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thrust upon them. Thy fates open their hands ; let thy blood and spirit embrace them. And, to inure


. thyself to what thou art like to be, cast thy humble slough, and appear fresh. Be opposite with a kins

SCENE I.-Olivia's Garden. man, surly with servants : let thy tongue tung arguments of state ; put thyself into the trick of sin

Enter VIOLA, and Clown with a tabor. gularity: She thus advises ihee, that sighs for thee. Vio. Save thee, friend, and thy music : Dost Remember who commended thy yellow stockings ; and tbou live by thy tabor wished to see thee ever cross-gartered: I say, re- Clo. No, sir,'I live by the church. member. Go to; thou art made, if thou desirest to be Vio. Art thou a churchman? s0; if not, let me see thee a steward still, the fellow Clo. No such matter, sir; I do live by the of servants, and not worthy to touch fortune's fingers. church ; for I do live at my house, and my bous3 Farewell. She that would alter services with thee,

doth stand by the church.

The fortunate-unhappy. Vio. So thou may'st say, the king lies by a leg: Day-light and champian discovers not more; this gar, if a beggar dwell near him ; or the church is open. I will be proud, I will read politic au stands by thy tabor, if thy tabor stand by the thors, I will baffle Sir Toby, I will wash off gross church. acquaintance, I will be point-device, the very man. Clo. You have said, sir.- To see this age !-A I do not now fool myself, to let imagination jade sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit ; How me; for every reason excites to this, that my lady quickly the wrong side may be turned outward ! loves me. She did commend my yellow stockings Vio. Nay, that's certain; they, that dally nicely of late, she did praise my leg being cross-gartered; with words, may quickly make tliem wanton. and in this she manifests herself to my love, and, Clo. I would, therefore, my sister had had no with a kind of injunction, drives me to these habits


sir. of ber liking. I thank my stars, I am happy. I V'io. Why, man? will be strange, stout, in yellow stockings, and

Clo. Why, sir, her name's a word ; and to dally cross-gartered, even with the swiftness of putting with that word, might make my sister wanton : on. Jove, and my stars be praised !--Here is yet But, indeed, words are very rascals, since bonds ą postscript. Thou canst not choose but know who disgraced them. I am. I thou entertainest my love, let it appear in Vio. Thy reason, man? thy smiling; they smiles become thee well: therefore Clo. Troth, sir, I can yield yon none without in my presence still smile, dear my sweet, ! pr’ythee. words; and words are grown so false, I am loath Jove, 1 thank ibee -I will smile : I will do every to prove reason with them. thing that thou wilt have me.


Vio warrant thou art a merry fellow, and Fab. I will not give my part of this sport for carest for nothing. a pension of thousands to be paid from the Sophy.

Clo. Not so, sir, I do care for something : but Sir To. I could marry this wench for this device : in my conscience, sir, I do not care for you; if that Sir And. So could I too.

be to care for nothing, sir, I would it would make Sir To. And ask no other dowry with her, but

you invisible. such another jest.

Vio. Art not thou the lady Olivia's fool ?
Enter Maria.

Clo. No, indeed, sir; the lady Olivia has no

folly, she will keep no fool, sir, till she be married ; Sir And. Nor I neither.

and fools are as like husbands, as pilchards are to Fab. Here comes my noble gull-catcher. berrings, the husband's the bigger; I am, indeed, Sir To. Wilt thou set thy foot o' my neck ? not her fool, but ber corrupter of words. Sir And. Or o' mine either!

Vio. I saw thee late at the Count Orsino's. Sir To. Shall I play my freedom at tray-trip, and Clo. Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb, like become thy bond-slave?

the sun ; it shines everywhere. I would be surry, Sir And. l'faith, or I either?

sir, but the fool should be as oft with your master Sir To. Why, thou hast put bim in such a dream, as with my mistress : I think, I saw your wisdom that, when the image of it leaves him, he must run there. mad.

Vio. Nay, an thou pass upon me, I'll no more Mar. Nay, but say true ; does it work upon him ? with thee. Hold, there's expenses for thee. Sir To. Like aqua-vitæ with a njidwife.

Clo. Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair Mar. If you will then see the fruits of the sport, send thee a beard ! mark his first approach before iny lady: he will

Vio. By my troth, I'll tell thee; I am almost come to her in yellow stockings, and 'ris a colour sick for one; thou zl I would not have it grow on she abhors; and cross-gartered, a fashion she de


chin. Is thy lady within ? tests; and he will smile upon her, which will now

Clo. Would not a pair of these have bred, sir? be so unsuitable to her disposition, being addicted

Vio. Yes, being kept together, and put to use. to a melancholy as she is, that it cannot but turn

Clo. I would play lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, him into a notable contempt : if you will see it, to bring a Cressida to this Troilus. follow me.

Vio. I understand you, sir ; 'tis well begg'd. Sir To. To the gates of Tartar, thou most excel- Clo. The matter, I hope, is not great, sir, beglent devil of wit !

ging but a beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My Sir And I'll make one loo.

[Ereuntlady is within, sir. I will construe to them whence

you come ; who you are, and wbat you would, art out of my welkin : I might say, element; but the word is over-worn.

[Erit. Vio. This fellow's wise enougli to play the fool; And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit: lle must observe their mood on whom be jeg's,



The quality of persons, and the time;

Hides my poor heart : So let me hear vou speak. Aod, like the baggard, check at every feather

Vio. I pity you.
That comes before his eye. This is a practice, Oli. That's a degree to love.
As full of labour as a wise man's art :

Vio. No, not a grise ; for 'tis a vulgar proof, For folly, that lie wisely sbows, is fit;

That very oft we pity enemies. Bur wise men, folly-fallen, quite taint their wit. Oli. Why, then, methinks, 'tis time to smile

again: Enter Sir TOBY Belch and Sir ANDREW

O world, bow apt the poor are to be proud !

If one should be a prey, how much the better Sir To. Save you, gentlemen.

To fall before the lion, than the wolf? [Clock strikes. Vio. And you, sir.

The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.Sir And. Dieu vous garde, monsieur.

Be not afraid, good youth, I will not bave you: Vio. Et rous aussi ; votre serviteur.

And yet when wit and youth is come to barvest Sir And. I hope, sir, you are ; and I am yours. Your wife is like to reap a proper man

Sir To. Will you encounter the house ? my niece There lies your way, due west. is desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her. Vio.

Then westward-hoe : Vio. I am bound to your niece, sir: I mean, she Grace, and good disposition 'tend your ladyship! is the list of my voyage.

You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me! Sir To Taste your legs, sir, put them to motion. Oli. Stay :

Pue. My legs do better understand me, sir, than I pr’ythee, tell me, what thou think’st of me. I uuderstand what you mean by bidding me taste Vio. That you do think, you are not what you my legs. Sir To. I mean to go, sir, to enter.

Oli. If I think so, I think the same of you. Vio. I will answer you with gait and entrance : Vio. Then think you right; I am not what I am. But we are prevented.

Oli. I would you were as I would bave you be !

Vio. Would it be better, madam, than I am, Enter Olivia and MARIA.

I wish it might; for now I am your fool. Most excellent accomplished lady, the beavens rain Oli. O what a deal of scorn looks beautiful odouis on you!

In the contempt and anger of his lip! Sir And. That youth's a rare courtier! Rain A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon edours! well.

Then love that would seem hid : love's night is Vio. My matter bath no voice, lady, but to your own most pregnant and vouchsafed ear.

Cesario, by the roses of the spring,
Sir ind. Odours, pregnant and vouchsafed : By maidbood, bonour, truth, and everything,
I'll get 'em all three ready.

I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, Oli. Let the garden door be shut, and leave me Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion bide. to my bearing.

Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, [Ereuni Sir Tony, Sir Andrew, and Maria. For, that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause : Give me your hand, sir.

But, rather, reason thus with reason fetter: Vio. My duty, madam, and most bumble service. Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better. Oli. What is your name?

Vio. By innocence I swear, and by my youth, Vio. Cesario is your servant's name, fair princess. I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth,

Oli. My servant, sir! 'Twas never merry world, And that no woman has; nor vever done
Since lowly feigning was call'd compl ment : Sball mistress be of it, save I alone.
You are servant to the Count Orsino, youth. And so adieu, good madam ; never more
Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be Will I my master's tears to you deplore.

Oli. Yet come again : for thou, perbaps, may'st
Yo'r servant's servant is your servant, madam.
Oli. For him, I think not on him : for bis That heart, which now abhors, to like his love.

[Exeunt, Would ihey were blanks, rather than fill'd with me!

Vio. Madam, I come to wbiet your genıle thoughts SCENE II.-A Room in Olivia's House. On bis behalf:Oli. o, by your leave, I pray you;

Enter Sir Toby Belch, Sir ANDREV AGUE-CHEF.K,

and FABIAN, I barle you never speak again of him : But, would you undertake another suit,

Sir And. No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer. I had rather bear you to solicit that,

Sir To. Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason. Than music from ibe spheres.

Fab. You must needs yield your reason, Sir Vio.

Dear lady,

Andrew. Oli. Give me leave, 1 beseech you: I did send Sir And. Marry, I saw your niece do more favours After the last enchantment you did bere,

to the count's serving-man, than ever she bestowed A ring in chase of you ; so did I abuse

upon me; I saw't i'the orchard. Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you

Sir To. Did she see thee the while, old boy ? tell Under your hard construction must I sit,

me tbat. To force that on you, in a shameful cunning, Sir And. As plain as I see you now. Wbich you knew none of yours : Wbat might you Fab. This was a great argument of love in her

think? Have you not set mine honour at the stake,

Sir And. 'Slight! will you make an ass o'mol And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts Fub. I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the That tyrandous heart can think. To one of your oaths of judgment and reason. receiving

Sir To. And they have been grand jury-men, Enough is shown; a cyprus, not a bosom, since before Noah was a sailor.


toward you.

Fai. She did show favour to the youth in your him; if she do, he'll smile, and take't for a great sight, only to exasperate you, to awake your dor-favour. mouse valour, or put fire in your heart, and brim- Sir To. Come, bring us, bring us where he is. stone in your livor: You should then have accosted

(Eseunt. her; and with some excellent jests, fire-new from

SCENE III.-A Street. the mint, you should have banged the youth into dumbness. This was looked for at your band, and

Enter Antonio and SEBASTIAN. this was baulked : the double guilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed

Seb. I would not by my will have troubled you into the north of my lady's opinion ; where you will But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,

I will no further chide you. hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard, coless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt, either More sharp than filed steel, did spur me fortb ;

Ant. I could not stay behind you; my desire, of valour or policy.

Sir And. And't be any way, it must be with va. Anů not all love to see you (though so much, lour; for policy I hate; I had as lief be a Brownist, As mign, bave drawn one to a longer voyage), as a politician.

But jealousy what might befal your travel, Sir To. Why then, build me thy fortunes upon Being skilless in these parts ; which to a stranger, the basis of valour. Challenge me the count's Unguided, and unfriended, often prove youth to fight with him; burt him

in eleven places The rather by these arguments of fear,

Rough and unhospitable : ivíy willing love, my niece shall take note of it: and assure thyself

. Set forth in your pursuit. there is no love-broker in the world can more pre

Seb. vail in man's commendation with woman, than re

My kind Antonio,

I can no other answer make, but, thanks, port of valour.

And thanks, and ever thanks : Often good turns Fab. There is no way but this, Sir Andrew. Sir And. Will either of you bear me a challenge But, were my worth, as is my conscience, firm,

Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay : to him? Sir To. Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst

You should find better dealing. What's to do? and brief ; it is no matter how witty, so it be elo- Shall we go see the reliques of this town?

Ant. Tomorrow, sir; best, first, go see your quent and full of invention; taunt him with the license of ink : if thou thou'st him some thrice, it

lodging. shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in I pray you let us satisfy our eyes

Seb. I am not weary, and 'tis long to night; thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big with the memorials, and the things of fame, enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em

That do renown this city. down ; go about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no I do not without danger walk these streets :


'Would, you'd pardon me ; matter : About it: Sir And. Where shall I find you?

Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the count bis galleys, Sir To. We'll call thee at the cubiculo: Go.

I did some service; of such noie, indeed, (Exit Sir Andrew. That, were I ta’en here, it would scarce be an.

swer'd. Fah. This is a dear manakin to you, Sir Toby. Sir To. I bave been dear to him, lad ; some two

Seb. Belike, you slew great number of bis people. thousand strong, or so.

Ant. The offence is not of sucb a bloody nature ; Fab. We shall have a rare letter from him: but Might well have given us bloody argument:

Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel, you'll not deliver it. Sir To. Never trust me then; and by all means What we took from them ; which, for traffic's sake,

It might have since been answer'd in repaying stir on the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes cannot hail them together. For Andrew,

Most of our city did : only myself stood out :
if he were opened, and you find so much blood in For which, if I be lapsed in this place,
his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the

I shall pay dear.

Do not then walk too open. rest of the anatomy.

Ant. It doth not fit me. Fab. And his opposite, the youth, bears in his

Hold, sir, here's my visage no great presage of cruelty.

purse ;

In the south suburbs, at the Elephant,
Enter Maria.

Is best to lodge : I will bespeak our diet,
Sir To. Look where the youngest wren of nine Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your know-

ledge, Mar. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh

With viewing of the town; there shall you have yourselves into stitches, follow me: yon' gull Malvolio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for

Seb. Why I your purse there is no Christian, that means to be saved You have desire to purchase ; and your store,

Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy by believing rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages of grossness. He's in yellow

tbink, is not for idle markets, sir. stockings.

Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for

An hour.
Sir To. And cross-gartered ?
Mar. Most villanously ; like a pedant that keeps

Ant. To the Elephant.-

I do remember.
a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like
his murderer: He does obey every point of the

[Ereint. letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile

SCENE IV.- Olivia's Garden. his face into more lines than are in the new map, with the augmentation of the Indies: you have

Enter Olivia and Maria. not seen such a thing as 'tis ; I can hardly forbear Oli. I have sent after him. He says he'll coine hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike How shall I ftust him ? what bestow on him?




For youth is bought more oft, than begg'd, or bor- ! Mal. Oh, ho! do you come near me now! no row'd.

worse man than Sir Toby to look to me? This I speak too loud.

concurs directly with the letter : sbe sends him on Where is Malvolio ?-he is sad, and civil,

purpose, that I may appear stubborn to him; for And suits well for a servant with my fortunes ; she incites me to that in the letter. Cast thy numWhere is Malvolio?

ble slough, says she ;- be opposite with a kinsman, Mar.

He's coming, madam ; surly with servants,-let thy tongue tang with ar. But in strange manner. He is sure possess’d. guments of state,-put thyself into the trick of singu

Oli. Why, what's the matter ? does he rave ? larity; and, consequently, sets down the manMar.

No, madam, ver bow; as, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a He does nothing but smile : your ladyship slow tongue, in the habit of some sir of note, aod Were best have guard about you, if he come ; so forth. I have limed ber; but it is Jove's doing, For, sure, the man is tainted in his wits.

and Jove make me thankful! And, when she went Oli. Go call him hitber.-I'm as mad as he, away now, Let this fellow be look'd to: Fellow ! If sad and merry madness equal be.

not Malvolio, nor after my degree, but fellow.

Why, everything adheres rigether; that no dram Enter MalvoLIO.

of a scruple, no scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, How now, Malvolio?

no incredulous or unsafe circumstance,--What can Mal. Sweet lady, ho, ho. [Smiles fantastically. I be said?. Nothing, that can be, can come between Oli. Smil'st thou ?

me and the full prospect of my hopes. Well, I sent for thee upon a sad occasion.

Jove, not I, is the doer of this, and he is to bi Mal. Sad, lady? I could be sad : This does make thanked. some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering; Re-enter MARIA, with Sir TOBY Belch and But what of that, if it please the eye of one, it is

FABIAN, with me as the very true sonnet is : Please one, and please all.

Sir To. Which way is he, in the name of sanc. Oli. Why, bow dost thou man? what is the tity! If all the devils in hell be drawn in little, matter with thee?

and Legion himself possessed bim, yet I'll speak to Mal. Not black in my mind, though yellow in

him. my legs: It did come to bis hands, and commands

Fab. Here he is, here he is :-How is't with shall be executed. I think, we do know the sweet you, sir ? how is't with you, man? Roman hand.

Mal. Go off; I discard you ; let me enjoy my Oli. Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio ?

private ; go off. Mal. To bed ? ay, sweetheart; and I'll come to bim! did not I tell you ?—Sir Toby, my lady prays

Mar. Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within thee.

Oli. God comfort thee! Why dost thou smile so, you to bave a care of him. and kiss thy hand so oft?

Mal. Ah, ah ! does she so ? Mar. How do you, Malvolio ?

Sir To. Go to, go to; peace, peace, we must deal Mal. At your request ? Yes; Nightingales an- gently with bim, let me alone. How do you, sker daws.

Malvolio? bow is't with you? What, man ! defy Mar. Why appear you with this ridiculous bold. the devil : consider, be's an enemy to mankind. ness before my lady?

Mal. Do you know what you say? Mal. Be not afraid of greatness :-'twas well writ. takes it at heart! Pray God, he be not bewitched !

Mar. La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how he Oli. What meanest thou by that, Malvolio ? Mal. Some are born great,

Fab. Carry his water to the wise woman. Oli. Ha?

Mar. Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow Mal. Some achieve greatness, —

morning, if I live. My lady would not lose him Oli. What say'st thou ?

for more than I'll say. Mal. And some have greatness thrust upon them.

Mal. How now, mistress ? Oli. Heaven restore thee !

Mar. O lord ! Mal. Remember, who commended thy yellow stock

Sir To. Pr’ythoe, hold thy pouce ; this is not the ings;

way: Do you not see, you move him ? let me alone

with him. Oli

. Thy yellow stockings ? Mal. And wished to see thee cross-gartered.

Fab. No way but gentleness ; genıly, gently : Oli. Cross-gartored ?

the fiend is rough, and will not be roughly used.' Hal. Go to: thou art made, if thou desirest to be

Sir To. Why, how now, my bawcock ? how dost thou, chuck ?

Mal. Sir ?
Oli. Am I made?
Mal. If not, let me see thee a servant still.

Sir To. Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, man! Oli. Why, this is very midsummer inadoess.

'tis not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan :

Hang him, foul collier !
Enter Servant.

Mar. Get him to say his prayers; good Sir Toby,

get him to pray. Ser. Madamı, the young gentleman of the Count Mal. My prayers, minx ? Orsino's is returned'; I could hardly entreat him Mar. No, I 'warrant you, he will not bear of back : be attends your ladyship's pleasure.

godliness. Oli. I'll come to bim. [Exit Servant.) Good Mal. Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle sbal. Maria, let this fellow be looked to. Wbere's my low things : am not of your element; you shall cousin Toby? Let some of my people have a know more hereafter.

[Exit. special care of him ; I would not have him nuis- Sir To. Is't possible ? carry for the balf of my dowry.

Fab. If this were played upon a stage now, 1 (Exeunt Olivia and MARIA. could condemn it as an improbable fiction,


Sir To. His very genius bath taken the infection of the device, man.

Enter Olivia and VroLA. Mar. Nay, pursue him now ; lest the device Fab. Here he comes with your niece : give therr take air, and taint.

way, till be take leave, and presently after him. Fab. Why, we shall make bim mad, indeed. Sir To. I will meditate the while upon some hor. Mar. The house will be the quieter.

rid message for a challenge. Sir To. Come, we'll have him in a dark room,

[Exeunt Sir Toby, Fabian, and MARIA. and bound. My niece is already in the belief that Oli. I have said too much unto a heart of stone, he is mad; we may carry it thus, for our pleasure, And laid mine honour too unchary out: and his penance, till our very pastime, tired out of There's something in me that reproves my fault; breath, prompt us to have mercy on bir : at which But such a headstrong potent fault it is, time, we will bringite device to the bar, and crown That it but mocks reproof. thee for a finder of madmen. But see, but see. Vio. With the same 'baviour that your passion

bears, Enter Sir ANDREW ACUE-CilEEK.

Go on my master's griefs.

Oli. Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my picture; Fub. More matter for a May morning.

Refuse it not, it hath no tongue to vex you : Sir And. Here's ihe challenge, read it; I war. And, I beseech you, come aga'n 10-morrow. rant, there's vinegar and pepper in'it.

What shall you ask of me, that I'll deny; Fub. Is't so saw«y ?

That honour, sav'd, may upon asking give ? Sir And. Ay, is it, I warrant him : do but read. Vio. Nothing but this, your true luve for my

Sir To. Give me. [Reads.] Youth, whatsoever thon art, thou art but a scurvy fellow.

Oli. How with mine bonour may I give him that Fab. Good, and valiant.

Which I have given to you? Sir To. Wonder not, nor admire not in thy mind, Vio.

I will acquit you. why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason Oli. Well, come again to-morrow: Fare thee well; tor't.

A fiend, like thee, mi ht bear my soul to hell. [Exit Fal. A good note : that keeps you from the blow of the law.

Re-enter Sir Toby Bench and Fabian. Sir To. Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in my sight she uses thee kindly: but thou liest in thy throat, Sir To. Gentleman, God save thee. that is not the matter 1 challenge thee for.

Vio. And you, sir. Fab. Very brief, and exceeding good sense-less. Sir To. That defence thou bast, betake the to't.

Sir To. I will way-lay thee going home ; where if of wbat nature the wrongs are thou hast done him, it be thy chance to kill me

I know not; but thy intercepter, full of despight Fab. Good.

bloody as ihe bunter, attends thee at the orchard Sir To. Thou killest me like a rogue and a villain. end ; dismount thy tuck, be yare in thy prepara

Fab. Still you keep o'the windy side of the law: tion, for thy assailant is quick, skilful, and deadly. Good.

Vio. You mistake, sir ; I am sure, no man hath Sir To. Fare thee well; And God have mercy upon any quarrel to me; my remembrance is very free one of our souls ! He may have mercy upon mine ; but and clear from any image of offence done to any my hope is better, and so lovk to thyself. Thy friend, man. as thou usest him, and thy sworn enemi, ANDREW

Sir To. You'll find it otherwise, I assure you ; AGUE-CHEEK.

therefore, if you hold your life at any price, betake Sir To. If this letter move him not, bis legs can- you to your guard ; for your opposite hath in him not: I'll give't him.

wbat youth, strength, skill, and wrath, can furnish Mar. You may bave very fit occasion for't; he is man withal. now in some commerce with my lady, and will by Vio. I pray you, sir, what is he? and by depart.

Sir To. He is knight, dubbed with unbacked Sir To. Go, Sir Andrew ; scout me for him at the rapier, and on carpet consideration ; but be is a curner of the orchard, like a bum-bailiff: so soon devil in private brawl; souls and bodies hath he as ever thou seest bim, draw ; and, as thou drawest, divorced three ; and his incensement at this moswear horrible ; for it comes to pass oft, that a ter- ment is so implacable, that satisfaction can be none rible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply but by pangs of death and sepulchre : bob, nob, is twanged off, gives manhood more approbation bis word ; give't, or take't. than ever proof itself would bave earned him. Vio. I will return again into the house, and deAway.

sire some conduct of the lady. I am no fighter Sir And. Nay, let me alone for swearing. [Exit. I have heard of some kind of men, that put quar

Sir To. Now will not I deliver bis letter : for the rels purposely on others, to taste their valour: beBebaviour of the young gentleman gives him out to like, this is a man of that quirk. be of good capacity and breeding ; his employment Sir To. Sir, no ; his indignation derives itself out between his Jord 'and my piece confirms no less ; of a very competent injury; therefore, get you on, therefore this letter, being so excellently ignorant, and give bim his desire. Back you shall not to the will breed no terror in the youth, he will find it house, unless you undertake that with me, wbich comes from a clodpole. But, sir, I will deliver his with as much safety you might answer bim : therechallenge by word of mouth ; set upon Ague-cheek fore, on, or strip your sword stark naked; for ineddle a notable report of valour; and drive the gentle you must, that's certain, or forswear to wear iron man (as I know his youth will aptly receive it), about you. into a most hideous opinion of his rage, skill, fury, Vio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech and impetuosity. This will so fright them both, you, do me this courteous office, as to know of the that they will kill one another by the look, like | knight what my offence to him is; it is something cockatrices.

of my negligence, nothing of my purpose.

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