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for you.

on, and give him bis desire. Back you shall not but he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and so the bouse, unless you undertake that with me, a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on ; to't. which with as much safety you might answer Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath ! (draus. hiin: thereforc, on, or strip your sword stark

Enter Antonio. naked; for meddle you must, that's certain, or Vio. I do assure you, 'tis against my will. [draws, for wear to wear iron about you,

Ant. Put up your sword ;-if this young genVio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech

tleman you, do me this courteous office, as to know of the Have done offence, I take the fault on me; knight what my offence to him is; it is some-If you offend him, I for him defy you. [drawing. thing of my negligence, nothing of my purpose. Sir To. You, sir ? why, wbat are you?

Sir To. I will do so.—Signior Fabian, stay Ant. One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more, you by this gentleman till my return.

Than you have heard bim brag to you he will.

Cerit Sir Toby. Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am Vio. Pray yoa, sir, do you know of this matter?

[drains. Fab. I know, the knight is incensed against

Enter two Officers. you, even to a mortal arbitrement; but nothing Fab. O good Sir Toby, hold; bere come the of the circumstance more.

officers. Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he? Sir To. I'll be with you anon. {10 Antonin.

Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to Vio. Pray, sir, put up your stord, if you plrase. read him by his form, as you are like to find himn

[lo Sir Andrew. in the proof of his valour. He is, indeed, sir, the Sir And. Marry, will I, sir ;--- And, for that I most skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite, that you promised you, I'll be as good as my word : be could possibly have found in any part of Illyria : will bear you easily, and reins well. will you walk towards him? I will make your 1 Off. This is the man; do thy office. peace with him, if I can.

2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit Vio. I shall be much bound to you for't: I am Of count Orsino. one, that would rather go with sir priest, than Ant. You do inistake me, sir.

[welt, sir knight: I care not who knows so much of my 1 Off. No, sir, no jot; I know your favou mettle.

[ercunt. Though now you have no sea-cap on your head. Re-enter Sir Toby, with Sir Andrew. Take him away; he knows, I know him well. Sir. To. Why, inan, he's a very devil; I have Ant. I must obey.-This comes with secking not seen such a virago. I had a pass with him, But there's no remedy; I shall answer it. (yoir; rapier, scabbard, and all, and he gives me the What will you do? Now my necessity stuck-in with such a mortal motion, that it is Makes me to ask you for my purse : it grieves ine inevitable; and on tbe answer, he pays you as Much more, for what I cannot do for you, surely as your feet hit the ground they step on : Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz'd; Hey say, he has been fencer to the Sophy.

But be of comfort.
Sir And. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him. 2 Off. Come, sir, away.

Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified : Ant. I must entreat of you some of that money. Fabian can scarce hold him yonder.

Vio. What money, sir ? Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have And part, being prompted by your present trouble, scen him damned ere I'd have challenged him. Out of my lean and low ability Let him let the matter slip, and I'll give him my I'll lend you something: my having is not much, horse, grey Capilet.

I'll make division of my present with you: Sir To. I'll make the motion : stand here, make Hold, there is hall my coffer. a good show on't; this sball end without the per- Ant. Will you deny me now? dition of souls : marry, I'll ride your horse as well Is't possible, that my deserts to you as I ride you.

[aside. Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my mlocry, Re-enter Fabian and Viola.

Lest that it makes me so unsound a man, I have his horse (to Fab.) to take up the quarrel; As to upbraid you with those kindnesses I bave persuaded him the youth's a devil. That I have done for you.

Fab. He is horribly conceited of him; and pants, Vio. I know of none; and looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels. Nor know I you by voice, or any feature :

Sir To. There's no remedy, sir; he will fight I hate ingratitude inore in a man, with you for bis oath's sake : marry, he hath better Than lying, vanities, babbling, drunkenness, bethought him of this quarrel, and he finds that Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption now to be scarce worth talking of: therefore draw, Inhabits our frail blood. for the supportance of his vow; he protests, he will Ant. O Heavens themselves ! not hurt you.

2 Off. Come, sir, pray you go. Vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing would Ant. Let me speak a little. This youth that make me tell them how much I lack of a man. [aside. you sce here,

?'ab. Give ground, if you see him furious. I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death :

Sir To. Come, Sir Andrew, there's no remedy; Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love, the gentleman will, for his honour's sake, have one And to his image, which, methought, did promise luut with you: he cannot by the duello avoid it: | Most venerable worth, did I devotion.

1 Off. What's that to us ? The time goes by : Yet living in my glass; even such, and so, away.

In favour was my brother; and he went, Ant. But, o, how vile an idol proves this god !- Still in this fashion, colour, ornament, Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.- For him I imitate : 0, if it prove, In nature there's no blemish, but the mind; Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in lore! None can be call'd deform'd, but the unkind :

Геrir. . Virtue is beauty ; but the beauteous-evil

Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more Are empty trunks, o'erflourish'd by the devil. a coward than a hare: his dishonesty appears, iu

1 08: The man grows mad; away with him. leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying Come, come, sir.

him; and for his cowardship, ask Fabian. Ant. Lead me on. [exeunt Officers with Ant. Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, reliVio. Methinks, his words do from such passicn gious in it.

[him, That he believes himself: so do not I. [fly, Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat Prove true, imagination, o prove true,

Sir To. Do, cuff him soundly, but never draw That I, dear brother, be now ta’en for you! thy sword. Sir To. Come hither, knight; come hither,

Sir And. An I do not,

[erit. Fabian ; we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of Fab. Come, let's see the event. mnost sage saws.

Sir To. I dare lay any money, 'twill be nothVio. He nam'a Sebastian ; I my brother know

ing yet.

[e.rit. ACT IV. SCENE 1. THE STREET BEFORE OLIVIA'S HOUSE. If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword. Enter Sebastian and Clown.

[draws. Clo. Will you make me believe, that I am not Sir To. What, what? Nay, then I must have an sent for you?

ounce or two of this malapert blood from you. (draws. Sel. Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow ;

Enter Olivia. Let me be clear of thee.

Oli. Hold, Toby; on thy life, I charge thee, Clo. Well held out, i'faith! No, I do not know Sir To. Madam ?

(hold. you; nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid Oli. Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch, you come speak with her : nor your name is not fit for the mountains, and the barbarous cares, master Cesario ; nor this is not my nose neither. Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my -Nothing, that is so, is so.

Be not offended, dear Cesario :

[sight! Seb. I pr’ythee, vent thy folly somewhere else; | Rudesby be gone !- I pr’ythee, gentle friend, Thou know'st not me.

[exeunt Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Fabian. Clo. Vent my folly! he has heard that word. Let thy fair wisdorn, not thy passion, sway of some great man, and now applies it to a fool. In this uncivil and unjust extent Vent my folly! I am afraid this great lubber, the Against thy peacc. Go with me to my house; world, will prove a cockney. I pr’ythee now, And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks ungird thy strangeness, and tell me what I shall This ruffian hath butch'd up, that thou thereby vent to my lady: shall I vent to her that thou art May'st smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go, coming ?

Do not deny: beshrew his soul for me, Seb. I pr'ythee, foolish Greek, depart from me; He started one poor heart of mine in thee. There's money for thee ; if you tarry longer, Seb. What relish is in this ? how runs the stream? I shall give worse payment. :

Or I am mad, or else this is a dream :Clo. By my troth, thou hast an open hand :- Let fancy still my sense in Lethe sleep! these wise men, that give fools money, get them- | If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep! selves a good report after fourteen years' purchase. Oli. Nay, come, I pr'ythee : would thou’dst.

Enter Sir Andrew, Sir Toby, and Fabian. Seb, Madam, I will. [be rul'd by me! Sir And. Now, sir, have I met you again? Oli. O, say so, and so be!

[ercunt. there's for you.

[striking Sebastian. SCENE II. A ROOM IN OLIVIA'S HOUSE. Seb. Why, there's for thee, and there, and there;

Enter Maria and Clown.

beter Are all the people mad ? (beating Sir Andrew, Mar. Nay, I pr’ythce, put on this gown, and

Sir To. Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger this beard; make him believe thou art sir Topas o'er the house.

the curate ; do it quickly; I'll call sir Toby the Clo. This will I tell my lady straight: I would whilst.

[erit Maria not be in some of your coats for twopence. [er. Clo. Clo. Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble

Sir To. Come on, sir; hold. (holding Sebastian. myself in't ; and I would I were the first that ever

Sir And. Nay, let him alone ; I'll go another dissembled in such a gown. I am not fat enough way to work with him ; I'll have an action of to become the function well; nor lean enough to battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria : be thought a good student; but to be said, an honthough I struck him first, yet it's no matter for cst man, and a good bousekeeper, goes as fairly, 29 Seb. Let go thy hand.

[that. to say, a careful man, and a great scholar. The Sir To. Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, competitors enter. my young soldier, put up your iron: you are well Enter Sir Toby Belch and Maria. flushed; come on.

(thou now? Sir To. Jove bless thee, master parson. Sci. I will be free from thee. What would'st Clo. Bonos dies, sir Toby: for as the old her..

mit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very Mal. Fool,
wittily said to a niece of king Gorboduc, That, Clo. Alas, why is she so ?
that is, is : so I, being master parson, am master

Mal. Fool, I

say; parson; for what is that, but that ? and is, but is ? Clo. She loves another.- Who, calls, ha ? Sir To. To him, Sir Topas.

Mal. Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well Clo. What, hoa, I say,—Peace in this prison! at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, Sir To. The knave counterfeits well; a good and paper ; as I am a gentleman, I will live to knave.

be thankful to tbee for't. Mal. [in an inner chamber.] Who calls there? Clo. Master Malvolio ! Clo. Sir Topas, the curate, who comes to visit Mal. Ay, good fool.

! [wits? Malvolio, the lunatic.

(to my lady. Clo. Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas, good sir Topas, go Mal. Fool, there was never man so notoriously

Clo. Out, hyperbolical fiend ! how vexest thou abused: I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art. this man? talkest thou nothing but of ladies ? Clo. But as well ? then you are mad, indeed, Sir To. Well said, master parson.

if you be no better in your wits than a fool. Mal. Sir Topas, never was man thus wronged ! Mal. They bave here propertied me; keep me good sir Topas, do not think I am mad; they have in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do all Jajd me here in hideous darkness.

they can to face me out of my

wits. Clo. Fie, thou dishonest Sathan! I call thec by Clo. Advise you what you say; the minister is the most modest terms: for I am one of those gen- here.—Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens tle ones, that will use the devil himself with restore! endeavour thyself to sleep, and leave thy courtesy : say'st thou, that house is dark?

vain bibble babble. Mal. As hell, sir Topas.

Mal. Sir Topas,Clo. Why, it hath bay-windows, transparent as Clo. Maintain uo words with him, good fellow. barricadoes, and the clear stones towards the south--Who, I, sir ? not I, sir. God b'wi'you, good north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet complain- sir Topas.-Marry, amen.— I will, sir, I will. est thou of obstruction ?

Mal. Fool, fool, fool, I say, Mal. I am not mad, sir Topas; I say to you, Clo. Alas, sir, be patient. Why say you, sir? this house is dark.

I am shent for speaking to you. Clo. Madman, thou. errest : I say, there is no Mal. Good fool, help me to some light, and darkness, but ignorance ; in which thou art more some paper ; I tell thee, I am as well in my witë, puzzled, than the Egyptians in their fog.

as any man in Illyria. Mal. I say this house is as dark as ignorance, Clo. Well-a-day,—that you were, sir ! though ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say, Mal. By this hand, I am : good fool, some ink, there was never man thus abused: I am no more paper, and light, and convey what I will set dowa mad than you are ; make the trial of it in any to my lady; it shall advantage thee more thaus constant question.

ever the bearing of letter did. Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras, con- Clo. I will help you to't. But tell me true, cerning wild-fowl.

are you not mad, indeed? or do you but counterMal. That the soul of our grandam might haply feit? inhabit a bird

Mal. Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. Clo. What thinkest thou of his opinion?

Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way ap- his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, prove his opinion.

and ink, Clo. Fare thee well : remain thou still in dark- Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degreo: ness : thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras, I pr'ythee, be gone. ere I will allow of thy wits: and fear to kill a

I am gone, sir, woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy gran

And anon, sir,

I'll be with you again, dam. Fare thee well.

In a trice, Mal. Sir Topas, sir Topas,

Like to the old vice,

Your need to sustain; Sir To. My most exquisite sir Topas !

Who with dagger of lath, Clo. Nay, I am for all waters.

In his rage and his wrath, Mar. Thou might'st have done this without

Cries, ah, ah ! to the devil

Liko a mad lad, thy beard and gown; he sees thee not.

Parc thy nails dad, Sir To. To him in thine own voice, and bring

Adieu, goodman drirol [c-it. me word how thou findest him: I would we were

SCENE INI. OLIVIA's Garden. well rid of this knavery. If he may be conveni

Enter Sebastian. ently delivered, I would he were : for I am now Scb. This is the air ; that is the glorious sun, vo far in offence with my niece, that I cannot pur- This pearl she gave me, I do feel't, and see't : sue with any safety this sport to the upshot. And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Come by and by to my chamber.

Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then ? [ereunt Sir Toby and Maria. I could not find him at the Elephant : Clo. Hey, Robin, jolly Robin,

Yet there he was : and there I found this credit, Tell me how thy lady does. (singing. That he did range the town to seek me out. Mal. Fool,

His counsel now might do me golden service; Cw. My lady is unkind, perdy.

For though my soul disputes well with zay sense


with me,


That this may be some error, but no madness, Now


and with this holy man, Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune

Into the chantry by: there, before him, So far exceed all instance, all discourse,

And underneath that consecrated roof, That I am ready to distrust mine eyes,

Plight me the full assurance of your faith; And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me That my most jcalous and too doubtful soul To any other trust, but that I am mad,

May live at peace; he shall conceal it, Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so,

Whiles you are willing it shall come to note ; She could not sway her house, command her fol- | What time we will our celebration keep lowers,

According to my birth.— What do you say? Take, and give back, affairs, and their despatch, Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing

you; As, I perceive, she does : there's something in't, And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. That is deceivable. But here comes the lady. Oli. Then lead the way, good father ;-and Enter Olivio and a Priest.

heavens so shine, Oli. Blame not this haste of mine: if you That they may fairly note this act of mine! mean well,

(exenrio ACT V. SCENE I. THE STREET BEFORE OLIVIA'S HOUSE. Clo. Marry, sir; lullaby to your vounty, till I Enter Clown and Fabian.

come again. Ig

go, sir; but I would not have you Fab. Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his to think, that my desire of having is the sin of letter.

covetousness : but, as you say, sir, let your bounty Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me another take a nap, I will awake it anon. [exit Clowns requiest.

Enter Antonio and Officers.
Fab. Any thing.

Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue
Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.

Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recompense, Duke. That face of his I do remember well; desire my dog again

Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd
Enter Duke, Viola, and Attendants.

As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war :
Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends? A bawbling vessel was he captain of
Co. Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings. For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable:

Duke. I know thee well; how dost thou, my with which such scathful grapple did he wake good fellow?

With the most noble bottom of our fleet, Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and that very envy, and the tongue of loss, the worse for my friends.

Cry'd fame and honour on him :- What's the Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy i Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio, (matter? Clo. No, sir, the worse.

[friends. That took the Phænix, and her fraugbt, from Duke. How can that be?

Candy; Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an And this is he, that did the Tyger board. ass of me; now, my foes tell me plainly I am an When your young nephew Titus lost his leg: ass : so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the know- Here in the streets, desperate of shame, and state, ledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused: In private brabble did we apprehend him. so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four Vio. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my side; rregatives make your two affirmatives, why, then But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, the worse for my friends, and the better for my | I know not what 'twas, but distraction. fors.

Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! Duke. Why, this is excellent.

What foolish bolduess brought thee to their mere Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you

cies, to be one of my friends.

Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear, Duke. Thou shalt not be the worsc for me: Hast made thine enemies? there's gold.

Ant. Orsino, noble sir,

(me; Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you give I would you could make it another.

Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate,
Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.

Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hitber: once, and let your flesh and blood obey it. That most ungrateful boy there, by your side,

Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a From the rude sca's enrag'd and foumy mouth double dealer; there's another.

Did I redeem ; a wreck past hope he was : Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and His life I gave him, and did thereto add the old saying is, the third pays for all: the triplex, My love, without retention, or restraint, air, is a good triping measure; or the bells of St. All his in dedication : for bis sake, Bennet, sir, may put in mind; one, two, three. Did I expose myself, pure for his lore,

Duke. You can fool no more money out of me Into the danger of this adverse town; 6t this throw; if you will let your lady know, I Drew to defend him, when he was beset; um here to speak with her, and bring her along Where being apprehended, his false cunning with you, it may awake my bounty further. (Not meaning to partake with me in danger,)

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T'aught him co face me out of his acquaintance, Oli. Whither, my lord 3-Cesario, husband, sind grew a twenty-ycar's-removed thing,

Duke. Husband ?

(stay. TVhile one would wink; denied me minc own Oli. Ay, husband; can be that deny? Which I had recommended to bis use


Duke. Her husband, sirrah ? Not half an hour before.

Vio. No, my lord, not I. Vio. How can this be?

Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear, Duke. When came he to this town?

That makes thee strangle thy propricty: Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up; (No interim, not a minute's vacancy,) [before, Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art Both day and night did we keep company. Asgreat as that thou fear'st.—0, welcomc, father! Enter Olivia and Attendants.

Re-enter Attendant and Priest. Duke. Here comes the countess; now heaven | Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence, walks on earth.

[ness : Here to unfold (though lately we intended But for thee, fellow, fellow, thy words are mad- To keep in darkness, what occasion nove Three months this youth hath tended upon nie; Reveals before 'tis ripe,) what thou dust know But more of that anon.- -Take him aside.

Hath newly past between this youth and me Oli. What would my lord, but that he may Priest. A contract of eterual bond of love, not have,

Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your bands, Wherein Olivia may scem serviceable?

Attested by the boly close of lips, Cesiurio, you do not keep promise with ine. Strengthen'd by interchangement of your rings ; Vio. Madam?

And all the ceremony of this compáct Duke. Gracious Olivia,

(lord,— Scal'd in my function, by my testiniony: Oli. What do you say, Cesario ?-Good my Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my * Vio. My lord would speak, my duty husles me. I have travelled but two hours.

(grave, Oli. If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear,

thou be, As bowling after music.

When time hath sow'd a grizzle on tby case? Duke. Still so cruel ?

Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow, Oli. Still so constant, lord.

(lady, That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow? Duke. What! to perverseness? you upcivil Farewell, and take her; but direct thy fert, To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars

Where thou and I henceforth may never meet. My soul the faithfull’st offerings hath breath'd out, Vio. My lord, I do protest,That e'er devotion tender'd! what shall I do? Oli. O, do not swear : Oli. Even what it please my lord, that shall | Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear. become him.

[it, Enter Sir Andrew Ague-cheek, with his heard brokc. Duke. Why should I not, had I the heart to do Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon ; serid Like to the Egyptian thief, at point of deatlı, one presently to sir Toby. Kill what I love ; a savage jealousy,

Oli. What's the matter? That sometime savours nobly?- But hear me Sir And. He has broke my head across, are Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, (this: bas given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the And that I partly know the instrument

love of God, your help: I had rather than forty That screws ine from my true place in your favour, pound, I were at home. Live you, the marble-breasted tyrant, still;

Oli. Who has done this, Sir Andrew ? But this your minion, whom, I know, you love, Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Cesario : And whom, by heaven, I swear, I tender dearly, we took him for a cowarcı, but he's the Him will I tear out of that cruel eye,

incardinate. Where he sits crown'd in his master's spite.- Duke. My gentleman, Cesurio ? Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in Sir And. Od's lifelings, here he is :---you broko mischief;

my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love,

set on to do't by Sir Toby.

[you: To spite a ravens heart within a dove. [going. Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt

Vio. And I most jocund, apt, and willingly, You drew your sword upon me, without cause ; To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die. But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.

[ following. Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you Oli. Where goes Cesario ?

have hurt me; I think, you sct nothing by a Vio. After him I love,

bloody coxcomb. More than I love these eyes, more than my life, Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Clown. Niore, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wile : Here comes Sir Toby halting, you shall hear If I do feign, you witnesses above,

more; but if he had not been in drink, he would Punish my life, for tainting of my love!

have tickled you othergates than he did. Oli. Ah me, detested ! how am I beguil'd ! Duke. How now, gentlemen? how is't with you? Vio. Who does beguile you? who does do you Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and wrong?

there's the end on't-Sot, dids't see Dick surgeou, Oli. Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long ?- sot? Cail forth the holy father. (crit an Attendant. Clo. O, he's drjuk Sir Toby, an hour agrime; Duke. Come away.

[10 Viola. I eyes were set at eight i'the morning.

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