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-Who, I, sir ? not I, sir.
God b'wi' you, good sir Topas.-Marry, amen.-I will, sir, I will.
Mal. Fool, fool, fool, I say, —
Clo. Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir ? I am shent for speaking to you.
Mal. Good fool, help me to some light, and some paper; I tell thee, I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria.
Clo. Well-a-day, that you were, sir !
Good fool, some ink, paper, and light; and convey what I will set down to my lady; it shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did. Clo. I will help you to't.
But tell me true, are you not mad, indeed? or do you but counterfeit?
Mal. Believe me, I am not ; I tell thee true.
Clo. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink.
Mal. Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree : I pr’ythee, be gone.
Clo. (singing.] I am gone, sir,
And anon, sir,
In a trice,
Like to the old Vice,
Who with dagger of lath,
Cries ab, ha! to the devil:
[Exit. SCENE III.-Olivia's Garden.
Seb. This is the air ; that is the glorious sun : This pearl she gave me, I do feel 't, and see 't: And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then ? I could not find him at the Elephant : Yet there he was ; and there I found this credit, That he did range the town to seek me out. His counsel now might do me golden service : For though my soul disputes well with my sense, That this may be some error, but no madness, Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune So far exceed all instance, all discourse, That I am ready to distrust mine eyes, And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me To any other trust, but that I am mad, Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere so, She could not sway her house, command her
followers, Take and give back affairs, and their dispatch, With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing, As, I perceive, she does : there's something in 't That is deceivable. But here the lady comes.
Enter OLIVIA and a Priest.
Oli. Blame not this haste of mine.
May live at peace.
He shall conceal it,
you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. Oli. Then lead the way, good father :-and
heavens so shine, That they may fairly note this act of mine!
SCENE I.— The Street before Olivia's House. Enter Clown and FABIAY.
Fabian. ow, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter.
Clo. Good master Fabian, grant me
another request. Fab. Any thing. Clo. Do not desire to see this letter.
Fab. This is, to give a dog, and in recompense desire my dog again.
Enter DUKE VIOLA, and Attendants. Dizke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends ? Clo. Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings.
Duke. I know thee well : how dost thou, my good fellow?
Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends.
Clo. No, sir, the worse.
Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass : so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused : so that, conclusions to be as · kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends and the better for
once, and let
Duke. Why, this is excellent.
Clo. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends.
Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there's gold.
Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would you could make it another.
Duke. O, you give me ill counsel.
Aesh and blood obey it. Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner, to be a double dealer; there's another.
Clo. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all : the triplex, sir, is a good tripping measure: or the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind ; one two, three.
Duke. You can fool no more money out of me at this throw: if you will let your lady know I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you,
my bounty further. Clo. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think that my desire of having is the sin of
covetousness : but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon.
[Exit Clown. Vio. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue
Enter AXTONIO and Officers.
Duke. That face of his I do remember well; Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war : A bawbling vessel was he captain of, For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable ; With which such scathful grapple did he make With the most noble bottom of our fleet, That very envy, and the tongue of loss, Cried fame and honour on him.- What's the
matter? i Off. Orsino, this is that Antonio That took the Phænix and her fraught from
Candy; And this is he that did the Tiger board, When your young nephew Titus lost his leg : Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state, In private brabble did we apprehend him. Vio. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my
side; But, in conclusion, put strange speech upon me, I know not what 'twas, but distraction.
Dirke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! What foolish boldness brought thee to their
Orsino, noble sir,