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Let him let the matter slip, and I'll give him my horse, gray Capilet.

Sir To. I'll make the motion : stand here, make a good show on ’t; this shall end without the perdition of souls :-[aside.] marry, I'll ride your horse as well as I ride you.

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Re-enter FABIAY and VIOLA.
I have his horse [to Fab.] to take up the quarrel ;
I have persuaded him the youth 's a devil.
Fab. He is as horribly conceited of him ; and

pants, and looks pale, as if a bear were at his

Sir To. [to V10.] There's no remedy, sir; he will fight with you for his oath sake; marry, he hath better bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now scarce to be worth talking of: therefore draw, for the supportance of his vow; he protests he will not hurt you.

Vio. [aside.] Pray God defend me! A little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a man.

Fab. Give ground, if you see him furious.

Sir To. Come, sir Andrew, there's no remedy; the gentleman will, for his honour's sake, have one bout with you : he cannot by the duello avoid it; but he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on : to't. Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath.

[They draw. Vio. I do assure you ’tis against my will.


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Ant. Put up your sword.—If this young gen


Have done offence, I take the fault on me :
If you offend him, I for him defy you.

[Drawing. Sir To. You, sir ? why, what are you? Ant. One, sir, that for his love dares yet do


for you.

Than you have heard him brag to you he will.
Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am

[Draws. Fab. O good sir Toby, hold; here come the

officers. Sir To. [to ANTONIO.] I'll be with you Vio. [to Sir Andrew.] Pray, sir, put your sword


you please. Sir And. Marry, will I, sir ;-and, for that I promised you, I'll be as good as my word : he will bear you easily, and reins well.


Enter two Officers. 1 Off. This is the



do thy office. 2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit Of count Orsino. Ant.

You do mistake me, sir. i Off. No, sir, no jot; I know your favour

well, Though now you have sea-cap on your

head. Take him away; he knows I know him well. Ant. I must obey.—This comes [to V10.]

with seeking you;But there's no remedy; I shall answer it. What will you do? Now my necessity Makes me to ask you for my purse : it grieves



Much more, for what I cannot do for you,

Than what be alls myself. You stand amazed ; But be of comfort.

2 07. Come, sir, away. Ant. I must entreat of you some of that

money. Vio. What money, sir? For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, And, part, being prompted by your present

trouble, Out of my lean and low ability I'll lend you something : my having is not

I'll make division of my present with you:
Hold, there is half my coffer.

Will you deny me now?
Is’t possible, that my deserts to you
Can lack persuasion ? Do not tempt my misery,
Lest that it make me so unsound a man
As to upbraid you with those kindnesses
That I have done for you.

I know of none;
Nor know I you by voice, or any feature :
I hate ingratitude more in a man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood:

O heavens themselves ! 2 Off. Come, sir, I pray you, go. Ant. Let me speak a little.

This youth that you see here I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death ; Relieved him with such sanctity of love, And to his image, which methought did promise Most venerable worth, did I devotion. 1 Off. What's that to us? The time goes by ;



Ant. But, O, how vile an idol proves this god ! Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature

In nature there's no blemish but the mind;
None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind.
Virtue is beauty; but the beauteous evil
Are empty trunks o’erflourish’d by the devil.

i Off The man grows mad; away with him. Come, come, sir. Ant. Lead me on.

[Exeunt Officers with ANTONIO. Vio. Methinks his words do from such passion fly, That he believes himself; so do not I. Prove true, imagination, 0, prove true, That I, dear brother, be now ta’en for you! Sir To. Come hither, knight; come hither,

we'll whisper o'er a couplet or two of most sage saws. Vio. He named Sebastian; I my

brother know Yet living in my glass; even such, and so, In favour was my brother; and he went Still in this fashion, colour, ornament, For him I imitate : O, if it prove, Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love !

[Exit. Sir To. A very dishonest paltry boy, and more a coward than a hare : his dishonesty appears in leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying him ; and for his cowardship ask Fabian.

Fab. A coward, a most devout coward, religious in it.

Sir And. 'Slid, I'll after him again, and beat him.

Sir To. Do, cuff him soundly, but never draw thy sword.

Sir And. An I do not,

[Exit. Fab. Come, let's see the event.

Sir To. I dare lay any money ’twill be nothing yet.




SCENE I.The Street before Olivia's House.
Enter SEBASTIAN and Clown.

ILL you make me believe that I am not

sent for you?
Seb. Go to, go to, thou art a foolish

fellow; Let me be clear of thee.

Clo. Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you ; nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her; nor your name is not master Cesario; nor this is not my nose neither.- Nothing that is so, is so.

Seb. I pr’ythee vent thy folly somewhere else : Thou know'st not me.

Clo. Vent my folly! he has heard that word of some great man, and now applies it to a fool. Vent my folly! I am afraid this great lubber the world will prove a cockney.—1 pr’ythee now, ungird thy strangeness, and tell me what I shall vent to my lady; shall I vent to her that thou art coming ?

Seb. I pr’ythee, foolish Greek, depart from me; There's money for thee ;

if you tarry longer I shall give worse payment.

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