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I hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs, and fpin it off.

Sir And. 'Faith, I'll home to-morrow, fir Toby: your niece will not be feen; or, if fhe be, it's four to one she'll none of me: the count himself, here hard by, wooes her.

Sir To. She'll none o'the count; fhe'll not match above her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I have heard her fwear it. Tut, there's life in't, man.

Sir And. I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o'the ftrangest mind i'the world; I delight in mafques and revels sometimes altogether.

Sir To. Art thou good at these kick-fhaws, knight?

Sir And. As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the degree of my betters; and yet I will not * compare with an old man.

Sir To. What is thy excellence? in a galliard, knight?
Sir And. 'Faith, I can cut a caper.

Sir To. And I can cut the mutton to't.

Sir And. And, I think, I have the back-trick, fimply as strong as any man in Illyria.

Sir To. Wherefore are these things hid? wherefore have these gifts a curtain before them? are they like to take duft, like mistrefs Mall's picture? why doft thou not go to church in a galliard, and come home in a coranto? my very walk should be a jig; I would not fo much as make water but in a fink-a-pace. What doft thou mean? is it a world to hide virtues in? 1 did think, by the excellent conftitution of thy leg, it was form'd under the star of a galliard.

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compare with an old man.]-rank myself among the old folk; put myself in competition with the men of old time.

Y miftrefs Mall's picture?]—Mary Frith's, a famous impostor of those days, who paffed for an Hermaphrodite.

2 fink-a-pace.]—cinque-pace; a dance regulated by the number five.

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Sir And. Ay, 'tis ftrong, and it does indifferent well in a flame-colour'd ftock. Shall we fet about fome revels? Sir To. What shall we do elfe? were we not born under Taurus?

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Sir And. Taurus? that's fides and heart.

Sir To. No, fir; it is legs and thighs. Let me see thee caper ha! higher: ha, ha!—excellent!

SCENE

The Palace.

IV.

Enter Valentine, and Viola in man's attire.

[Exeunt.

Val. If the duke continue thefe favours towards you, Cefario, you are like to be much advanc'd; he hath known you but three days, and already you are no stranger.

Vio. You either fear his humour, or my negligence, that you call in queftion the continuance of his love: Is he inconstant, fir, in his favours?

Val. No, believe me.

Enter Duke, Curio, and Attendants.

Vio. I thank you.

Here comes the count.

Duke. Who faw Cefario? ho!

Vio. On your attendance, my lord; here.
Duke. Stand you a-while aloof.-Cefario,

Thou know'ft no lefs but all; I have unclafp'd

To thee the book even of my fecret foul:

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Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her;

Be not deny'd accefs, ftand at her doors,

And tell them, there thy fixed foot fhall grow, 'Till thou have audience.

aftock.]-ftocking.

fides and heart.]-alluding to the figure of a man in the almanack.

gait]-steps.

Vio. Sure, my noble lord,

If fhe be fo abandon'd to her forrow

As it is spoke, she never will admit me.

Duke. Be clamarous, and leap all civil bounds, Rather than make unprofited return.

Vio. Say, I do fpeak with her, my lord; What then?
Duke. O, then, unfold the paffion of my love,

Surprize her with difcourfe of my dear faith:
It fhall become thee well to act my woes;
She will attend it better in thy youth,
Than in a nuncio of more grave aspect.
Vio. I think not fo, my lord.

Duke. Dear lad, believe it;

For they shall yet belye thy happy years,
That fay, thou art a man: Diana's lip

Is not more smooth, and rubious; thy fmall pipe
Is as the maiden's organ, fhrill and found,
And all is femblative a woman's part.

I know, thy constellation is right apt

For this affair :-Some four, or five, attend him;
All, if you will; for I myself am best,

When least in company :-Prosper well in this,
And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord,

To call his fortunes thine.

Vio. I'll do my best.

To woo your lady: [Exit Duke.] yet, a barrful ftrife! Who-e'er I woo, myself would be his wife.

[Exeunt.

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Olivia's Houfe.

Enter Maria and Clown.

Mar. Nay, either tell me where thou haft been, or I

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will not open my lips, fo wide as a bristle may enter, in way of thy excufe: my lady will hang thee for thy abfence.

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Clo. Let her hang me: he that is well hang'd in this world, needs fear no colours.

Mar. Make that good.

Clo. He fhall fee none to fear.

Mar. A good flenten anfwer: I can tell thee where that faying was born, of, I fear no colours.

Clo. Where, good mistress Mary ?

Mar. In the wars; and that may you be bold to say in your foolery.

Clo. Well, God give them wifdom, that have it; and those that are fools, let them ufe their talents.

· Mar. Yet you will be hang'd, for being fo long abfent, or be turn'd away; Is not that as good as a hanging to you?

Clo. Marry, a good hanging prevents a bad marriage; and, for turning away, let fummer bear it out.

Mar. You are refolute then?

Clo. Not fo neither; but I am refolv'd on two points. Mar. That, if one break, the other will hold; or, if both break, your 'gafkins fall.

Clo. Apt, in good faith, very apt! Well, go thy way; if fir Toby would leave drinking, thou wert as witty a piece of Eve's flesh as any in Illyria.

Mar. Peace, you rogue, no more o'that; here comes my lady: make your excufe wifely, you were beft. [Exit.

flenten]-fhort.

& a bad marriage ;]-with the criminal.

fummer bear it out.]—which will leffen it's inconveniences. i gafkins]-wide breeches, faftened with tags, or points.

"Their points being broken,

"Down fell their hofe."

HENRY IV, Pt. I. A& II, Sc. 4. Fal. and Poins.

* Eve's flesh]—A wife for him.

Enter

Enter Olivia, and Malvolio.

Clo. Wit, and't be thy will, put me into good fooling! Those wits, that think they have thee, do very oft prove fools,; and I, that am fure I lack thee, may pass for a wife man: For what fays Quinapalus? Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit.God bless thee, lady!

Oli. Take the fool away.

Clo. Do you not hear fellows? take

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Oli. Go to, you're a ' dry fool; I'll no more of you: besides, you grow " dishonest.

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Clo. Two faults, Madonna, that drink and good counfel will amend: for give the dry fool drink, then is the fool not dry; bid the dishonest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no longer difhoneft; if he cannot, let the botcher mend him: Any thing, that's mended, is but patch'd: virtue, that tranfgreffes, is but patch'd with fin; and fin, that amends, is but patch'd with virtue: If that this fimple fyllogifm will ferve, fo; if it will not, What remedy? as there is no true "cuckold but calamity, so beauty's a flower-the lady bade take away the fool; therefore, I fay again, take her away.

Oli. Sir, I bade them take away you.

Clo. Mifprifion in the highest degree !—Lady, Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much as to fay, I wear not motley in my brain. Good Madonna, give me leave to prove you a fool.

Oli. Can you do it?

Clo. Dexterously, good Madonna.

Oli. Make your proof.

Clo. I must catechize you for it, Madonna; Good my mouse of virtue, answer me.

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difoneft.]-indecent, lewd.

cuckold but calamity, fo beauty's a flower:]-school, counsellor; alJuding to his threatened discharge, and aiming a covert ftroke at his lady.

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