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Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet,
Oli. O, do not swear;
Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear.
Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK, with his head
Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon; send one presently to sir Toby.
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, 1 were at
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 incardinate.
Duke. My gentleman, Cesario?
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.
Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: You drew your sword upon me without cause; But I bespake you fair, an: hurt you not.
Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have burt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb. Enter Sir TOBY BELCH, drunk, ied by the CLOWN. Ilere 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, gentlemen? how is't with you? Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and there's the end on't.-Sot, did'st 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. After a passy-measure, or a 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 be dressed together,
Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxcomb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull?
Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'a to.
[Ereunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir Andrer.
Enter SEBASTIAN. Sed. I am sorry, madam, I have hart your kinsman; But, had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. You throw a strange regard upon me, and By that I do perceive it hath offended you; Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows We made each other but so late ago.
Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two perA natural perspective, that is, and is not. (sons;
Seb. Antonio, o my dear Antonio!
Ant. Sebastian are you?
Art. How have you made division of yourself?
Oli. Most wonderful!
Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother:
Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father ;
Seb. A spirit I am, indeed;
Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.
Seb. O that record is lively in my soul !
Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both,
I'll bring you to a captain in this town,
Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help I was preserv'd, to serve this noble count:
All the occurrence of my fortune since
Hath been between this lady, and this lord.
But nature to her bias drew in that.
I shall have share in this most happy wreck:
Duke. 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 my lady's.
Öli. He shall enlarge him :-Fetch Malvolia hither:And yet, alas, now I remember me,
They say, poor gentleman, he's much distract.
Re-enter CLOWN, with a letter.
A most extracting frenzy of mine own
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 you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles 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, madani, I do but read madness: an your Jadyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow
Oli. Pr’ythee, 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. Pead it you, sirrah.
[To Fabies. Fab. (Reads) By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the word shall know it : though you have put me inte darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule oder 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 bur to do myself much righi, or you much shame.
Think of as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak
The madly-used Malvolio. Oli. Did he write this? Clo. Ay, madam. Duke. This savours not much of distraction. Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither.
(Erit Fabian. My lord, so please you, these things further thought on, To think me as well a sister as a wife, One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you; Here at my house, and at my proper cost.
Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace your offer.Your master quits yon; [To Viola) and, for your ser
vice done him,
Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO.
Oli. Ay, my lord, this same: How now, Malvolio ?
Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Notorious wrong.
Oli. Have I, Malvolio? no. Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter: You must not now deny it is your hand, Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase ;
Or say, 'is not your seal, nor your invention:
Why you have given me such clear lights of favour ;
First told me, thou wast mad; then cam❜st in smiling,
Of thine own cause.
Fab. Good madam, hear me speak;
And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come,
Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not,
Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee? Clo. some are born some achieve ness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one, sir, in this interlude; one sir Topas, sir; but that's all one:-By the Lord, fool, I am not mad;-But do you remember? Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd: And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. [Exit.