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Vio. My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon own most pregnant' and vouchsafed ear.
Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon. Sir And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchsafed :- Cesario, by the roses of the spring, I'll get 'em all three ready.
By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, Oli. Let the garden door be shut, and leave me I love thee so, that,
maugres all thy príde, to my hearing.
Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide. (Exeunt Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Maria. Do not extort thy reasons from this clauso, Give me your hand, sir.
For, that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause; Vio. My duty, madam, and most humble service. But, rather, reason thus with reason fetter: Oli. What is your name?
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better. Vio. Cæsario is your servant's name, fair princess. Vio. By innocence I swear, and by my youth, Oli. My servant, sir ! 'Twas never merry world, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment : And that no woman has; nor never none You are servant to the count Orsino, youth. Shall mistress be of it, save I alone. Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be And so adieu, good madam; never more yours;
Will I my master's tears to you deplore. Your servant's servant is your servant, madam. Oli. Yet come again: for thou, perhaps, may'st
Oli. For him, I think not on him: for his thoughts, Would they were blanks, rather than fill'd with me! That heart, which now abhors, to like his love. Vio. Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts
(Exeunt. On his behalf :Oli.
0, by your leave, I pray you; SCENE II.A Room in Olivia's house. Enter I bade you never speak again of him:
Sir Toby Belch, Sir Andrew Ague-cheek, and But, would you undertake another suit,
Sir And. No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer. Vio
Sir To. Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reaOli. Give me leave, I beseech you: I did send, After the last enchantment you did here,
Fab. You must need yield your reason, sir An
drew. A ring in chase of you ; so did I abuse Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you:
Sir And. Marry, I saw your niece do more fa. Under your hard construction must I sit,
vours to the count's serving-man, than ever she To force that on you, in a shameful cunning,
bestowed upon me; I saw't ì' the orchard. Which you knew none of yours: What might you tell me that.
Sir To. Did she see thee the while, old boy? think? Have you not set mine honour at the stake,
Sir And. As plain as I see you now. And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts
Fab. This was a great argument of love in her
toward you. That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your receiving?
Sir And, 'Slight! will you make an ass o' me? Enough is shown; a cyprus, not a bosom,
Fab. I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon tho Hides my poor heart: So let me hear you speak.
oaths of judgment and reason. Vio. I pity you.
Sir To. And they have been grand jury-men, Oli. That's a degree to love.
since before Noah was a sailor. Vio . No, not a grise ;' for 'tis a vulgar proof, sight, only
to exasperate you, to awake your dor
Fab. She did show favour to the youth in your That very oft we pity enemies. Oli. Why, then, methinks, 'tis time to smile mouse valour, to put fire in your heart, and brim
stone in your liver: You should then have accosted again : O world, how apt the poor are to be proud !
her; and with some excellent jest, fire-new from If onc should be a prey, how much the better
the mint, you should have banged the youth into To fall before the lion, than the wolf?
dumbness. This was looked for at your hand, and
(Clock strikes. this was baulked: the double gilt of this oppor. The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.
tunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed Be not afraid, good youth, I will not have you :
into the north of my lady's opinion; where you will And yet, when wit and youth is come to harvest, hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard, unless Your wife is like to reap a proper man:
you do redeem it by some laudable attempt, either There lies your way, due west.
of valour, or policy. Vio
Then westward-hoe :
Sir And. Ånd't be any way, it must be with Grace, and good disposition 'tend your ladyship! valour ; for policy. I hate : l'had as lief be a You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?
Brownist, as a politician. Oli. Stay:
Sir Tó. Why then, build me thy fortunes upon I pr’ythee, tell me, what thou think'st of me.
the basis of valour.' Challenge me the count's Vio. That you do think, you are not what you youth to fight with him; hurt him in eleven places;
my niece shall take note of it: and assure thyself, Oli. Ir I think so, I think the same of you.
there is no love-broker in the world can more preVio. Then think you right; I am not what I am. vail in man's commendation with woman, than reOli . I would, you were as I would have you be! port
of valour. Vio. Would it be better, madam, than I am,
Fab. There is no way but this, sir Andrew. I wish it might; for now I am your fool.
Sir And. Will either of you bear me a cha). Oli, 0, what'a deal of scorn looks beautiful
lenge to him ? In the contempt and anger of his lip!
Sir To. Go, write it in a martial hand; bo
curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be (1) Ready. (2) Ready apprehension. (3) Step. (5) Separatists in queen Elizabeth's reign. (4) In spite of.
eloquent, and full of invention : taunt him with], Seb. I am not weary, and 'tis long to night; the license of ink: if thou thou'st him some thrice, I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie With the memorials, and the things of fame, in thy sheet of paper, although ihe sheet were big That do renown this city. enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em Ant,
Would, you'd pardon me; down; go, about it. Let there be gall enough in I do not without danger walk these streets : thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the count his galleys, matter: About it.
I did some service; of such note, indeed, Sir And. Where shall I find you?
That, were I ta'en here, it would scarce be anSir To, We'll call thee at the cubiculo :: Go.
swer'd. (Erit Sir Andrew, Seb. Belike, you slew great number of his people. Fab. This is a dear manikin to you, sir Toby, Ant. The offence is not of such a bloody nature;
Sir To. I have been dear to him, lad; some Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel, two thousand strong or so.
Might well have given us bloody argument. Fab. We shall have a rare letter from him : but It might have since been answer'd in repaying you'll not deliver it.
What we took from them; which, for traffic sake, Sir To. Never trust me then ; and by all means Most of our city did: only myself stood out: stir on the youth to an answer. I think, oxen and For which, if I be lapsed in this place, wainropeso cannot hale them together. For An. I shall pay dear. drew, if he were opened, and you find so much Seb.
Do not then walk too open. blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I'll Ant. It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my eat the rest of the anatomy.
purse ; Fab. And his opposite, the youth, bears in his In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, visage no great presage of cruelty.
Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet,
Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your know. Enter Maria,
ledge, Sir To, Look, where the youngest wren of nine with viewing of the town; there shall you have me. comes,
Seb. Why I your purse ? Mar. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh, Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy yourselves into stitches, follow me: yon' gull Mal- You have desire to purchase; and your store, yolio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for there I think, is not for idle markets, sir. is no Christian, that means to be saved by believing Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages An hour. of grossness. He's in yellow stockings.
Ant. To the Elephant.Sir To. And cross-gartered?
I do remember. Mar, Most villanously; like a pedant that keeps
(Ereunt. a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer: he does obey every point of the letter SCENE IV.–Olivia's Garden. Enter Olivia that I dropped to betray him. He does sinile his
and Maria, face into more lines, than are in the new map, with the augmentation of the Indies; you have not seen How shall I feast him ? what bestow on him?
Oli. I have sent after him: He says, he'll come ; such a thing as 'tis ; I can hardly forbear hurling for youth is bought more oft, than begg'd, or bor. things at him, I know, my lady will strike him;
row'd. she do, he'll smile, and take't for a great favour. Sir To. Come, bring us, bring us where he is,
I speak too loud. (Exeunt.
Where is Malvolio ?-he is sad, and civil,
And suits well for a servant with my fortunes ; SCENE III, street. Enter Antonio and Se Where is Malvolio ? bastian,
He's coming, madam; Seb. I would not, by my will, have troubled you ;
But in strange manner. He is sure possess'd. But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,
Oli, Why, what's the matter ? does he rave ? I will no further chide you,
No, madam, Ant. I could not stay behind you ; my desire,
He does nothing but smile : your ladyship More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth;
Were best have guard about you, if he come; And not all love to see you (though so much,
For, sure, the man is tainted in his wits. As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,)
Oli, Go call him hither.-I'm as mad as he, But jealousy what might befall your travel,
If sad and merry madness equal be. Being skilless in these parts ; which to a stranger,
Enter Malvolio, Unguided, and unfriended, often
prove Rough and unhospitable : my willing love How now, Malvolio ? The rather by these arguments of fear,
Mal. Sweet lady, ho, ho ! [Smiles fantastically. Set forth in your pursuit.
Oli. Smil'st thou? Seb,
My kind Antonio, I sent for thee upon a sad' occasion. I can no other answer make, but, thanks,
Mal, Sad, lady? I could be sad: this does make And thanks, and ever thanks : Often good turns some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering: Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay: but what of that, if it pleases the eye of one, it is But, were my worth, as is my conscience, firm, with me as the very true sonnet is : Please one and You should find better dealing. What's to do?'
please all. Shall we go see the reliques of this town?
Oli. Why, how dost thou, man? what is the mat. Ant, To-morrow, sir ; best, first, go see your ter with thee ? lodging.
Mal. Not black in my mind, though yellow in (1) In Hertfordshire, which held forty persons,
Wealth. (5) Caught. 12) Chamber. (3) Wagon ropes,
Grave and demure. (7) Grave.
my legs: It did come to his hands, and commands Ma. Go off; I discard you; let me enjoy my shall be executed. I think, we do know the sweet private ; go off. Roman hand.
Mar. Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within Oli. Will thou go to bed, Malvolio ?
him! did I not tell you ?-Sir Toby, my lady Mal. To bed ? ay, sweet-heart; and I'll come prays you to have a care of him. to thee.
Nial. Ah, ha! does she so ?
must deal and kiss thy hand so ost?
gently with him ; let me alone. How do you, MalMar. How do you, Malvolio ?
volio? how is't with you? What, man! defy the Mal. At your request ? Yes; nightingales an- devil : consider, he's an enemy to mankind. swer daws.
Mal. Do you know what you say? Mar. Why appear you with this ridiculous bold Mar. La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how ness before my lady?
he takes it at heart! Pray God, he be not beMal. Be not afraid of greatness :-'Twas well witched ! writ.
Fab. Carry his water to the wise woman. Oli. What meanest thou by that, Malvolio ? Mar. Marry, and it shall be done to-morrow Mal. Some are born great,
morning, if I live. My lady would not lose him Oli. Ha?
for more than I'll say. Mal. Sonte achieve greatness,
Mal. How now, mistress ? Oli. What say'st thou ?
Mar. O lord! Mal. And some have greatness thrust upon them. Sir To. Pr’ythee, hold thy peace ; this is not the Oli. Heaven restore thee!
way: Do you not see, you move him ? let me alone Mal
. Remember who commended why yellow with him. stockings;
Fab. No way but gentleness ; gently, gently : Oli. Thy yellow stockings ?
the fiend is rough, and will not be roughly used. Mal. And wished to see thee cross-gartered. Sir To. Why, how now, my bawcock ?“ how Oli. Cross-gartered?
dost thou, chuck ? Mal. Go lo : thou art made, if thou desirest to Mal. Sir?
Sir To. Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, man! Oli. Am I made ?
l'tis not for gravity to play at cherry-pits with SaMal. If not, let me see thee a servant still. tan: Hang him, foul collier ! Oli. Why, this is very midsummer madness.' Mar. Get him to say his prayers ; good sir Toby,
get him to pray. Enter Servant.
Mal. My prayers, minx ? Ser. Madam, the young gentleman of the count Mar. No, I warrant you, he will not hear of Orsino's is returned; could hardly entreat him godliness. back; he attends your ladyship's pleasure. Mal. Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle,
Oli. I'll come to him. [Exit Servant.) Good shallow things: I am not of your element; you Maria, let this fellow be looked to. Where's my shall know more hereafter.
[Exit. cousin Toby? Let some of my people have a spe
Sir To. Is't possible! cial care of him; I would not have him miscarry Fab. If this were played upon a stage now,
I for the half of my dowry. (Exil Olivia and Mar. could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
Mal, Oh, ho do you come near me now? no Sir To. His very genius hath taken the infection worse man than sir Toby to look to me? This con- of the device, man. eurs directly with the letter: she sends him on pur Mar. Nay, pursue him now; lest the device
may appear stubborn to him ; for she take air, and taint. incites me to that in the letter. Cast thé humble Fab. 'Why, we shall make him mad, indeed. slough, says she; be opposite with a kinsman, surly Mar. The house will be the quieter. soith servants, let thy longue tang with arguments Sir To. Come, we'll have him in a dark room, of stale,-pullhyself into the trick of singularity ;- and bound. My niece is already in the belief that and, consequently, sets down the manner how; as, he is mad; we may carry it thus for our pleasure, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in and his penance, till our very pastime, tired out of the habit of some sir of note, and so forth. I have breath, prompt us to have mercy on him : at which limed her ;? but it is Jove's doing, and Jove make time, we will bring the device to the bar, and me thankful! And, when she went away now, Let crown thee for a finder of madmen. But sce, but see. this fellow be looked to: Fellow !) not Malvolio, nor after my degree, but fellow. Why, every thing
Enter Sir Andrew Ague-cheek. adheres together; that no dram of a scruple, no Fab. More matter for a May morning. scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous or Sir And. Here's the challenge, read it; I warunsafe circumstance,-What can be said ? Nothing, rant, there's vinegar and pepper in't. that can be, can come between me and the fuli Fab. Is't so saucy? prospect of my hopes. Well, Jove, not I, is the Sir And. Ay, is it, I warrant him: do but read. doer of this, and he is to be thanked.
Sir To. Give me. (reads.). Youth, whatsoever
thon art, thou art but a scurvy fellow. Re-enter Maria, with Sir Toby Belch, and Fabian.
Fab. Good, and valiant. Sir To. Which way is he, in the name of sanctity ? Sir To. Wonder not, nor adınire not in thy mind, If all the devils in hell be drawn in little, and Le- why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason gion himself possessed him, yet I'll speak to him. for'l.
Fab. Here he is, here he is :-How is't with you, Fab. A good note : that keeps you from the blow sir ? how is't with you, man?
of the law. (1) Hot weather madness.
(4) Jolly cock, beau and coq. Caught her as a bird with birdlime.
(5) A play among boys. (3) Companion.
(6) Colliers were accountrd great cheats
pose, that I
Sir To. Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in A fiend, like thee, might bear my soul to hell. (Ex. my sight she uses thee kindly: bul thou liest in thy throal, that is not the matter I chalenge thee for. Re-enter Sir Toby Belch, and Fabian. Fab. Very bries, and exceeding good sensc-less.
Sir To. Gentleman, God save thee. Sir To. I will way-lay thee going home ; where if it be thy chance to kill me,
Vio. And you, sir. Fab. Goud.
Sir To. That desence thou hast, betake thee Sir To. Thou killest me like a rogue and a villain. to't: of what nature the wrongs are thou hast
Fab. Still you keep o' the windy side of the law: done him, I know not; but thy intercepter, full of Good.
despight, bloody as the hunter, attends thee at the Sir To. Fare thee well; And God have mercy
orchard end: dismount thy tuck, be yared in thy upon one of our souls! He may have mercy upon preparation, for thy assailant is quick, skilful, and
deadly. mine; but my hope is better, and so look to thyself. Thy friend, as thou usest him, and thy
Vio. You mistake, sir ; I am sure, no man bath Andrew Agrie-cheek.
any quarrel to me; my remembrance is very free Sir To. It this letter moves him not, his legs and.clear from any image of offence done to any man.
Sir To. You'll find it otherwise, I assure you: cannot: I'll giv't him.
Mar. You may have very fit occasion for’t; he therefore, if you hold your life at any price, betake is now in some commerce with my lady, and will you to your guard; for your opposite hath in him by and by depart.
what youth, strength, skill, and wrath, can furnish Sir To. Go, sir Andrew; scout me for him at man withal. the corner of the orchard, like a bum-bailiff: so
Vio. I pray you, sir, what is he? soon as ever thou seest him, draw; and as thou
Sir To. He is knight, dubbed with unhacked drawest, swear horrible ; for it comes to pass oft, rapier, and on carpet corsideration; but he is a that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent divorced three; and his incensement at this mo
devil in private brawl: souls and bodies bath he sharply twanged off, gives manhood more appro- ment is so implacable, that satisfaction can be none bation than ever proof itself would have earned but by pangs of death and sepulchre : hob, nob, is him. Away:
Sir And. Nay, let me alone for swearing. (Ex. his word; give't, or take't.
Vio. I will return again into the house, and de behaviour of the young gentleman gives him out
sire some conduct of the lady. I am no fighter. I to be of good capacity and breeding; his employ- have heard of some kind of men, that put quarrels ment between his lord and my niece confirms no
purposely on others, to laste their valour: belike, less; therefore this letter, being so excellently ig- This is a man of that quirk. norant, will breed no terror in the youth, he will
Sir To. Sir, no; his indignation derives itself find it comes from a clodpole. But, sir, I'will de-out of a very competent injury; therefore, get you liver his challenge by word of mouth;' set upon on, and give him his desire. Back you shall not to Ague-cheek a notable report of valour;, and drive which with as much safety you might answer him the gentleman (as, I know, his youth will aptly re- therefore, on, or strip your sword stark naked; ceive it,) into a most hideous opinion of his page; for meddle you must, that's certain, or forswear to them both, that they will kiil one another by the wear iron about you. look, like cockatrices.
Vio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech
you, do me this courteous office, as to know of the Enter Olivia and Viola.
knight what my offence to him is; it is something Fab. Here he comes with your niece: give of my negligence, nothing of my purpose. them way, till he take leave, and presently after him.
Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you Sir To. I will meditaté the while upon some
by this gentleman till my return. (Erit Sir Toby. horrid message for a challenge.
Vio. Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter ? (Exeunt Sir Toby, Fabian, and Maria.
Fab. I know, the knight is incensed against you, Oli. I have said too much unto a heart of stone, even to a mortal arbitrament ;' but nothing of the And laid mine hunour too unchary' out:
circumstance more. There's something in me, that reproves my fault;
Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he? But such a headstrong potent fault it is,
Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read That it but mocks reproof.
him by his form, as you are like to find him in the Vio, With the same 'haviour that your passion proof of his valour. He is, indeed, sir, the most bears,
skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite that you could Go on my master's griefs.
possibly have found in any part of Illyria : will you Oli. Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my pic- walk towards him ? I will make your peace with ture;
him, if I can. Refuse it not, it hath no tongue to vex you:
Vio. I shall be much bound to you fort: I am And, I beseech you, eome again to-morrow.
one, that would rather go with sir priest, than sir What shall you ask of me, that I'll deny;
knight: I care not who knows so much of my That honour, sav'd, may upon asking give ?
(Ereuni. Vio. Nothing but this, your true love for my
Re-enter Sir Toby, with Sir Andrew. master. Oli. How with mine honour may I give him that Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil;. I have Which I have given to you?
not seen such a virago. I had a pass with him, Vio
I will acquit you. rapier, scabbard, and all, and he gives me the Oli. Well, come again to-morrow: Fare thee stuck-in,' with such a mortal motion, that it is in
evitable; and on the answer, he pays you' as surely Uncautiously. (2) Rapier. (3) Ready. (7) Stoccata, an Italian term in fencing. Sort. (6) Decision. (6) Adversary. (8) Does for you.
us your feet hit the ground they step on: they say, What will you do? Now my necessity he has been fencer to the Sophy.
Makes me to ask you for my purse: It grieves me Sir And. Pox on's, I'll not meddle with him. Much more, for what I cannot do for you,
Sir To. Ay, but he will not now be pacified: Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz'd; Fabian can scarce hold him yonder.
But be of comfort, Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had been 2 Off. Come, sir, away. Valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him Ant. I must entreat of you some of that money. damned ere I'd have challenged him. Let him let|
Vio. What money, sir? the matter slip, and I'll give him my horse, grey For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, Ca pilet.
And, part, being prompted by your present trouble, Sir To. I'll make the motion : stand here, make Out of my lean and low ability a good show on't; this shall end without the per. I'll lend you something: my having is not much ; dition of souls : marry, I'll ride your horse as well I'll make division of my present with you: as I ride you.
(Aside. Hold, there is half my coffer.
Will you deny me non 1
Is't possible, that my deserts to you
Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery, I have persuaded him, the youth's a devil.
Fab. He is as horribly conceited' of him; and As to upbraid you with those kindnesses pants, and looks pale, as if a bear were at his That I have done for you. heels.
I know of none; Sir To. There's no remedy, sir; he will fight Nor kno I you by voice, or any feature: with you for his oath sake : marry, he hath better hate ingratitude more in a man, bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, scarce to be worth talking of
: therefore draw, for or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption the supportance of his vow; he protests, he will not Inhabits our frail blood.
O heavens themselves ! Vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing
2 off. Come, sir, I pray, you, go. would make me tell them how much I lack of a
Ant. Let me speak a little.' This youth that man.
you see here, Fab. 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: And to his image, which, methought, did promiso
Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love, the gentleman will, for his honour's sake, have one bout with you : he cannot by the duello?'avoid it; Most venerable worth, did I devotion. but he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and
i Off. What's that to us ? The time goes by; a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on; to't.
away. Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath! (Draws.
Ant. But, o, how vile an idol proves this god !
Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.-Enler Antonio.
In nature there's no blemish, but the mind;
None can be call'd deform'd, but the unkind : Vio. I do assure you, 'tis against my will.
Virtue is beauty ; but the beauteous-evil
(Dravos. Are empty trunks, o'erflourish'd by the devil. Ant. Put up your sword ;-If this young gen 1 of. The man grows mad; away with him. tleman
Come, come, sir. Have done offence, I take the fault on me;
Ant. Lead me on. [Ere. Officers, with Antonio. If you offend him, I for him defy you. (Drawing. Vio. Methinks, his words do from such passion
Sir To. You, sir ? why, what are you?
Prove true, imagination, o prove true,
That I, dear brother, be now ta'en for you!
Sir To. Come hither, knight; come hither, Fayou.
[Draws. bian; we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of 'most Enter luo Officers.
Vio. He nam'd Sebastian; I my brother know Fab. O good sir Toby, hold; here come the Yet living in iny glass;even such and so, officers.
In favour was my brother; and he went Sir To. I'll be with you anon. (To Antonio. Still in this fashion, culour, ornament, Vio. Pray, sir, put up your sword, if you please. For him limita:e : 0, if it prove,
[To Sir Andrew. Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love! Sir And. Marry, will I, sir ?--and, for that I
(Erit. promised you, I'll be as good as my word: He Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more will bear you easily, and reins well.
a coward than a hare: his dishonesty appears, in i off. This is the man; do thy office. leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying 2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit him; and for his cowardship, ask Fabian. or count Orsino.
Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, reliAnt. You do mistake me, sir.
gious in it. I off. No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well, Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him. Though now you have no sea-cap on your head. Sir To. Do, cuff him soundly, but never draw Take him away; he knows, I know him well. thy sword. Ant. I must obey.-This comes with seeking you; Sir And, An I do not,
[Exil. But there's no remedy ; I shall answer it.
Fab. Come, let's see the event. (1) Horrid conception. (2) Laws of duel. (4) In the reflection of my own figure.