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last night, for he drank till it was too late to He has gone

go to bed, and burnt more sack.

through the day as usual, with cunning enough to amuse himself, and keep Sir Andrew well in

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"Fabian. This is a dear manakin to you, Sir Toby. Sir Toby. have been dear to him, lad; some two thousand strong, or so."

When Sir Andrew proposes to make peace by giving Cesario his horse grey Capilet, Sir Toby sees his way to a bit of filching, and says to himself, "Marry, I'll ride your horse as well as you." But Sir Toby is drunk before the day is over, very drunk when

we see

the

Whether he was sober when he

last of him.
married Maria, does not matter to her.

He is

a knight with good possessions, which he will not diminish while he lives a short life and a merry one on the contents of other folks' pockets, and cellars. Maria will have made, in the world's

good match. She will soon be a knight's

have no difficulty in changing the unsavoury name of Lady Belch for that of some good man whom she may really care for.

But to Olivia and to Orsino, who finds in Viola "his fancy's queen," Sebastian and Viola will bring the satisfaction of young longing for a love that glorifies all beauty of the world, that feeds on music, and "lies rich when canopied with bowers." Their pure ideal will put noblest aims into the workday life of all their years to come. They will wake from the young dream of perfecions impossible on earth, but wake to a reality of helpful sympathy and trust, that makes the light of every day the light of God upon the way to heaven.

H. M.

TWELFTH-NIGHT:

OR, WHAT YOU WILL.

DRAMATIS PERSONE.

ORSINO, Duke of Illyria.
SEBASTIAN, Brother to Viola.
ANTONIO, a Sea Captain,

Friend to Sebastian.
A Sea Captain, Friend to
Viola.

Gentlemen at-
tending on the
Duke.

VALENTINE,

CURIO,

SIR TOBY BELCH, Uncle to

Olivia.

SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.

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Lords, α Priest, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and Attendants.

SCENE.-A City in ILLYRIA; and the Sea-coast near it.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-A Room in the DUKE's Palace.

Enter DUKE, CURIO, Lords; Musicians attending

Duke. If music be the food of love, play on;

Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,

The appetite may sicken, and so die.-
That strain again!-it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a. hank

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TWELFTH-NIGHT.

Stealing and giving odour !-Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, naught enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,

But falls into abatement and low price

Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy,
That it alone is high-fantastical.

Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord?

Duke.

Cur.

What, Curio?

The hart.

Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have.
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
That instant was I turned into a hart,
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me.——

Enter VALENTINE.

How now? what news from her!

Val. So please my lord, I might not be admitted, But from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years hence,

Shall not behold her face at ample view;

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