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Oli. You might do much: What is your parentage? Vio. Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:

I am a gentleman.

Oli.

Get you to your lord;

I cannot love him: let him send no more;
Unless, perchance, you come to me again,
To tell me how he takes it. Fare you well:
I thank you for your pains: spend this for me.
Vio. I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your purse;
My master, not myself, lacks recompense.
Love make his heart of flint, that you shall love;
And let your fervour, like my master's, be
Plac'd in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty.
Oli. What is your parentage?

Above my fortunes, yet my state is well :

I am a gentleman.

I'll be sworn thou art;

[Exit.

Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions, and spirit,

Do give thee five-fold blazon: Not too fast:-soft!

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Even so quickly may one catch the plague?
Methinks, I feel this youth's perfections,
With an invisible and subtle stealth,

To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be. -
What, ho, Malvolio!-

Mal.

Re-enter MALVOLIO.

Here, madam, at your service

Oli. Run after that same peevish messenger, The county's man: he left this ring behind him, Would I, or not; tell him, I'll none of it.

Desire him not to flatter with his lord,

Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him:
If that the youth will come this way to-morrow,
I'll give him reasons for't. Hie thee, Malvolio.
Mal. Madam, I will.

• The county's man:] County for count.

[Exit.

Oli. I do I know not what: and fear to find
Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind.
Fate, shew thy force: Ourselves we do not owe;"
What is decreed, must be; and be this so!

[Exit.

ACT II.

SCENE I. The Sea-coast.

Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN.

Ant. Will you stay no longer? nor will you not, that I go with you?

Seb. By your patience, no: my stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave, that I evils alone: It were a bad recompense for may bear my your love, to lay any of them on you. Ant. Let me yet know of you, whither

you are bound. Seb. No, 'sooth, sir; my determinate voyage is mere extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent a touch of modesty, that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keep in; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to express myself. You must know of me then, Antonio, my name is Sebastian, which I called Rodorigo; my father was that Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know, you have heard of: he left behind him, myself, and a sister, both born in an hour. If the heavens had been pleased, 'would we had so ended! but, you, sir, altered that; for, some hour before you took me from the breach of the sea", was my sister drowned.

4 Mine eye, &c.] I think the meaning is, I fear that my eyes will seduce my understanding; that I am indulging a passion for this beautiful youth, which my reason cannot approve. MALONE.

5 Ourselves we do not owe;] i. e. we are not our own masWe cannot govern ourselves.

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To express myself.] That is, to reveal myself.

the breach of the sea,] i. e. what we now call the breaking of the sea.

Ant. Alas, the day!

Seb. A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful: but, though I could not, with such estimable wonder, overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish her, she bore a mind that envy could but call fair: she is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.

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Ant. Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment.

Seb. O, good Antonio, forgive me your trouble.
Ant. If you will not murder me for my love, let me

your servant.

Seb. If you will not undo what you have done, that is, kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not. Fare ye well at once: my bosom is full of kindness; and I am yet so near the manners of my mother, that upon the least occasion more, mine eyes will tell tales of me. I am bound to the count Orsino's court: farewell. [Exit. Ant. The gentleness of all the gods go with thee! I have many enemies in Orsino's court, Else would I very shortly see thee there:

But, come what may, I do adore thee so,
That danger shall seem sport, and I will go.

[Exit.

SCENE II.

A Street.

Enter VIOLA; MALVOLIO following.

Mal. Were not you even now with the countess Olivia?

Vio. Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since arrived but hither.

Mal. She returns this ring to you, sir; you might

with such estimable wonder,] wonder and esteem.

have saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself. She adds moreover, that you should put your lord into a desperate assurance she will none of him: And one thing more; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to report your lord's taking of this. Receive it so.

Vio. She took the ring of met; I'll none of it.

Mal. Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her will is, it should be so returned: if it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your eye; if not, be it his that finds it. [Exit. Vio. I left no ring with her: What means this lady? Fortune forbid, my outside have not charm'd her! She made good view of me; indeed, so much, That, sure, methought, her eyes had lost her tongue, For she did speak in starts distractedly.

She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion
Invites me in this churlish messenger.

None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none,
I am the man; - If it be so, (as 'tis,)
Poor lady, she were better love a dream.
Disguise, I see, thou art a wickedness,
Wherein the pregnant enemy? does much.
is it, for the proper-false

How easy

In women's waxen hearts to set their forms !1
Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we;

For, such as we are made of, such we be.

How will this fadge?2 My master loves her dearly;

And I, poor monster, fond as much on him;

And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me:

↑ "She took the ring of me!" MALONE.

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the pregnant enemy —] i. e. enemy of mankind.

1 How easy is it for the proper-false.

In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!] How easy is it, for those who are at once proper, (i. e. fair in their appearance) and false, (i. e. deceitful) to make an impression on the easy hearts of women?

2 How will this fadge?] To fadge, is to suit, to fit.

What will become of this! As I am man,
My state is desperate for my master's love;
As I am woman, now alas the day!

What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe?
O time, thou must entangle this, not I;
It is too hard a knot for me to untie.

[Exit.

SCENE III.

A Room in Olivia's House.

Enter Sir TOBY BELCH and Sir ANDREW AGUECHEEK.

Sir To. Approach, sir Andrew: not to be a-bed after midnight, is to be up betimes; and diluculo surgere3, thou know'st,

Sir And. Nay, by my troth, I know not: but I know, to be up late, is to be up late.

Sir To. A false conclusion; I hate it as an unfilled can: To be up after midnight, and to go to bed then is early so that, to go to bed after midnight, is to go to bed betimes. Do not our lives consist of the four elements?

Sir And. 'Faith, so they say; but, I think, it rather consists of eating and drinking.

Sir To. Thou art a scholar; let us therefore eat and drink. - Marian, I say!a stoop of wine.

Enter Clown.

Sir And. Here comes the fool, i'faith.

Clo. How now, my hearts? Did you never see the picture of we three?

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Sir To. Welcome ass. Now let's have a catch.

diluculo surgere,] saluberrimum est: an adage.

4 —a stoop] A stoop seems to have been something more than half a gallon.

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