. Bonos dies, Sir Toby: for as the old Seb. Why, there's for thee, and there, and hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink,

very wittily said to a niece of king Gorboduc, Are all the people mad? (Beating Sir ANDREW. That, that is, is : so I, being master parson, am

Sir To. Hold, Sir, or I'll throw your dagger master parson; For what is that, but that? o'er the house.

and is, but is? Clo. This will I tell my lady straight; I would Sir To. To him, Sir Topas. not be in some of your coats for two-pence. Clo. What, hoa, I say,-Peace in this prison!

[Exit Clown. Sir To. The knave counterfeits well ; a good Sir To. Come on, Sir; hold.

knave. (Holding SEBASTIAN.

Mal. (In an inner chamber.) Who calls there? Sir And. Nay, let him alone, I'll go another Clo. Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to visit way to work with him; I'll have an action of Malvolio the lunatic. battery against him, if there be any law in Il.

• Rudc fellow I'Violence. *In the reflection of my own figure. Let out. Il betide.

11 Diaguise.

there's for you.

there :

* Made up.


paper, and ink.

Mal. Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, me in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and go to my lady.

do all they can to face me out of my wits. Clo. Out,hyperbolical fiend! how vexest thou

Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister this man? talkest thou nothing but of ladies? is here.--Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heaSir To. Well said, master parson.

vens restore! endeavour thyself to sleep, and Mal. Sir Topaz,never was man thus wronged: leave thy vain bibble babble. good Sir Topas, do not think I am mad; they Mal. Sir Topas, have laid me here in hideous darkness.

Clo. Maintain no words with him, good fel. Clo, Fie, thou dishonest Sathan! I call thee low.- Who, I, Sir? not I, Sir. God b'wi'you, by the most modest terms; for I am one of those good Sir Topas.--Marry, amen..I will, Sir, I gentle ones, that will use the devil himself with will. courtesy : Say'st thou, that house is dark ? Mal. Fool, fool, fool, I say,— Mal. As hell, Sir Topas.

Clo. Alas, Sir, be patient. What say you, Clo. Why, it hath bay-windows* transparent Sir? I am shent* for speaking to you. as barricadoes, and the clear stones towards Mal. Good fool, help me to some light, and the south-north are as lustrous as ebony; and some paper ; I tell thee, I am as well in my yet complainest thou of obstruction ?

wits, as any man in Illyria. Mal. I am not mad, Sir Topas; I say to you, Clo. Well-a-day,—that you were, Sir! this house is dark.

Mal. By this hand, I am: Good fool, some Cl. Madman, thou errest: 1 say, there is ink, paper, and light, and convey what I will no darkness, but ignorance; in which thou art set down to my lady; it shall advantage thee more puzzled, than the Egyptians in their fog. more than ever the bearing of letter diă.

Mal. I say, this house is as dark as igno- C'lo. I will help you to't. But tell me true, rance, though ignorance were as dark as hell; are you not mad indeed? or do you but counand I say, there was never man thus abused: I terfeit? am no more mad than you are; make the trial Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. of it in any constant question.t

Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras, con- I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and cerning wild-fowl?

Mal. That the soul of our grandam might Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest dehaply inhabit a bird.

gree : I pr’ythee, begone. Clo. What thinkest thou of his opinion ?

Clo. Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way

I am gone, Sir,

And anon, Sir, approve his opinion.

ril be with you again, Clo. Fare thee well: Remain thou still in

In a trice ; darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Py

Like to the old vice,t thagoras, ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear

Your need to sustain; to kill a woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul

Who with dagger of lath, of thy grandam. Fare thee well. Mal. Sir Topas, Sir Topas,

In his rage and his wrath, Sir To. My most exquisite Sir Topas !

Cries, ah, ha! to the devil; Clo. Nay, I am for all waters.

Like a mad lad, Mar. Thou might'st have done this without

Pare thy nails, dad, thy beard, and gown; he sees thee not.

Adieu good man drivel. (Exit. Sir To. To him in thine own voice, and bring me word how thou findest him: I would, we SCENE III.-OLIVIA's Garden. i were well rid of this knavery. If he may be

Enter SEBASTIAN. conveniently delivered, I would he were; for I am now so far in offence with my niece, that I Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; cannot pursue with any safety this sport to the This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see't: upehot. Come by and by to my chamber. And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus,

[Exeunt Sir TOBY and Maria. Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then ? Clo, Hey Robin, jolly Robin,

I could not find him at the Elephant: Tell me how thy lady does. (Singing. Yet there he was; and there I found this credit, Mal. Fool,-

That he did range the town to seek me out. Clo. My lady is unkind, perdy.

His counsel now might do me golden service: Mal. Fool,

For though my soul disputes well with my Clo. Alas, why is she so?

sense, Mal. Fool, I say ;-

That this may be some error, but no madness, Clo. She loves another-Who calls, ha? Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune

Mal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve So far exceed all instance, all discourse, well at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, ink, and paper; as I am a gentleman, I will And wrangle with my reason, that persuades live to be thankful to thee for t.

To any other trust,|| but that I am mad, (me Clo. Master Malvolio!

Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so, Mal. Ay, good fool.

She could not sway her house, command her C'lo. Alas, Sir, how fell you besides your five

followers, wits?

Take, and give back, affairs, and their desMal. Fool, there was never man so notori


[ing, qusly abused : I am as well in my wits, fool, With such a smooth, discreet, and stable beara. thou art.

As, I perceive, she does : there's something in't, Clo. But as well? then you are mad, indeed, That is deceivable. But here comes the lady. if you be no better in your wits than a fool.

Mal. They have here propertied me,ll keep * Scolded, reprimanded. * Bow windows.

1 Regular conversation. † A buffoon character in the old plays, and father of Any othergem, as a Topaz.

the modern harlequir.


Enter OLIVIA and a PRIEST. I come again. I go, Sir; but I would not have Oli. Blame not this haste of mine : If you you to think, that my desire of having is the mean well,

sin of covetousness : but, as you say, Sir, let Now go with me, and with this holy man, your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon, Into the chantry* by: there, before him,

(Exit. Clown. And underneath that consecrated roof,

Enter ANTONIO and OFFICERS. Plight me the full assurance of your faith; Vio. Here comes the man, Sir, that did rescue That my most jealous and too doubtful soul May live at peace : He shall conceal it,

Duke. That face of his I do remember well; Whilest you are willing it shall come to note; Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmeard What time we will our celebration keep

As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war: According to my birth. -What do you say?

A bawbling vessel was he captain of, Seb. l'il follow this good man, and go with For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable; you;

With which such scathful* grapple did he make And, having sworn truth, ever will be true.

With the most noble bottom of our fleet, Oli. Then lead the way, good father ;-And That very envy, and the tongue of loss, heavens so shine,

Cried fame and honour on him.-What's the That they may fairly note this act of mine!

(Exeunt. i Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio,

That took the Phoenix, and her fraught,t from SCENE 1.-The Street before Olivia's House. Candy;

And this is he, that did the Tiger board,
Enter Clown and FABIAN.

Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his Here in the streets, desperate of shame, and

your young nephew Titus lost his leg: letter.

state, Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another In private brabble did we apprehend him. request.

Vio. He did me kindness, Sir; drew on my Fab. Any thing.

side; Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.

But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recom- I know not what 'twas, but distraction. pense, desire my dog again.

Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! Enter DUKE, VIOLA, and Attendants.

What foolish boldness brought thee to their Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends ?

mercies, Clo, Ay, Sir; we are some of her trappings. Whom thou in terms so bloody, and so dear,

Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my Hast made thine enemies? good fellow?

Ant. Orsino, noble Sir, Clo. Truly, Sir, the better for my foes, and Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you the worse for my friends. Duke. Just the contrary: the better for thy Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate,

give me; friends,

Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, Clo. No, Sir, the worse.

Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither: Duke. How can that be? Clo. Marry, Sir, they praise me, and make From the rude sea's enrag'd and foamy mouth

That most ungrateful boy there, by your side, an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am Did I redeem

; a wreck past hope he was : an ass: so that by my foes, Sir, I profit in the His life I gave him, and did thereto add knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am My love, without retention, or restraint abused : so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if Aů his in dedication : for his sake, your four negatives make your two affirmatives, Did I expose myself

, pure for his love, why, then the worse for my friends, and the Into the danger of this adverse town; better for my foes.

Drew to defend him, when he was beset ; Duke. Why, this is excellent.

Where being apprehended, his false cunning, Clo. By my troth, Sir, no; though it please (Not meaning to partake with me in danger,) you to be one of my friends. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; And grew

a twenty-years-removed thing,

Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance, there's gold.

While one would wink; denied me mine own Clo. But that it would be double-dealing,

purse, Sir, I would you could make it another.

Which I had recommended to his use Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.

Not half an hour before. Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, Sir, for

Vio. How can this be? this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.

Duke. When came he to this town! Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be

Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months a double-dealer ; there's another. Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play: (No interim, not a minute's vacancy,)

before, and the old saying is, the third pays for all : Both day and night did we keep company. the triplex, Sir, is a good tripping measure; or the bells of St. Bennet, Sir, may put you in

Enter OLIVIA and Attendants. mind; One, two, three.

Duke. Here comes the countess : now heaven Duke. You can fool no more money out of

walks on earth. me at this throw: if you will let your lady But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are know, I am here to speak with her, and bring

madness : her along with you, it may awake my bounty Three months this youth hath tended upon me ; further.

But more of that anon. --Take him aside. Clo. Marry, Sir, lullaby to your bounty, till Oli. What would my lord, but that he way

not have, * Litde chapel.

† Until

† Freight.

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