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feeling than all this, it is Viola's confession of her sing wind draws from the trembling strings of a harp love.

left on some desert shore! There are other passages of

not less impassioned sweetness. Such is Olivia's ad. Duke. What's her history?

dress to Sebastian, whom she supposed to have already Viola. A blank, my lord : She never told her love, deceived her in a promise of marriage. But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek: she pin’d in thought ;

· Blame not this haste of mine : And, with a green and yellow melancholy,

Plight me the full assurance of your faith; She sat like Patience on a monument,

That my most jealous and too doubtful soul Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed?

May live al peace.' We men may say more, swear more ; but, indeed,

“One of the moet beautiful of Shakspeare's Songs Our shows are more than will; for still we prove

occurs in this play with a preface of his own to it. Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But djed ihy sister of her love, my boy?

Duke. O fellow, come, the song we had last night: . Viola. I am all the daughters of my father's house, Mark it, Cesario ; it is old, and plain; And all the brothers 100 ;-and yet I know not.

The spinsters and the knitters in the sun,

And the free maids that weave their thread with bones “ Shakspeare alone could describe the effect of his

Do use to chaunt it; it is silly sooth, own poetry :

And dallies with the innocence of love, “O, it camo o'er my ear like the sweet south,

Like the old age.” That breathes upon a bank of violets,

* After reading other parts of this play, and particuScoaling, and giving odour.”

larly the garden scene where Malvolio picks up the “What we so much admire here is not the image of louer, if we were to say that Shakspeare's genius for Patience on a monument, which has been so generally perhaps only prove that our own taste in such matero

his genius for iragedy, it would quoted, bat the lines before and after it, “They give a

is more saturnine than mercurial." very ocho to the seat where love is throned.” How long ago it is since we arst learnt to repeat them; and still they vibrate on the heart like the sounds which the pas. * Hazlitt's Characters of Shakspeare's Plays, p. 256


ORSINO, Duke of Illyria.
Sebastian, a young Gentleman, Brother to Viola. Clown,";}Servants to Olivia.
ANTONIO, á So Cuptain, Friend'to Sebastian.

OLIVIA, a rich Countess.
A Sea Captain, Friend to Viola.

VIOLA, in love with the Duke.
VALENTINE, } Gentlemen atlending on the Duke. MARIA, Olivia's Woman.
SIR TOBY BELch, Uncle of Olivia.

Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and other SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.

Attendants. MALVOLIO, Steward to Olivia.

SCENE, a City in Illyria ; and the Sea Coast near it.


Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord ?

What, Cario?

Cur. SCENE I. An Apartment in the Duke's Palace.

The hart. Enter DUIE, CURIO, Lords ; Musicians attending.

Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have :

o, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Duke.

Methought she purg'd the air of pestilence; Ir music be the food of love, play on,

That instant was I turn'd into a hart; Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting,

And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

E'er since pursue me." —How now? what news

from her ? That strain again ;-it hath a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,'

Enter VALENTINE. That breathes upon a bank of violets,

Val. So please my lord, I might not be admitted, Stealing, and giving odour. _Enough ; no more ; But from her handmaid do return this answer: 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

The element itself, till seven years heat, O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou !

Shall not behold her face at ample view; That notwithstanding thy capacity

But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk, Receiveth as the sea, noughi enters there, And water once a day her chamber round Or what validity' and pitch soever,

With eye-offending brine: all this, to season But falls into abatement and low price,

A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh, Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy,

And lasting, in her sad remembrance. That it alone is high-fantastical.“

Duke. O, she, that hath a heart of that fine frame, 1 The old copies read sound, the emendation is To pay this debi of love but to a brother, Popo's. Rowe had changed it to wind. In Sidney's Ar.

3 Value.

4 Fantastical to the height. cadia, 1590, we have-more sweet than a gentle south

5 Shakspeare seems to think men cautioned against west wind which comes creeping over floroery fields.'

too grcat familiarity with forbidden beauty by the fable 2 Milton has very successfully introduced the same

of Acteon, who saw Diana naked, and was torn in Image in Paradise Lost :

pieces by his hounds; as a man indulging his eyes or - Now gentle galeg,

his imagination with a view of a woman he cannot Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense

gain, has his heart torn with incessant longing. An in. Native presumes and whisper whence they stole terpretation far more elegant and natural than Lord Those balmy spoils."

Bacon's, who, in his Wisdom of the Ancients, supposes Shakspeare, in the Ninty-ninth Sonnet, has made the this story to warn us against inquiring into the secrets of violot the thief.

princes, by showing that those who know that which for

reasons of state ought to be concealed will be detected • The forward violet thus did I chide : Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that may have been suggested by Daniel's Fikh Sonnet, in

and destroyed by their own servants. The thought smells,

his Delia; or by Whitney's. Emblems, 1586, p. 15; If not from my love's breath."

and a passage in the Dedication to Aldington's trans. Popo, in his Ode on St. Cecilia's Day; and Thomson, lation of The Golden Ass of Apuleiua,' 1666, may har in his Spring haro availed themselves of the epithet suggested these. 4 dying full

6 Heat for heated

How will she love, when the rich golden shaft Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain; .
Hath kill'd the flock' of all affections else

And though that nature with a beauteous wall
That live in her! when liver, brain, and heart, Doth of close in pollution, yet of thee
These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill’d I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits
(Her sweet perfections) with one self king! With this thy fair and outward character.
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers; I pray thee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers. Conceal me what I am; and be my aid

(Eseunt. For such disguise as, haply, shall become SCENE N. The Sea Coast. Enter V10LA, Cap- Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him,

The form of my intent. "I'll serve this duke

i tain, and Sailors.

It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing, Vio. What country, friends, is this ?

And speak to him in many sorts of music, Cap.

Illyria, lady. That will allow me very worth his service. Vio. And what should I do in Illyria?

What else may hap, to time I will commit; My brother he is in Elysium.

Only shape thou thy silence to my wit. Perchance he is not drown'd:-What think you, when my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see!

Cap. Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be : sailors? Cap. It is perchance that you yourself were saved.

Vio. I thank thee: Lead me on. (Exeunt. Vio. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, may SCENE III. A Room in Olivia's House. Enter

he be. Cap. True, madam: and, to comfort you with

SIR TOBY BELch and MARIA, chance,

Sir To. What a plague means my niece, to tako Assure yourself, after our ship did split,

the death of her brother thus? I'm sure, care's an When you, and that poor number saved with you, enemy to life. Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, Most provident in peril , bind himself

Mar. By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in (Courage and hope both tcaching him the practice) exceptions to your ill hours.

earlier o'nights; your cousin, my lady, takes great To a strong mast, that lived upon the sea.

Sir To. Why, let her except before excepted.". Whoro, like Arion on the dolphin's back, I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves,

Mar. Ay, but you must confine yourself within

the modest limits of order. So long as I could see.

Sir To. Confine ? I'll confine myself no finer Vio

For saying so, there's gold: than I am: these clothes are good enough to drink Mino own escape unfoldeth to my hope, Whereto thy speech serves for authority,

in, and so be these boots too, an they be not, let

them hang themselves in their own straps. The like of him. Know'st thou this country?

Mar. That quaffing and drinking will undo you: Cap. Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born I heard my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a fool Not three hours travel from this very place. Vio. Who governs here?

ish knight, that you brought in one night here, to bo

her wooer. Cap.

A noble duke, in nature, Sir To. Who? Sir Andrew Ague-cheek ?
As in his name?

Mar. Ay, he.
What is his name?

Sir To. He's as talle a man as any's in Nlyria. Cap.

Orsino. Mar. What's that to the purpose ?
Vio. Orsino! I have heard my father name him :
He was a bachelor then.

Sir To. Why, he has three thousand ducats a Cap.

year. And so is now,

Mar. Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these Or was so very late : for but a month

ducats; he's a very fool and a prodigal. Ago I went from hence; and then 'twas fresh

Sir To. Fye, that you'll say so! he plays of the In murmur (as you know, what great ones do, The less will prattle of,) that he did seek

viol-de-gambo, and speaks three or four languages

word for word without book, and bath all the good The love of fair Olivia. Vio. What's she?

gifts of nature.

Mar. He hath, indeed, -almost natural: for, beCap. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count

sides that he's a fool, he's a great quarreller; and, That died some twelvemonth since; then leaving her but that he hath the gift of a coward to allay the In the protection of his son, her brother,,

gust he hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the Who shortly also died: for whose dear love

prudent, he would quickly have the gift of a grave. They say she hath abjur'd the company

Sir To. By this hand they are scoundrels, and And siglt of men. Vio. O, that I serv'd that lady:

substracters, that say so of him. Who are they? And might not be delivered to the world,

Mar. They that add moreover, he's drunk nightly

in your company. Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,

Sir To. With drinking healths to my nieco ; II What my estate is.

drink to her, as long as there is a passage in my Сар. That were hard to compass ; throat, and drink in Illyria : He's

a coward, and Because she will admit no kind of suit,

coystril, that will not drink to my niece, till his No, not the duke's.

brains turn o' the toe like a parish-top.50 What, | So, in Sidney's Arcadia_"the flock of unspeakable virtues,"

with the Duke, but it would have been inconsistent with 2 The liver, brain, and heart were then considered her delicacy to have made an open consession of it to tho seats of passion, judgment, and sentiments. These the Captain. are what Shakspeare calls her sweet perfections, 5 This plan of Viola's was not pursued, as it would though he has not very clearly expressed it.

have been inconsistent with the plot of the play. She 3 Self king signifies seit same king, i. e. one and the was presented as a page not as an eunuch. mama king:

6 Approve. 4 1. e. 'I wish I might not be made public to the 7 A ludicrous use of a formal lau phrase. world, with regard to the state of my birth and fortune, 8 That is as valiant a man, as iall a man, is used till. I have gained a ripe opportunity for my design. here by Sir Toby with more than the usual licence of Johnson remarks that viola seems to have formed the word; he was pleased with the equivoque, and ban * deep design with very little premeditation. In the ters upon the diminutive stature of poor Sir Andrew, novel upon which the play is foundeut, the Duke being and his utter want of courage. driven upon the isle of Cyprus, by a tempest, Silla, the 9 A coystril is a low, mean, or worthless fellow. daughter of the governor, falls in love with him, and on 10 A large top was formerly kept in every village, to hin departure goes in pursuit of him. All this Shakbo whipped in Trosty weather, that the peasants might speare knew, and probably intended to tell in some fu- be kept warm by exercise, and out of mischier when bure sceno, but afterwards forgot it. Viola, in Act ii. Sc. they could not work. * To 'sleep like a Town-top' is a 4, płatoly alludes to her having been secretly in love I proverbial expression,

my hand.

wonch? Castiliano volto;' for here comes Sir An Sir To. Excellent; it hangs like fax on a distaff; drow Ague-face.

and I hope to see a housewife take thee between Enter Sır ANDREW ACUE-CHEEK.

her legs and spin it off. Sir And. Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Sir And. Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: Belch.

your niece will not be seen; or, if she be, it's four Sir To. Sweet Sir Andrew!

to one she'll noue of me: the count imself, here Sir And. Bless you, fair shrew.

hard by, woos her. Mar. And you too, sir.

Sir To. She'll none o' the count; she'll not match Sir To. Accost, Sir Androw, accost.

above her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; Sir And. What's that?

I have heard her swear it. Tut, there's life in't, man. Sir To. My niece's chamber-maid.

Sir And. I'll stay a month longer. I am a fel Sir And. Good mistress Accost, I desire better low o' the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in acquaintance.

masques and revels sometimes altogether. Mar. My name is Mary, sir.

Sir To. Art thou good at these kickshaws, knight? Sir And.' Good mistress Mary Accost,

Sir And. As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he Sir To. You mistake, knight: accost, is, front be, under the degree of my betiers; and yet I will her, board her, woo her,'assail her.

not compare with an old man. Sir And. By my troth, I would not undertake her Sir To. What is thy excellence in a galliard, in this company. Is that the meaning of accost ? knight? Mar. Fare you well, gentlemen.

Sir And. 'Faith, I can cut a caper. Sir To. An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, 'would

Sir To. And I can cut the mutton to't. thou might'st never draw sword again.

Sir And. And, I think I have the back-trick, simSir And. An you part so, mistress, I would I ply as strong as any man in Illyria. might never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you

Sir To. Wherefore are these things hid? wherethink you have fools in hand?

fore have these gifts a curtain before them? are Mar. Sir, I have not you by the hand.

they like to take dust, like mistress Mall's picture ? Sir And. Marry, but you shall have; and here's why dost thou not go to church in a galliard, and

come home in a coranto? My very walk should be Mar. Now, sir, thought is free: I pray you, bring a jig; I would not so much as make water, but in a your hand to the buttery-bar, and let it drink. sink-a-paco. What dost thou mean? is it a world

Sir And. Wherefore, sweetheart ? what's your to hide virtues in? I did think, by the excellent metaphor ?

constitution of thy leg, it was formed under the star Mar. It's dry, sir.

of a galliard. Sir And, Why, I think so; I am not such an ass, Sir And. Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent but I can keep my hand dry. But what's your jest? well in a flame-coloured stock.* Shall we set about Mar. A dry jest, sir.

some revels ? Sir And. Are you full of them?

Sir To. What shall we do else? were we not Mar. Ay, sir ; I have them at my fingers' ends : born under Taurus? marry, now I let go your hand, I am barren.

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

[Exit MARIA. Sir To. No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Let mo Sir To, O knight, thou lack'st a cup of canary: see thee caper : ha! higher : ha, ha!-excellent! When did I see thee so put down?

[Exeunt. Sir And. Never in your life, I think ; unless you SCENE IV. A Room in the Duke's palace. see canary put me down : Methinks, sometimes I havo no more wit than a christian, or an ordinary

Enter VALENTINE, and Viola in man's attire. man has: but I am a great eater of beef, and, I be Val. If the Duke continues these favours towards lieve, that does harm to my wit,

you, Cesario, you are like to be much advanced Sir To. No question.

he hath known you but three days, and already you Sir And. An I thought that, I'd forswear it. I'll are no stranger. ride home to-morrow, Sir Toby.

Vio. You either fear his humour, or my negliSir To. Pourquoy, my dear knight?

gence, that you call in question the continuance of Sir And. What is pourquoy? do or not do? I his love : Is he inconstant, sir, in his favours ? would I had bestowed that time in the tongues, that Val. No, believe me. I have in fencing, dancing, and bear-baiting: 0, had I but followed the arts

Enter DUKE, Curio, and Attendants. Sir To. Then hadst thou had an excellent head

Vio. I thank you. Here comes the count. of hair.

Duke. Who saw Cesario, ho ? Sir And. Why, would that have mended my hair?

Vio. On your attendance, my lord; here. Sir To. Past question; for thou seest it will not

Duke. Stand you awhile aloof.–Cesario, curl by nature. Sir And. But it becomes me well enough, does't To thee the book even of my secret soul:

Thou knowest no less but all; I have unclasp'd not? 'I The old copy reads Castiliano vulgo. Warburton

2 i. e. Mall Cutpurse, whose real name was Mary

Frith. proposed reading Custiliano volto. In English, put on

She was at once an hermaphrodite, a bawd, a your Castilian countenance, i.e. grave serious looks. prostitute, a bully, a thief, and a receiver of stolen goods. I have no doubt that Warburton was right, for that rcad. A book called The Madde Prankes of Merry Mall of ing is required by the context, and Castiliano rulgo has the Bankside, with her Walks in Man's Apparel, and to no meaning. But I have inet with a passage in Hallis what purpose, by John Day,' was entered on the StaSatires, B. iv. $.2, which I think places it beyond a Comedy, of which she is the heroine, and a lite of her

tioners' books in 1610. Middleton and Decker wrote a doubt > - he can kiss hand in gree,

was published in 1662, with her portrait in male attire..

As this extraordinary personage partook of both sexes, And with good grace bow it below the knee,

the curtain which Sir Toby mentions would not have Or make a Spanish face with fawning cheer, With th' land conge like a cavalier,

been unnecessarily drawn before such a picture of her

as might have been exhibited in an age of which neither And shake his head, and cringe his neck and side,'&c. too much delicacy nor too much decency was the chaThe Spaniards were in high estimation for courtesy, racteristic. though the natural gravity of the national countenance 3 Cinque-pace, the name of a dance, the measures was thought to be a cloak for villany. The Castiliano whereof are regulated by the number 6, also called a volto was in direct opposition to the viso sciolto which Galliard. the noble Roman told Sir Henry Wootton would go safe 4 Stocking. over the world. Castiliano vulgo, besides its want of 5 Alluding he medical astrology of the almanacka. connexion or meaning in this place, could hardly have Both the knights are wrong. but their ignorance is per. been a proverbial phrase, when we remember that Cas. haps intentional. Taurus is made to govorn the neck ile is the noblest part of Spain

and throat.

Therefore, good youth, address thy gait' unto her; thee, may pass for a wise man: For what says Be not deny'd access, stand at her doors,

Quinapalus? Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit. And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow,

God bless thee, lady! Till thou have audience.

Oli. Take the fool away.. Vio.

Sure, my noble lord, Clo. Do you not hear, fellows ? Take away the If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow

lady. As it is spoke, she never will admit me.

Oli. Go to, you're a dry fool; I'll no more of Duke. Be clamorous, and leap all civil bounds, you : besides you grow dishonest. Rather than make unprofited reium.

Clo. Two fáulis, madonna, that drink and good Vio. Say, I do speak with her, my lord; what counsel will amend : for give the dry fool drink, then then ?

is the fool not dry; bid the dishonest man mend Duke. O, then unfold the passion of my love, himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest; if Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith: he cannot, let the botcher mend him: Any thing It shall become thee well to act my woes;

that's mended, is but patched: virtue, that transShe will a tend it better in thy youth,

gresses, is but patched with sin : and sin, that Than in a nuncio of more grave aspect.

amends, is but patched with virtue: If that this Vio. I think not so, my lord.

simple syllogism will serve, so; if it will not, what Duke.

Dear lad, believe it; remedy? As there is no true cuckold but calamity, For they shall yet belie thy happy years

so beauty's a flower :-the lady bade take away the That say, thou art a man: Diana's lip

fool; therefore, I say again, take her away. Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe Oli. Sir, I bade them take away you. Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound,

Clo. Misprision in the highest degree ! -Lady, And all is semblative a woman's part.

Cucullus non facit mmachum; that's as much as to I know thy constellation is right apt

say, I wear not motley in my brain. Good madonFor this affair:-Some four or five attend him; na, give me leave to prove you a fool. All, if you will; for I myselfam best,

Oli. Can you do it ?
When least in company :-Prosper well in this, Clo. Dexterously, good madam.
And thou shalt live as freely as ihy lord,

0!. Make your proof. To call his fortunes thine.

Clo. I must catechize you for it, madonna • Vio.

I'll do my best Good my mouse of virtue, answer me.
To woo your lady: yet (Aside,] a barful? strife! Oli. Well, sir, for want of other idleness, l’IL
Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife. (Exeunt. 'bide your proof.
SCENE V. A Room in Olivia's house. Enter

Clo. Good madonnn, why mourn'st thou ?
MARIA and Clown."

Oli. Good fool, for my brother's death.

Clo. I think his soul is in hell, madonna. Mar. Nay, either tell me where thou hast been, Oli. I know his soul is in heaven, fool or I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may Clo. The more fool you, madonna, to mourn for enter, in way of thy excuse: my lady will hang your brother's soul being in heaven.—Take away thee for thy absence.

The fool, genilemen. Clo. Let her hang me: he that is well hanged in Oli. What think you of this fool, Malvolio ? doth his world needs to fear no colours.

he not mend? Mar. Make that good.

Mal. Yes; and shall do, till the pangs of death Clo. He shall see none to fear.

shake him : Infirmity, that decays the wise, doth Mar. A good lenten“ answer: I can tell thee ever make the better fool. where that saying was born, of, I fear no colours. Clo. God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity, for

Clo. Where, good mistress Mary!
Mar. In the wars; and that may you be bold to sworn that I am

the better encreasing your folly! Sir Toby will be

no fox; but he will not pass his say in your foolery.

word for twopence that you are no fool. Clo. Well, God give them wisdom, that have it;

Oli. How say you to that, Malvolio? and those that are fools, let them use their talents. Mal. I marvel your ladyship takes delight in such

Mar. Yet you will be hanged for being so long a barren rascal; I saw him put down the other day absent: or, to be turned away, is not that as good with an ordinary fool that has no more brain than a as a hanging to you?

Look you now, he's out of his guard alreaClo. Many a good hanging prevents a bad mar- dy; unless you laugh and minister occasion to him, riage; and, for turning away, let summer bear it out. he is gagged. I protest I take these wise men, that "Mar. You are resolute then?

crow so at these set of kind fools, no better than the Clo. Not so neither; but I am resolved on two fools zanies." points.

Oli. O, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, and Mar. That, if one break, the other will hold; or, taste with a distempered appetito. To be generous, if both break, your gaskins fall.

guiltless, and of free disposition, is to take thoss Clo. Apt, in good faith ; very apt !. Well, go thy Things for bird-bolts, that you deem cannon-bullets: way; if Sir Toby would leavo drinking, thou wert There is no slander in an allowed fool, though he do as witty a piece of Eve's flesh as any in Illyria.

nothing but rail; nor no railing in a known discreet Mar. Peace, you rogue, no more o' that; here man, though he do nothing but reprove. comes my lady: make your excuse wisely, , you Cls. Now Mercury endure thee with leasing," for were best.

[Exit. thou speakest well of fools! Enter OLIVIA and Malvolio.

Re-enter MARIA. Clo. Wit, and't be thy will, put me into good Mr. Madam, there is at the gate a young genfooling! Those wits, that think they have thee, do tleman, much desires to speak with you. very oft prove fools; and I, that am sure I lack

tired for a cloinn ag I began to call Tarleton's wonted 1 Go thy way.

shape to remeinbrance.' 2 A contest full of impediments.

4 Short and spare.

• Sparing, niggardly, insuff. 3 The clown in this play is a domestic fool in the ser. cient, like the fare of old times in Lent. Metaphorivice or Olivia. He is specifically termed an alloured cally, short, laconic.' Says Steevens. I rather incline fool, and ' Feste, the jester that the lady Olivia's father to Johnson's explanation,' a good dry answer.' Steetook much delight in: Malvolio speaks of him as 'a vens does not seem to have been aware that a dry fig set fool. The dress of the domestic fool was of two wag called a lenten fig. In fact, lenten fare was dry fare. sorts, described by Mr. Douce in his Essay on the 5 Points were laces which fastened the hose or Clowns and Fools of Shakspeare, to which we must breeches. refer the reader for full information. The dress soine 6 Italian, mistress, dame. times appropriated to the character is thus described in 7 Fools' baubles. Tarleton's Newes out of Purgatory : I saw one atired g Bird-bolts were short thick arrows with obtusa in russct, with a button'd cap upon his head, a bag by ends,

used for shooting young rooks and other birda his side, and a strong bal in his hand; 80 artificially al 9 Lying


at the gate.

Oli. From the count Orsino, is it?

Re-enter MARIA, Mar. I know not, madam; 'tis a fair young man, and well attended,

Oli. Give me my veil; come, throw it o'er my faces Oli . Who of my people hold him in delay?

We'll once more hear Orsino's embassy. Mar. Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman.

Enter Viola. Oli. Fetch him off, I pray you; he speaks nothing but madman: Fie on him! . [Exit Maria.

Vio. The honourable lady of the house, which

is she ? Go you, Malvolio; if it be a suit from the count, am sick, or not at home; what you will to dismiss Oli. Speak to me, I shall answer for her : Your it. (Erit MALVOLIO.] 'Now you see, sir, how will ? your fooling grows old, and people dislike it. Vio. Most radiant, exquisite, and unmatchable

Clo. Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy beauty,-I pray you, tell me, if this be the lady of eldest son should be a fool: whose skull Jove cram the house, for I never saw her: I would be loath with brains, for here he comes, one of thy kin, has to cast away my speech; for, besides that it is exa most weak pia mater.'

cellently well penn'd, I have taken great pains to

con it. Good' beauties, let me sustain no scorn; Enter Sir Toby Belch.

I am very comptible, even to the least sinister Oli. By mine honour, half drunk.-What is he usage. at the gate, cousin ?

Oli. Whence come you, sir ? Sir To. A gentleman.

Vio. I can say little more than I have studied, Oli. A gentleman! what gentleman?

and that question's out of my part. Good gentle Sir To. "Tis a gentleman here-A plague o'thescone, give me modest assurance, if you be the lady pickle-herrings !--How now, sot?

of the house, that I may proceed in my speech. Clo. Good Sir Toby,

Oli. Are you a comedian ? Oli. Cousin, cousin, how have you come so early Vio. No, my profound heart: and yet, by the by this lethargy?

very fangs of malice, I swear, I am not that I plas. Sir To. Lechery! I defy lechery: There's one Are you the lady of the house?

Oli. If I do not usurp myself, I am. Oli. Ay, marry; what is he ?

Vio. Most certain, if you are she, you do usurp Sir T6. Let him be the devil

, an he will, I care yourself; for what is yours to bestow, is not yours not: give me faith, say I. Well, it's all one. (Excit. to reserve. But this is from my commission: I Oli. What's a drunken man líke, fool ?

will on with my speech in your praise, and then Clo. Like a drown'd man, a fool, and a madman: shew you the heart of my message. one draught above heat makes him a fool; the Oli. Come to what is important in't: I forgive second mads him; and a third drowns him. you the praise,

Oli. Go thou and seek the coroner, and let him Vio. Alas, I took great pains to study it, and 'tis sit of my coz; for he's in the third degree of drink ; poetical. he's drown'd; go, look after him.

Ol. It is the more like to be feigned ; I pray you, Clo, He is but mad yet, madonna ; and the keep it in. I heard you were saucy at my gates; fool shall look to the madinan. (Exit Clown. and allowed your approach, rather to wonder at Re-enter MalvoLIO.

you than to hear you. If you be not mad, ho

gone ; if you have reason, be brief: 'tis not that Mash Madam, yond young fellow swears he will time of moon with me, to make one in so skipping speak to you. I told him you were sick; he takes a dialogue. on him to understand so much, and therefore comes Mar. Will you hoist sail, sir ? here lies your way, to speak with you: I told him you were asleep; he Vio. No, good swabber: I am to hull here a seems to have a foreknowledge of that too, and little longer. -Some mollification for your giant, therefore comes to speak with you. What is to be sweet lady. said to him, lady? he's fortified against any denial. Oli. Tell me your mind. Ol. Tell him, he shall not speak with me.

Vio. I am a messenger. Mal. He has been told so: and he says, he'll Oli. Sure, you have some hideous matter to delistand at your door like a sheriff's post, and be the ver, when the courtesy of it is so fearful. Spoak supporter of a bench, but he'll speak with you.

your office. Oli. What kind of man is he?

Vio. It alone concerns your ear. I bring no Mal. Why, of man kind.

overture of war, no taxation of homage; I hold the Oli. What manner of man?

olive in my hand : my words are as full of peace u Mal. Of very ill manner; he'll speak with yon, matter. will you or no.


. Yet you began rudely. What are you? oli. Or what personage and years is he? what would you ?

Mal. Not yet old enough for a man, nor young Vio. The rudeness, that hath appear'd in me, enough for a hoy; as a squash is before 'tis a peas- have I learn'd from my entertainment. What I am, cod, or a codling: when 'tis almost an apple : 'tis and what I would, are as secret as maidenhead: to with him o'en standing water, between boy and your ears, divinity; to any other's, profanation. man. He is very well favoured, and he speaks Oli. Give us the place alone; we will hear this Vory shrewishly ; one would think, his mother's milk divinity. (Exit Marsa.) Now, sir, what is your were scarce out of him.

text? Oli. Let him approach : Call in my gentle Vio. Most sweet lady,woman.

Oli. A comfortable doctrine, and much may be Mal. Gentlewoman, my lady calls. [Exit. said of it. Where lies your text ?

1 The membrane that covers the brain.

5 The sense seems to require that we should read 2 The sheriffs formerly had painteil posts set up at if you be mad, begone.' For the words be mad in the their doors, on which proclamations, &c. were aflixed. first part of the sentence are opposed to reason in the

3 A codling, (according to Mr. Gifford,) means an second. involucrum or kell, and was used by our old writers for 6 i. e. wild, frolic, mad. that early state of vegetation, when the fruit, after shak. 7 To hull means to drive to and fro upon the water ing off the blossom, began to assume a globular and without sails or rudder. determinate shape. Mr. Nares says, a codling was a 8 Ladies in romance are guarded by giants. Viola young raw apple, fit for nothing without dressing, and seeing the waiting-maid so eager to oppose her message, that it is so named because it was chiefly eaten when entreats Olivia to pacify her giant. There is also a coddled or scalded; codlings being particularly so used pleasant allusion to the diminutive size of Maria, who when unripe. Florio interprets · Mele cotte, quodlings, is subsequently called little villain, youngest wren of boiled apples.

nine, &c. It should be recollected that the Tomate part 4 Accountable.

Fore played by boys.

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