Twelfth Night

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Twelfth Night—an allusion to the night of festivity preceding the Christian celebration of the Epiphany—combines love, confusion, mistaken identities, and joyful discovery.

After the twins Sebastian and Viola survive a shipwreck, neither knows that the other is alive. Viola goes into service with Count Orsino of Illyria, disguised as a young man, “Cesario.” Orsino sends Cesario to woo the Lady Olivia on his behalf, but Olivia falls in love with Cesario. Viola, in the meantime, has fallen in love with Orsino.

At the estate of Lady Olivia, Sir Toby Belch , Olivia’s kinsman, has brought in Sir Andrew Aguecheek to be her suitor. A confrontation between Olivia’s steward, Malvolio, and the partying Toby and his cohort leads to a revenge plot against Malvolio. Malvolio is tricked into making a fool of himself, and he is locked in a dungeon as a lunatic.

In the meantime, Sebastian has been rescued by a sea captain, Antonio. When Viola, as Cesario, is challenged to a duel, Antonio mistakes her for Sebastian, comes to her aid, and is arrested. Olivia, meanwhile, mistakes Sebastian for Cesario and declares her love. When, finally, Sebastian and Viola appear together, the puzzles around the mistaken identities are solved: Cesario is revealed as Viola, Orsino asks for Viola’s hand, Sebastian will wed Olivia, and Viola will marry Count Orsino. Malvolio, blaming Olivia and others for his humiliation, vows revenge.

Characters in the Play
Viola, a lady of Messaline shipwrecked on the coast of Illyria
 (later disguised as Cesario)

Olivia, an Illyrian countess
Maria, her waiting-gentlewoman
Sir Toby Belch, Olivia’s kinsman
Sir Andrew Aguecheek, Sir Toby’s companion
Malvolio, steward in Olivia’s household
Fool, Olivia’s jester, named Feste
Fabian, a gentleman in Olivia’s household
Orsino, duke (or count) of Illyria
gentlemen serving Orsino
Sebastian, Viola’s brother
Antonio, friend to Sebastian
Two Officers
Lords, Sailors, Musicians, and other Attendants

Scene 1
Enter Orsino, Duke of Illyria, Curio, and other Lords,
editorial emendationwith Musicians playing.editorial emendation

FTLN 0001 If music be the food of love, play on.
FTLN 0002 Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
FTLN 0003 The appetite may sicken and so die.
FTLN 0004 That strain again! It had a dying fall.
FTLN 00055 O, it came o’er my ear like the sweet sound
FTLN 0006 That breathes upon a bank of violets,
FTLN 0007 Stealing and giving odor. Enough; no more.
FTLN 0008 ’Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
FTLN 0009 O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou,
FTLN 001010 That, notwithstanding thy capacity
FTLN 0011 Receiveth as the sea, naught enters there,
FTLN 0012 Of what validity and pitch soe’er,
FTLN 0013 But falls into abatement and low price
FTLN 0014 Even in a minute. So full of shapes is fancy
FTLN 001515 That it alone is high fantastical.
FTLN 0016 Will you go hunt, my lord?
ORSINO  FTLN 0017 What, Curio?
CURIO  FTLN 0018 The hart.
FTLN 0019 Why, so I do, the noblest that I have.
FTLN 002020 O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,

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FTLN 0021 Methought she purged the air of pestilence.
FTLN 0022 That instant was I turned into a hart,
FTLN 0023 And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
FTLN 0024 E’er since pursue me.

Enter Valentine.

FTLN 002525 How now, what news from her?
FTLN 0026 So please my lord, I might not be admitted,
FTLN 0027 But from her handmaid do return this answer:
FTLN 0028 The element itself, till seven years’ heat,
FTLN 0029 Shall not behold her face at ample view,
FTLN 003030 But like a cloistress she will veilèd walk,
FTLN 0031 And water once a day her chamber round
FTLN 0032 With eye-offending brine—all this to season
FTLN 0033 A brother’s dead love, which she would keep fresh
FTLN 0034 And lasting in her sad remembrance.
FTLN 003535 O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame
FTLN 0036 To pay this debt of love but to a brother,
FTLN 0037 How will she love when the rich golden shaft
FTLN 0038 Hath killed the flock of all affections else
FTLN 0039 That live in her; when liver, brain, and heart,
FTLN 004040 These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and filled
FTLN 0041 Her sweet perfections with one self king!
FTLN 0042 Away before me to sweet beds of flowers!
FTLN 0043 Love thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers.
They exit.

Scene 2
Enter Viola, a Captain, and Sailors.

VIOLA  FTLN 0044What country, friends, is this?
CAPTAIN  FTLN 0045This is Illyria, lady.
FTLN 0046 And what should I do in Illyria?

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FTLN 0047 My brother he is in Elysium.
FTLN 00485 Perchance he is not drowned.—What think you,
FTLN 0049 sailors?
FTLN 0050 It is perchance that you yourself were saved.
FTLN 0051 O, my poor brother! And so perchance may he be.
FTLN 0052 True, madam. And to comfort you with chance,
FTLN 005310 Assure yourself, after our ship did split,
FTLN 0054 When you and those poor number saved with you
FTLN 0055 Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother,
FTLN 0056 Most provident in peril, bind himself
FTLN 0057 (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice)
FTLN 005815 To a strong mast that lived upon the sea,
FTLN 0059 Where, like editorial emendationArioneditorial emendation on the dolphin’s back,
FTLN 0060 I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves
FTLN 0061 So long as I could see.
VIOLA , editorial emendationgiving him moneyeditorial emendation  FTLN 0062 For saying so, there’s gold.
FTLN 006320 Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,
FTLN 0064 Whereto thy speech serves for authority,
FTLN 0065 The like of him. Know’st thou this country?
FTLN 0066 Ay, madam, well, for I was bred and born
FTLN 0067 Not three hours’ travel from this very place.
VIOLA  FTLN 006825Who governs here?
FTLN 0069 A noble duke, in nature as in name.
VIOLA  FTLN 0070What is his name?
CAPTAIN  FTLN 0071Orsino.
FTLN 0072 Orsino. I have heard my father name him.
FTLN 007330 He was a bachelor then.
FTLN 0074 And so is now, or was so very late;
FTLN 0075 For but a month ago I went from hence,

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FTLN 0076 And then ’twas fresh in murmur (as, you know,
FTLN 0077 What great ones do the less will prattle of)
FTLN 007835 That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.
VIOLA  FTLN 0079What’s she?
FTLN 0080 A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count
FTLN 0081 That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her
FTLN 0082 In the protection of his son, her brother,
FTLN 008340 Who shortly also died, for whose dear love,
FTLN 0084 They say, she hath abjured the sight
FTLN 0085 And company of men.
VIOLA  FTLN 0086 O, that I served that lady,
FTLN 0087 And might not be delivered to the world
FTLN 008845 Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,
FTLN 0089 What my estate is.
CAPTAIN  FTLN 0090 That were hard to compass
FTLN 0091 Because she will admit no kind of suit,
FTLN 0092 No, not the Duke’s.
FTLN 009350 There is a fair behavior in thee, captain,
FTLN 0094 And though that nature with a beauteous wall
FTLN 0095 Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee
FTLN 0096 I will believe thou hast a mind that suits
FTLN 0097 With this thy fair and outward character.
FTLN 009855 I prithee—and I’ll pay thee bounteously—
FTLN 0099 Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
FTLN 0100 For such disguise as haply shall become
FTLN 0101 The form of my intent. I’ll serve this duke.
FTLN 0102 Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him.
FTLN 010360 It may be worth thy pains, for I can sing
FTLN 0104 And speak to him in many sorts of music
FTLN 0105 That will allow me very worth his service.
FTLN 0106 What else may hap, to time I will commit.
FTLN 0107 Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.
FTLN 010865 Be you his eunuch, and your mute I’ll be.

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FTLN 0109 When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.
VIOLA  FTLN 0110I thank thee. Lead me on.
They exit.

Scene 3
Enter Sir Toby and Maria.

TOBY  FTLN 0111What a plague means my niece to take the death
FTLN 0112 of her brother thus? I am sure care’s an enemy to
FTLN 0113 life.
MARIA  FTLN 0114By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier
FTLN 01155 o’ nights. Your cousin, my lady, takes great exceptions
FTLN 0116 to your ill hours.
TOBY  FTLN 0117Why, let her except before excepted!
MARIA  FTLN 0118Ay, but you must confine yourself within the
FTLN 0119 modest limits of order.
TOBY  FTLN 012010Confine? I’ll confine myself no finer than I am.
FTLN 0121 These clothes are good enough to drink in, and so
FTLN 0122 be these boots too. An they be not, let them hang
FTLN 0123 themselves in their own straps!
MARIA  FTLN 0124That quaffing and drinking will undo you. I
FTLN 012515 heard my lady talk of it yesterday, and of a foolish
FTLN 0126 knight that you brought in one night here to be her
FTLN 0127 wooer.
TOBY  FTLN 0128Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?
MARIA  FTLN 0129Ay, he.
TOBY  FTLN 013020He’s as tall a man as any ’s in Illyria.
MARIA  FTLN 0131What’s that to th’ purpose?
TOBY  FTLN 0132Why, he has three thousand ducats a year!
MARIA  FTLN 0133Ay, but he’ll have but a year in all these ducats.
FTLN 0134 He’s a very fool and a prodigal.
TOBY  FTLN 013525Fie that you’ll say so! He plays o’ th’ viol-de-gamboys
FTLN 0136 and speaks three or four languages word
FTLN 0137 for word without book, and hath all the good gifts of
FTLN 0138 nature.

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MARIA  FTLN 0139He hath indeed, almost natural, for, besides
FTLN 014030 that he’s a fool, he’s a great quarreler, and, but that
FTLN 0141 he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he hath
FTLN 0142 in quarreling, ’tis thought among the prudent he
FTLN 0143 would quickly have the gift of a grave.
TOBY  FTLN 0144By this hand, they are scoundrels and substractors
FTLN 014535 that say so of him. Who are they?
MARIA  FTLN 0146They that add, moreover, he’s drunk nightly in
FTLN 0147 your company.
TOBY  FTLN 0148With drinking healths to my niece. I’ll drink to
FTLN 0149 her as long as there is a passage in my throat and
FTLN 015040 drink in Illyria. He’s a coward and a coistrel that
FTLN 0151 will not drink to my niece till his brains turn o’ th’
FTLN 0152 toe like a parish top. What, wench! Castiliano vulgo,
FTLN 0153 for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface.

Enter Sir Andrew.

ANDREW  FTLN 0154Sir Toby Belch! How now, Sir Toby Belch?
TOBY  FTLN 015545Sweet Sir Andrew!
ANDREW , editorial emendationto Mariaeditorial emendation  FTLN 0156Bless you, fair shrew.
MARIA  FTLN 0157And you too, sir.
TOBY  FTLN 0158Accost, Sir Andrew, accost!
ANDREW  FTLN 0159What’s that?
TOBY  FTLN 016050My niece’s chambermaid.
editorial emendationANDREWeditorial emendation  FTLN 0161Good Mistress Accost, I desire better
FTLN 0162 acquaintance.
MARIA  FTLN 0163My name is Mary, sir.
ANDREW  FTLN 0164Good Mistress Mary Accost—
TOBY  FTLN 016555You mistake, knight. “Accost” is front her, board
FTLN 0166 her, woo her, assail her.
ANDREW  FTLN 0167By my troth, I would not undertake her in
FTLN 0168 this company. Is that the meaning of “accost”?
MARIA  FTLN 0169Fare you well, gentlemen. editorial emendationShe begins to exit.editorial emendation
TOBY  FTLN 017060An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, would thou
FTLN 0171 mightst never draw sword again.
ANDREW  FTLN 0172An you part so, mistress, I would I might

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FTLN 0173 never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you
FTLN 0174 have fools in hand?
MARIA  FTLN 017565Sir, I have not you by th’ hand.
ANDREW  FTLN 0176Marry, but you shall have, and here’s my
FTLN 0177 hand. editorial emendationHe offers his hand.editorial emendation
MARIA , editorial emendationtaking his handeditorial emendation  FTLN 0178Now sir, thought is free. I
FTLN 0179 pray you, bring your hand to th’ butt’ry bar and let
FTLN 018070 it drink.
ANDREW  FTLN 0181Wherefore, sweetheart? What’s your
FTLN 0182 metaphor?
MARIA  FTLN 0183It’s dry, sir.
ANDREW  FTLN 0184Why, I think so. I am not such an ass but I
FTLN 018575 can keep my hand dry. But what’s your jest?
MARIA  FTLN 0186A dry jest, sir.
ANDREW  FTLN 0187Are you full of them?
MARIA  FTLN 0188Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers’ ends. Marry,
FTLN 0189 now I let go your hand, I am barren. Maria exits.
TOBY  FTLN 019080O knight, thou lack’st a cup of canary! When did
FTLN 0191 I see thee so put down?
ANDREW  FTLN 0192Never in your life, I think, unless you see
FTLN 0193 canary put me down. Methinks sometimes I have
FTLN 0194 no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man
FTLN 019585 has. But I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that
FTLN 0196 does harm to my wit.
TOBY  FTLN 0197No question.
ANDREW  FTLN 0198An I thought that, I’d forswear it. I’ll ride
FTLN 0199 home tomorrow, Sir Toby.
TOBY  FTLN 020090Pourquoi, my dear knight?
ANDREW  FTLN 0201What is “pourquoi”? Do, or not do? I would I
FTLN 0202 had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in
FTLN 0203 fencing, dancing, and bearbaiting. O, had I but
FTLN 0204 followed the arts!
TOBY  FTLN 020595Then hadst thou had an excellent head of hair.
ANDREW  FTLN 0206Why, would that have mended my hair?
TOBY  FTLN 0207Past question, for thou seest it will not editorial emendationcurl byeditorial emendation
FTLN 0208 nature.

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ANDREW  FTLN 0209But it becomes editorial emendationmeeditorial emendation well enough, does ’t not?
TOBY  FTLN 0210100Excellent! It hangs like flax on a distaff, and I
FTLN 0211 hope to see a huswife take thee between her legs
FTLN 0212 and spin it off.
ANDREW  FTLN 0213Faith, I’ll home tomorrow, Sir Toby. Your
FTLN 0214 niece will not be seen, or if she be, it’s four to one
FTLN 0215105 she’ll none of me. The Count himself here hard by
FTLN 0216 woos her.
TOBY  FTLN 0217She’ll none o’ th’ Count. She’ll not match above
FTLN 0218 her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit. I have
FTLN 0219 heard her swear ’t. Tut, there’s life in ’t, man.
ANDREW  FTLN 0220110I’ll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o’ th’
FTLN 0221 strangest mind i’ th’ world. I delight in masques
FTLN 0222 and revels sometimes altogether.
TOBY  FTLN 0223Art thou good at these kickshawses, knight?
ANDREW  FTLN 0224As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be,
FTLN 0225115 under the degree of my betters, and yet I will not
FTLN 0226 compare with an old man.
TOBY  FTLN 0227What is thy excellence in a galliard, knight?
ANDREW  FTLN 0228Faith, I can cut a caper.
TOBY  FTLN 0229And I can cut the mutton to ’t.
ANDREW  FTLN 0230120And I think I have the back-trick simply as
FTLN 0231 strong as any man in Illyria.
TOBY  FTLN 0232Wherefore are these things hid? Wherefore have
FTLN 0233 these gifts a curtain before ’em? Are they like to
FTLN 0234 take dust, like Mistress Mall’s picture? Why dost
FTLN 0235125 thou not go to church in a galliard and come home
FTLN 0236 in a coranto? My very walk should be a jig. I would
FTLN 0237 not so much as make water but in a sink-a-pace.
FTLN 0238 What dost thou mean? Is it a world to hide virtues
FTLN 0239 in? I did think, by the excellent constitution of thy
FTLN 0240130 leg, it was formed under the star of a galliard.
ANDREW  FTLN 0241Ay, ’tis strong, and it does indifferent well in a
FTLN 0242 editorial emendationdun-colorededitorial emendation stock. Shall we editorial emendationseteditorial emendation about some
FTLN 0243 revels?

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TOBY  FTLN 0244What shall we do else? Were we not born under
FTLN 0245135 Taurus?
ANDREW  FTLN 0246Taurus? editorial emendationThat’seditorial emendation sides and heart.
TOBY  FTLN 0247No, sir, it is legs and thighs. Let me see thee
FTLN 0248 caper.  editorial emendationSir Andrew dances.editorial emendation Ha, higher! Ha, ha,
FTLN 0249 excellent!
They exit.

Scene 4
Enter Valentine, and Viola in man’s attire editorial emendationas Cesario.editorial emendation

VALENTINE  FTLN 0250If the Duke continue these favors towards
FTLN 0251 you, Cesario, you are like to be much advanced. He
FTLN 0252 hath known you but three days, and already you
FTLN 0253 are no stranger.
VIOLA  FTLN 02545You either fear his humor or my negligence, that
FTLN 0255 you call in question the continuance of his love. Is
FTLN 0256 he inconstant, sir, in his favors?
VALENTINE  FTLN 0257No, believe me.
VIOLA  FTLN 0258I thank you.

Enter editorial emendationOrsino,editorial emendation Curio, and Attendants.

FTLN 025910 Here comes the Count.
ORSINO  FTLN 0260 Who saw Cesario, ho?
VIOLA  FTLN 0261On your attendance, my lord, here.
ORSINO , editorial emendationto Curio and Attendantseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0262 Stand you awhile aloof.—Cesario,
FTLN 0263 Thou know’st no less but all. I have unclasped
FTLN 026415 To thee the book even of my secret soul.
FTLN 0265 Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her.
FTLN 0266 Be not denied access. Stand at her doors
FTLN 0267 And tell them, there thy fixèd foot shall grow
FTLN 0268 Till thou have audience.
VIOLA  FTLN 026920 Sure, my noble lord,
FTLN 0270 If she be so abandoned to her sorrow
FTLN 0271 As it is spoke, she never will admit me.

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FTLN 0272 Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds
FTLN 0273 Rather than make unprofited return.
FTLN 027425 Say I do speak with her, my lord, what then?
FTLN 0275 O, then unfold the passion of my love.
FTLN 0276 Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith.
FTLN 0277 It shall become thee well to act my woes.
FTLN 0278 She will attend it better in thy youth
FTLN 027930 Than in a nuncio’s of more grave aspect.
FTLN 0280 I think not so, my lord.
ORSINO  FTLN 0281 Dear lad, believe it;
FTLN 0282 For they shall yet belie thy happy years
FTLN 0283 That say thou art a man. Diana’s lip
FTLN 028435 Is not more smooth and rubious, thy small pipe
FTLN 0285 Is as the maiden’s organ, shrill and sound,
FTLN 0286 And all is semblative a womans part.
FTLN 0287 I know thy constellation is right apt
FTLN 0288 For this affair.—Some four or five attend him,
FTLN 028940 All, if you will, for I myself am best
FTLN 0290 When least in company.—Prosper well in this
FTLN 0291 And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord,
FTLN 0292 To call his fortunes thine.
VIOLA  FTLN 0293 I’ll do my best
FTLN 029445 To woo your lady.  editorial emendationAside.editorial emendation Yet a barful strife!
FTLN 0295 Whoe’er I woo, myself would be his wife.
They exit.

Scene 5
Enter Maria and editorial emendationFeste, the Fool.editorial emendation

MARIA  FTLN 0296Nay, either tell me where thou hast been, or I
FTLN 0297 will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter

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FTLN 0298 in way of thy excuse. My lady will hang thee for thy
FTLN 0299 absence.
FOOL  FTLN 03005Let her hang me. He that is well hanged in this
FTLN 0301 world needs to fear no colors.
MARIA  FTLN 0302Make that good.
FOOL  FTLN 0303He shall see none to fear.
MARIA  FTLN 0304A good Lenten answer. I can tell thee where
FTLN 030510 that saying was born, of “I fear no colors.”
FOOL  FTLN 0306Where, good Mistress Mary?
MARIA  FTLN 0307In the wars; and that may you be bold to say in
FTLN 0308 your foolery.
FOOL  FTLN 0309Well, God give them wisdom that have it, and
FTLN 031015 those that are Fools, let them use their talents.
MARIA  FTLN 0311Yet you will be hanged for being so long absent.
FTLN 0312 Or to be turned away, is not that as good as a
FTLN 0313 hanging to you?
FOOL  FTLN 0314Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage,
FTLN 031520 and, for turning away, let summer bear it out.
MARIA  FTLN 0316You are resolute, then?
FOOL  FTLN 0317Not so, neither, but I am resolved on two points.
MARIA  FTLN 0318That if one break, the other will hold, or if both
FTLN 0319 break, your gaskins fall.
FOOL  FTLN 032025Apt, in good faith, very apt. Well, go thy way. If Sir
FTLN 0321 Toby would leave drinking, thou wert as witty a
FTLN 0322 piece of Eve’s flesh as any in Illyria.
MARIA  FTLN 0323Peace, you rogue. No more o’ that. Here comes
FTLN 0324 my lady. Make your excuse wisely, you were best.
editorial emendationShe exits.editorial emendation

Enter Lady Olivia with Malvolio editorial emendationand Attendants.editorial emendation

FOOL , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 032530Wit, an ’t be thy will, put me into good
FTLN 0326 fooling! Those wits that think they have thee do very
FTLN 0327 oft prove fools, and I that am sure I lack thee may
FTLN 0328 pass for a wise man. For what says Quinapalus?
FTLN 0329 “Better a witty Fool than a foolish wit.”—God bless
FTLN 033035 thee, lady!

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ACT 1. SC. 5

OLIVIA  FTLN 0331Take the Fool away.
FOOL  FTLN 0332Do you not hear, fellows? Take away the Lady.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0333Go to, you’re a dry Fool. I’ll no more of you.
FTLN 0334 Besides, you grow dishonest.
FOOL  FTLN 033540Two faults, madonna, that drink and good counsel
FTLN 0336 will amend. For give the dry Fool drink, then is
FTLN 0337 the Fool not dry. Bid the dishonest man mend
FTLN 0338 himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest; if he
FTLN 0339 cannot, let the botcher mend him. Anything that’s
FTLN 034045 mended is but patched; virtue that transgresses is
FTLN 0341 but patched with sin, and sin that amends is but
FTLN 0342 patched with virtue. If that this simple syllogism
FTLN 0343 will serve, so; if it will not, what remedy? As there is
FTLN 0344 no true cuckold but calamity, so beauty’s a flower.
FTLN 034550 The Lady bade take away the Fool. Therefore, I say
FTLN 0346 again, take her away.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0347Sir, I bade them take away you.
FOOL  FTLN 0348Misprision in the highest degree! Lady, cucullus
FTLN 0349 non facit monachum.
 That’s as much to say as, I
FTLN 035055 wear not motley in my brain. Good madonna, give
FTLN 0351 me leave to prove you a fool.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0352Can you do it?
FOOL  FTLN 0353Dexteriously, good madonna.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0354Make your proof.
FOOL  FTLN 035560I must catechize you for it, madonna. Good my
FTLN 0356 mouse of virtue, answer me.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0357Well, sir, for want of other idleness, I’ll bide
FTLN 0358 your proof.
FOOL  FTLN 0359Good madonna, why mourn’st thou?
OLIVIA  FTLN 036065Good Fool, for my brother’s death.
FOOL  FTLN 0361I think his soul is in hell, madonna.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0362I know his soul is in heaven, Fool.
FOOL  FTLN 0363The more fool, madonna, to mourn for your
FTLN 0364 brother’s soul, being in heaven. Take away the fool,
FTLN 036570 gentlemen.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0366What think you of this Fool, Malvolio? Doth he
FTLN 0367 not mend?

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MALVOLIO  FTLN 0368Yes, and shall do till the pangs of death
FTLN 0369 shake him. Infirmity, that decays the wise, doth
FTLN 037075 ever make the better Fool.
FOOL  FTLN 0371God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity, for the
FTLN 0372 better increasing your folly! Sir Toby will be sworn
FTLN 0373 that I am no fox, but he will not pass his word for
FTLN 0374 twopence that you are no fool.
OLIVIA  FTLN 037580How say you to that, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0376I marvel your Ladyship takes delight in
FTLN 0377 such a barren rascal. I saw him put down the other
FTLN 0378 day with an ordinary fool that has no more brain
FTLN 0379 than a stone. Look you now, he’s out of his guard
FTLN 038085 already. Unless you laugh and minister occasion to
FTLN 0381 him, he is gagged. I protest I take these wise men
FTLN 0382 that crow so at these set kind of Fools no better than
FTLN 0383 the Fools’ zanies.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0384O, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, and taste
FTLN 038590 with a distempered appetite. To be generous, guiltless,
FTLN 0386 and of free disposition is to take those things
FTLN 0387 for bird-bolts that you deem cannon bullets. There
FTLN 0388 is no slander in an allowed Fool, though he do
FTLN 0389 nothing but rail; nor no railing in a known discreet
FTLN 039095 man, though he do nothing but reprove.
FOOL  FTLN 0391Now Mercury endue thee with leasing, for thou
FTLN 0392 speak’st well of Fools!

Enter Maria.

MARIA  FTLN 0393Madam, there is at the gate a young gentleman
FTLN 0394 much desires to speak with you.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0395100From the Count Orsino, is it?
MARIA  FTLN 0396I know not, madam. ’Tis a fair young man, and
FTLN 0397 well attended.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0398Who of my people hold him in delay?
MARIA  FTLN 0399Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0400105Fetch him off, I pray you. He speaks nothing
FTLN 0401 but madman. Fie on him!  editorial emendationMaria exits.editorial emendation Go you,
FTLN 0402 Malvolio. If it be a suit from the Count, I am sick,

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FTLN 0403 or not at home; what you will, to dismiss it.  (Malvolio
FTLN 0404Now you see, sir, how your fooling
FTLN 0405110 grows old, and people dislike it.
FOOL  FTLN 0406Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy eldest
FTLN 0407 son should be a Fool, whose skull Jove cram with
FTLN 0408 brains, for—here he comes—one of thy kin has a
FTLN 0409 most weak pia mater.

Enter Sir Toby.

OLIVIA  FTLN 0410115By mine honor, half drunk!—What is he at the
FTLN 0411 gate, cousin?
TOBY  FTLN 0412A gentleman.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0413A gentleman? What gentleman?
TOBY  FTLN 0414’Tis a gentleman here—a plague o’ these pickle
FTLN 0415120 herring!—How now, sot?
FOOL  FTLN 0416Good Sir Toby.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0417Cousin, cousin, how have you come so early by
FTLN 0418 this lethargy?
TOBY  FTLN 0419Lechery? I defy lechery. There’s one at the gate.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0420125Ay, marry, what is he?
TOBY  FTLN 0421Let him be the devil an he will, I care not. Give
FTLN 0422 me faith, say I. Well, it’s all one. He exits.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0423What’s a drunken man like, Fool?
FOOL  FTLN 0424Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman. One
FTLN 0425130 draught above heat makes him a fool, the second
FTLN 0426 mads him, and a third drowns him.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0427Go thou and seek the crowner and let him sit o’
FTLN 0428 my coz, for he’s in the third degree of drink: he’s
FTLN 0429 drowned. Go look after him.
FOOL  FTLN 0430135He is but mad yet, madonna, and the Fool shall
FTLN 0431 look to the madman. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

Enter Malvolio.

MALVOLIO  FTLN 0432Madam, yond young fellow swears he will
FTLN 0433 speak with you. I told him you were sick; he takes

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FTLN 0434 on him to understand so much, and therefore
FTLN 0435140 comes to speak with you. I told him you were
FTLN 0436 asleep; he seems to have a foreknowledge of that
FTLN 0437 too, and therefore comes to speak with you. What is
FTLN 0438 to be said to him, lady? He’s fortified against any
FTLN 0439 denial.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0440145Tell him he shall not speak with me.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0441Has been told so, and he says he’ll stand at
FTLN 0442 your door like a sheriff’s post and be the supporter
FTLN 0443 to a bench, but he’ll speak with you.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0444What kind o’ man is he?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0445150Why, of mankind.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0446What manner of man?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0447Of very ill manner. He’ll speak with you,
FTLN 0448 will you or no.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0449Of what personage and years is he?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0450155Not yet old enough for a man, nor young
FTLN 0451 enough for a boy—as a squash is before ’tis a
FTLN 0452 peascod, or a codling when ’tis almost an apple. ’Tis
FTLN 0453 with him in standing water, between boy and man.
FTLN 0454 He is very well-favored, and he speaks very shrewishly.
FTLN 0455160 One would think his mother’s milk were
FTLN 0456 scarce out of him.
FTLN 0457 Let him approach. Call in my gentlewoman.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0458Gentlewoman, my lady calls. He exits.

Enter Maria.

FTLN 0459 Give me my veil. Come, throw it o’er my face.
editorial emendationOlivia veils.editorial emendation
FTLN 0460165 We’ll once more hear Orsino’s embassy.

Enter editorial emendationViola.editorial emendation

VIOLA  FTLN 0461The honorable lady of the house, which is she?

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OLIVIA  FTLN 0462Speak to me. I shall answer for her. Your will?
VIOLA  FTLN 0463Most radiant, exquisite, and unmatchable
FTLN 0464 beauty—I pray you, tell me if this be the lady of the
FTLN 0465170 house, for I never saw her. I would be loath to cast
FTLN 0466 away my speech, for, besides that it is excellently
FTLN 0467 well penned, I have taken great pains to con it. Good
FTLN 0468 beauties, let me sustain no scorn. I am very comptible
FTLN 0469 even to the least sinister usage.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0470175Whence came you, sir?
VIOLA  FTLN 0471I can say little more than I have studied, and
FTLN 0472 that question’s out of my part. Good gentle one,
FTLN 0473 give me modest assurance if you be the lady of the
FTLN 0474 house, that I may proceed in my speech.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0475180Are you a comedian?
VIOLA  FTLN 0476No, my profound heart. And yet by the very
FTLN 0477 fangs of malice I swear I am not that I play. Are
FTLN 0478 you the lady of the house?
OLIVIA  FTLN 0479If I do not usurp myself, I am.
VIOLA  FTLN 0480185Most certain, if you are she, you do usurp
FTLN 0481 yourself, for what is yours to bestow is not yours to
FTLN 0482 reserve. But this is from my commission. I will on
FTLN 0483 with my speech in your praise and then show you
FTLN 0484 the heart of my message.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0485190Come to what is important in ’t. I forgive you
FTLN 0486 the praise.
VIOLA  FTLN 0487Alas, I took great pains to study it, and ’tis
FTLN 0488 poetical.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0489It is the more like to be feigned. I pray you,
FTLN 0490195 keep it in. I heard you were saucy at my gates, and
FTLN 0491 allowed your approach rather to wonder at you than
FTLN 0492 to hear you. If you be not mad, begone; if you have
FTLN 0493 reason, be brief. ’Tis not that time of moon with me
FTLN 0494 to make one in so skipping a dialogue.
MARIA  FTLN 0495200Will you hoist sail, sir? Here lies your way.
VIOLA  FTLN 0496No, good swabber, I am to hull here a little

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FTLN 0497 longer.—Some mollification for your giant, sweet
FTLN 0498 lady.
editorial emendationOLIVIAeditorial emendation  FTLN 0499Tell me your mind.
editorial emendationVIOLAeditorial emendation  FTLN 0500205I am a messenger.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0501Sure you have some hideous matter to deliver
FTLN 0502 when the courtesy of it is so fearful. Speak your
FTLN 0503 office.
VIOLA  FTLN 0504It alone concerns your ear. I bring no overture
FTLN 0505210 of war, no taxation of homage. I hold the olive in
FTLN 0506 my hand. My words are as full of peace as matter.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0507Yet you began rudely. What are you? What
FTLN 0508 would you?
VIOLA  FTLN 0509The rudeness that hath appeared in me have I
FTLN 0510215 learned from my entertainment. What I am and
FTLN 0511 what I would are as secret as maidenhead: to your
FTLN 0512 ears, divinity; to any other’s, profanation.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0513Give us the place alone. We will hear this
FTLN 0514 divinity.  editorial emendationMaria and Attendants exit.editorial emendation Now, sir, what
FTLN 0515220 is your text?
VIOLA  FTLN 0516Most sweet lady—
OLIVIA  FTLN 0517A comfortable doctrine, and much may be said
FTLN 0518 of it. Where lies your text?
VIOLA  FTLN 0519In Orsino’s bosom.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0520225In his bosom? In what chapter of his bosom?
VIOLA  FTLN 0521To answer by the method, in the first of his heart.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0522O, I have read it; it is heresy. Have you no more
FTLN 0523 to say?
VIOLA  FTLN 0524Good madam, let me see your face.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0525230Have you any commission from your lord to
FTLN 0526 negotiate with my face? You are now out of your
FTLN 0527 text. But we will draw the curtain and show you the
FTLN 0528 picture.  editorial emendationShe removes her veil.editorial emendation Look you, sir, such a
FTLN 0529 one I was this present. Is ’t not well done?
VIOLA  FTLN 0530235Excellently done, if God did all.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0531’Tis in grain, sir; ’twill endure wind and
FTLN 0532 weather.

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ACT 1. SC. 5

FTLN 0533 ’Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white
FTLN 0534 Nature’s own sweet and cunning hand laid on.
FTLN 0535240 Lady, you are the cruel’st she alive
FTLN 0536 If you will lead these graces to the grave
FTLN 0537 And leave the world no copy.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0538O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted! I will give
FTLN 0539 out divers schedules of my beauty. It shall be
FTLN 0540245 inventoried and every particle and utensil labeled
FTLN 0541 to my will: as, item, two lips indifferent red; item,
FTLN 0542 two gray eyes with lids to them; item, one neck, one
FTLN 0543 chin, and so forth. Were you sent hither to praise
FTLN 0544 me?
FTLN 0545250 I see you what you are. You are too proud.
FTLN 0546 But if you were the devil you are fair.
FTLN 0547 My lord and master loves you. O, such love
FTLN 0548 Could be but recompensed though you were
FTLN 0549 crowned
FTLN 0550255 The nonpareil of beauty.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0551 How does he love me?
VIOLA  FTLN 0552With adorations, fertile tears,
FTLN 0553 With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire.
FTLN 0554 Your lord does know my mind. I cannot love him.
FTLN 0555260 Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him noble,
FTLN 0556 Of great estate, of fresh and stainless youth;
FTLN 0557 In voices well divulged, free, learned, and valiant,
FTLN 0558 And in dimension and the shape of nature
FTLN 0559 A gracious person. But yet I cannot love him.
FTLN 0560265 He might have took his answer long ago.
FTLN 0561 If I did love you in my master’s flame,
FTLN 0562 With such a suff’ring, such a deadly life,
FTLN 0563 In your denial I would find no sense.
FTLN 0564 I would not understand it.

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ACT 1. SC. 5

OLIVIA  FTLN 0565270 Why, what would you?
FTLN 0566 Make me a willow cabin at your gate
FTLN 0567 And call upon my soul within the house,
FTLN 0568 Write loyal cantons of contemnèd love
FTLN 0569 And sing them loud even in the dead of night,
FTLN 0570275 Hallow your name to the reverberate hills
FTLN 0571 And make the babbling gossip of the air
FTLN 0572 Cry out “Olivia!” O, you should not rest
FTLN 0573 Between the elements of air and earth
FTLN 0574 But you should pity me.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0575280 You might do much.
FTLN 0576 What is your parentage?
FTLN 0577 Above my fortunes, yet my state is well.
FTLN 0578 I am a gentleman.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0579 Get you to your lord.
FTLN 0580285 I cannot love him. Let him send no more—
FTLN 0581 Unless perchance you come to me again
FTLN 0582 To tell me how he takes it. Fare you well.
FTLN 0583 I thank you for your pains. Spend this for me.
editorial emendationShe offers money.editorial emendation
FTLN 0584 I am no fee’d post, lady. Keep your purse.
FTLN 0585290 My master, not myself, lacks recompense.
FTLN 0586 Love make his heart of flint that you shall love,
FTLN 0587 And let your fervor, like my master’s, be
FTLN 0588 Placed in contempt. Farewell, fair cruelty. She exits.
OLIVIA  FTLN 0589“What is your parentage?”
FTLN 0590295 “Above my fortunes, yet my state is well.
FTLN 0591 I am a gentleman.” I’ll be sworn thou art.
FTLN 0592 Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions, and spirit
FTLN 0593 Do give thee fivefold blazon. Not too fast! Soft,
FTLN 0594 soft!
FTLN 0595300 Unless the master were the man. How now?
FTLN 0596 Even so quickly may one catch the plague?

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ACT 1. SC. 5

FTLN 0597 Methinks I feel this youth’s perfections
FTLN 0598 With an invisible and subtle stealth
FTLN 0599 To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be.—
FTLN 0600305 What ho, Malvolio!

Enter Malvolio.

MALVOLIO  FTLN 0601 Here, madam, at your service.
FTLN 0602 Run after that same peevish messenger,
FTLN 0603 The County’s man. He left this ring behind him,
FTLN 0604 Would I or not. Tell him I’ll none of it.
editorial emendationShe hands him a ring.editorial emendation
FTLN 0605310 Desire him not to flatter with his lord,
FTLN 0606 Nor hold him up with hopes. I am not for him.
FTLN 0607 If that the youth will come this way tomorrow,
FTLN 0608 I’ll give him reasons for ’t. Hie thee, Malvolio.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0609Madam, I will. He exits.
FTLN 0610315 I do I know not what, and fear to find
FTLN 0611 Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind.
FTLN 0612 Fate, show thy force. Ourselves we do not owe.
FTLN 0613 What is decreed must be, and be this so.
editorial emendationShe exits.editorial emendation

Scene 1
Enter Antonio and Sebastian.

ANTONIO  FTLN 0614Will you stay no longer? Nor will you not that
FTLN 0615 I go with you?
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 0616By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly
FTLN 0617 over me. The malignancy of my fate might perhaps
FTLN 06185 distemper yours. Therefore I shall crave of you your
FTLN 0619 leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad
FTLN 0620 recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.
ANTONIO  FTLN 0621Let me yet know of you whither you are
FTLN 0622 bound.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 062310No, sooth, sir. My determinate voyage is
FTLN 0624 mere extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent
FTLN 0625 a touch of modesty that you will not extort
FTLN 0626 from me what I am willing to keep in. Therefore it
FTLN 0627 charges me in manners the rather to express myself.
FTLN 062815 You must know of me, then, Antonio, my name
FTLN 0629 is Sebastian, which I called Roderigo. My father was
FTLN 0630 that Sebastian of Messaline whom I know you have
FTLN 0631 heard of. He left behind him myself and a sister,
FTLN 0632 both born in an hour. If the heavens had been
FTLN 063320 pleased, would we had so ended! But you, sir,
FTLN 0634 altered that, for some hour before you took me
FTLN 0635 from the breach of the sea was my sister drowned.
ANTONIO  FTLN 0636Alas the day!

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SEBASTIAN  FTLN 0637A lady, sir, though it was said she much
FTLN 063825 resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful.
FTLN 0639 But though I could not with such estimable
FTLN 0640 wonder overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly
FTLN 0641 publish her: she bore a mind that envy could not but
FTLN 0642 call fair. She is drowned already, sir, with salt water,
FTLN 064330 though I seem to drown her remembrance again
FTLN 0644 with more.
ANTONIO  FTLN 0645Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 0646O good Antonio, forgive me your trouble.
ANTONIO  FTLN 0647If you will not murder me for my love, let me
FTLN 064835 be your servant.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 0649If you will not undo what you have done—
FTLN 0650 that is, kill him whom you have recovered—desire
FTLN 0651 it not. Fare you well at once. My bosom is full of
FTLN 0652 kindness, and I am yet so near the manners of my
FTLN 065340 mother that, upon the least occasion more, mine
FTLN 0654 eyes will tell tales of me. I am bound to the Count
FTLN 0655 Orsino’s court. Farewell. He exits.
FTLN 0656 The gentleness of all the gods go with thee!
FTLN 0657 I have many enemies in Orsino’s court,
FTLN 065845 Else would I very shortly see thee there.
FTLN 0659 But come what may, I do adore thee so
FTLN 0660 That danger shall seem sport, and I will go.
He exits.

Scene 2
Enter Viola and Malvolio, at several doors.

MALVOLIO  FTLN 0661Were not you even now with the Countess
FTLN 0662 Olivia?
VIOLA  FTLN 0663Even now, sir. On a moderate pace I have since
FTLN 0664 arrived but hither.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 06655She returns this ring to you, sir. You might

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FTLN 0666 have saved me my pains to have taken it away
FTLN 0667 yourself. She adds, moreover, that you should put
FTLN 0668 your lord into a desperate assurance she will none
FTLN 0669 of him. And one thing more, that you be never so
FTLN 067010 hardy to come again in his affairs unless it be to
FTLN 0671 report your lord’s taking of this. Receive it so.
VIOLA  FTLN 0672She took the ring of me. I’ll none of it.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0673Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her, and
FTLN 0674 her will is it should be so returned.  editorial emendationHe throws
 down the ring.editorial emendation 
FTLN 067515If it be worth stooping for, there it
FTLN 0676 lies in your eye; if not, be it his that finds it.
He exits.
FTLN 0677 I left no ring with her. What means this lady?
editorial emendationShe picks up the ring.editorial emendation
FTLN 0678 Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her!
FTLN 0679 She made good view of me, indeed so much
FTLN 068020 That methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
FTLN 0681 For she did speak in starts distractedly.
FTLN 0682 She loves me, sure! The cunning of her passion
FTLN 0683 Invites me in this churlish messenger.
FTLN 0684 None of my lord’s ring? Why, he sent her none!
FTLN 068525 I am the man. If it be so, as ’tis,
FTLN 0686 Poor lady, she were better love a dream.
FTLN 0687 Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness
FTLN 0688 Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
FTLN 0689 How easy is it for the proper false
FTLN 069030 In women’s waxen hearts to set their forms!
FTLN 0691 Alas, editorial emendationoureditorial emendation frailty is the cause, not we,
FTLN 0692 For such as we are made editorial emendationof,editorial emendation such we be.
FTLN 0693 How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly,
FTLN 0694 And I, poor monster, fond as much on him,
FTLN 069535 And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
FTLN 0696 What will become of this? As I am man,
FTLN 0697 My state is desperate for my master’s love.
FTLN 0698 As I am woman (now, alas the day!),

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 0699 What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
FTLN 070040 O Time, thou must untangle this, not I.
FTLN 0701 It is too hard a knot for me t’ untie.
editorial emendationShe exits.editorial emendation

Scene 3
Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew.

TOBY  FTLN 0702Approach, Sir Andrew. Not to be abed after
FTLN 0703 midnight is to be up betimes, and “diluculo surgere,”
FTLN 0704 thou know’st—
ANDREW  FTLN 0705Nay, by my troth, I know not. But I know to
FTLN 07065 be up late is to be up late.
TOBY  FTLN 0707A false conclusion. I hate it as an unfilled can. To
FTLN 0708 be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is early,
FTLN 0709 so that to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed
FTLN 0710 betimes. Does not our lives consist of the four
FTLN 071110 elements?
ANDREW  FTLN 0712Faith, so they say, but I think it rather consists
FTLN 0713 of eating and drinking.
TOBY  FTLN 0714Thou ’rt a scholar. Let us therefore eat and
FTLN 0715 drink. Marian, I say, a stoup of wine!

Enter editorial emendationFeste, the Fool.editorial emendation

ANDREW  FTLN 071615Here comes the Fool, i’ faith.
FOOL  FTLN 0717How now, my hearts? Did you never see the
FTLN 0718 picture of We Three?
TOBY  FTLN 0719Welcome, ass! Now let’s have a catch.
ANDREW  FTLN 0720By my troth, the Fool has an excellent breast.
FTLN 072120 I had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg,
FTLN 0722 and so sweet a breath to sing, as the Fool has.—In
FTLN 0723 sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last night
FTLN 0724 when thou spok’st of Pigrogromitus of the Vapians
FTLN 0725 passing the equinoctial of Queubus. ’Twas very
FTLN 072625 good, i’ faith. I sent thee sixpence for thy leman.
FTLN 0727 Hadst it?

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FOOL  FTLN 0728I did impeticos thy gratillity, for Malvolio’s nose
FTLN 0729 is no whipstock, my lady has a white hand, and the
FTLN 0730 Myrmidons are no bottle-ale houses.
ANDREW  FTLN 073130Excellent! Why, this is the best fooling when
FTLN 0732 all is done. Now, a song!
TOBY , editorial emendationgiving money to the Fooleditorial emendation  FTLN 0733Come on, there is
FTLN 0734 sixpence for you. Let’s have a song.
ANDREW , editorial emendationgiving money to the Fooleditorial emendation  FTLN 0735There’s a testril of
FTLN 073635 me, too. If one knight give a—
FOOL  FTLN 0737Would you have a love song or a song of good
FTLN 0738 life?
TOBY  FTLN 0739A love song, a love song.
ANDREW  FTLN 0740Ay, ay, I care not for good life.
FOOL  sings 
FTLN 074140 O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
FTLN 0742 O, stay and hear! Your truelove’s coming,
FTLN 0743  That can sing both high and low.
FTLN 0744 Trip no further, pretty sweeting.
FTLN 0745 Journeys end in lovers meeting,
FTLN 074645  Every wise man’s son doth know.

ANDREW  FTLN 0747Excellent good, i’ faith!
TOBY  FTLN 0748Good, good.
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0749 What is love? ’Tis not hereafter.
FTLN 0750 Present mirth hath present laughter.
FTLN 075150  What’s to come is still unsure.
FTLN 0752 In delay there lies no plenty,
FTLN 0753 Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.
FTLN 0754  Youth’s a stuff will not endure.

ANDREW  FTLN 0755A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight.
TOBY  FTLN 075655A contagious breath.
ANDREW  FTLN 0757Very sweet and contagious, i’ faith.
TOBY  FTLN 0758To hear by the nose, it is dulcet in contagion.
FTLN 0759 But shall we make the welkin dance indeed? Shall
FTLN 0760 we rouse the night owl in a catch that will draw
FTLN 076160 three souls out of one weaver? Shall we do that?

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ANDREW  FTLN 0762An you love me, let’s do ’t. I am dog at a
FTLN 0763 catch.
FOOL  FTLN 0764By ’r Lady, sir, and some dogs will catch well.
ANDREW  FTLN 0765Most certain. Let our catch be “Thou
FTLN 076665 Knave.”
FOOL  FTLN 0767“Hold thy peace, thou knave,” knight? I shall be
FTLN 0768 constrained in ’t to call thee “knave,” knight.
ANDREW  FTLN 0769’Tis not the first time I have constrained one
FTLN 0770 to call me “knave.” Begin, Fool. It begins “Hold
FTLN 077170 thy peace.”
FOOL  FTLN 0772I shall never begin if I hold my peace.
ANDREW  FTLN 0773Good, i’ faith. Come, begin. Catch sung.

Enter Maria.

MARIA  FTLN 0774What a caterwauling do you keep here! If my
FTLN 0775 lady have not called up her steward Malvolio and
FTLN 077675 bid him turn you out of doors, never trust me.
TOBY  FTLN 0777My lady’s a Cataian, we are politicians, Malvolio’s
FTLN 0778 a Peg-a-Ramsey, and  editorial emendationSings.editorial emendation Three merry men be
FTLN 0779 we.
 Am not I consanguineous? Am I not of her
FTLN 0780 blood? Tillyvally! “Lady”!  editorial emendationSings.editorial emendation There dwelt a man
FTLN 078180 in Babylon, lady, lady.

FOOL  FTLN 0782Beshrew me, the knight’s in admirable fooling.
ANDREW  FTLN 0783Ay, he does well enough if he be disposed,
FTLN 0784 and so do I, too. He does it with a better grace, but
FTLN 0785 I do it more natural.
TOBY  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation  FTLN 078685O’ the twelfth day of December
MARIA  FTLN 0787For the love o’ God, peace!

Enter Malvolio.

MALVOLIO  FTLN 0788My masters, are you mad? Or what are you?
FTLN 0789 Have you no wit, manners, nor honesty but to
FTLN 0790 gabble like tinkers at this time of night? Do you
FTLN 079190 make an ale-house of my lady’s house, that you
FTLN 0792 squeak out your coziers’ catches without any mitigation
FTLN 0793 or remorse of voice? Is there no respect of
FTLN 0794 place, persons, nor time in you?

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TOBY  FTLN 0795We did keep time, sir, in our catches. Sneck up!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 079695Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady
FTLN 0797 bade me tell you that, though she harbors you as her
FTLN 0798 kinsman, she’s nothing allied to your disorders. If
FTLN 0799 you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors,
FTLN 0800 you are welcome to the house; if not, an it would
FTLN 0801100 please you to take leave of her, she is very willing to
FTLN 0802 bid you farewell.
TOBY  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0803  Farewell, dear heart, since I must needs be gone.
MARIA  FTLN 0804Nay, good Sir Toby.
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0805  His eyes do show his days are almost done.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0806105Is ’t even so?
TOBY  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0807  But I will never die.
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0808  Sir Toby, there you lie.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0809This is much credit to you.
TOBY  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0810  Shall I bid him go?
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0811110  What an if you do?
TOBY  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0812  Shall I bid him go, and spare not?
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0813  O no, no, no, no, you dare not.
TOBY  FTLN 0814Out o’ tune, sir? You lie. Art any more than a
FTLN 0815 steward? Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous,
FTLN 0816115 there shall be no more cakes and ale?
FOOL  FTLN 0817Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i’ th’
FTLN 0818 mouth, too.
TOBY  FTLN 0819Thou ’rt i’ th’ right.—Go, sir, rub your chain
FTLN 0820 with crumbs.—A stoup of wine, Maria!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 0821120Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady’s favor
FTLN 0822 at anything more than contempt, you would not give

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FTLN 0823 means for this uncivil rule. She shall know of it, by
FTLN 0824 this hand. He exits.
MARIA  FTLN 0825Go shake your ears!
ANDREW  FTLN 0826125’Twere as good a deed as to drink when a
FTLN 0827 man’s a-hungry, to challenge him the field and
FTLN 0828 then to break promise with him and make a fool of
FTLN 0829 him.
TOBY  FTLN 0830Do ’t, knight. I’ll write thee a challenge. Or I’ll
FTLN 0831130 deliver thy indignation to him by word of mouth.
MARIA  FTLN 0832Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight. Since the
FTLN 0833 youth of the Count’s was today with my lady, she is
FTLN 0834 much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me
FTLN 0835 alone with him. If I do not gull him into editorial emendationa naywordeditorial emendation
FTLN 0836135 and make him a common recreation, do not think I
FTLN 0837 have wit enough to lie straight in my bed. I know I
FTLN 0838 can do it.
TOBY  FTLN 0839Possess us, possess us, tell us something of him.
MARIA  FTLN 0840Marry, sir, sometimes he is a kind of puritan.
ANDREW  FTLN 0841140O, if I thought that, I’d beat him like a dog!
TOBY  FTLN 0842What, for being a puritan? Thy exquisite reason,
FTLN 0843 dear knight?
ANDREW  FTLN 0844I have no exquisite reason for ’t, but I have
FTLN 0845 reason good enough.
MARIA  FTLN 0846145The devil a puritan that he is, or anything
FTLN 0847 constantly but a time-pleaser; an affectioned ass
FTLN 0848 that cons state without book and utters it by great
FTLN 0849 swaths; the best persuaded of himself, so crammed,
FTLN 0850 as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his grounds
FTLN 0851150 of faith that all that look on him love him. And on
FTLN 0852 that vice in him will my revenge find notable cause
FTLN 0853 to work.
TOBY  FTLN 0854What wilt thou do?
MARIA  FTLN 0855I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of
FTLN 0856155 love, wherein by the color of his beard, the shape of
FTLN 0857 his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure of his
FTLN 0858 eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find himself

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 0859 most feelingly personated. I can write very like my
FTLN 0860 lady your niece; on a forgotten matter, we can
FTLN 0861160 hardly make distinction of our hands.
TOBY  FTLN 0862Excellent! I smell a device.
ANDREW  FTLN 0863I have ’t in my nose, too.
TOBY  FTLN 0864He shall think, by the letters that thou wilt drop,
FTLN 0865 that they come from my niece, and that she’s in
FTLN 0866165 love with him.
MARIA  FTLN 0867My purpose is indeed a horse of that color.
ANDREW  FTLN 0868And your horse now would make him an ass.
MARIA  FTLN 0869Ass, I doubt not.
ANDREW  FTLN 0870O, ’twill be admirable!
MARIA  FTLN 0871170Sport royal, I warrant you. I know my physic
FTLN 0872 will work with him. I will plant you two, and let the
FTLN 0873 Fool make a third, where he shall find the letter.
FTLN 0874 Observe his construction of it. For this night, to bed,
FTLN 0875 and dream on the event. Farewell.
TOBY  FTLN 0876175Good night, Penthesilea. She exits.
ANDREW  FTLN 0877Before me, she’s a good wench.
TOBY  FTLN 0878She’s a beagle true bred, and one that adores
FTLN 0879 me. What o’ that?
ANDREW  FTLN 0880I was adored once, too.
TOBY  FTLN 0881180Let’s to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for
FTLN 0882 more money.
ANDREW  FTLN 0883If I cannot recover your niece, I am a foul way
FTLN 0884 out.
TOBY  FTLN 0885Send for money, knight. If thou hast her not i’
FTLN 0886185 th’ end, call me “Cut.”
ANDREW  FTLN 0887If I do not, never trust me, take it how you
FTLN 0888 will.
TOBY  FTLN 0889Come, come, I’ll go burn some sack. ’Tis too
FTLN 0890 late to go to bed now. Come, knight; come, knight.
They exit.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

Scene 4
Enter editorial emendationOrsino,editorial emendation Viola, Curio, and others.

FTLN 0891 Give me some music.  editorial emendationMusic plays.editorial emendation Now, good
FTLN 0892 morrow, friends.—
FTLN 0893 Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song,
FTLN 0894 That old and antique song we heard last night.
FTLN 08955 Methought it did relieve my passion much,
FTLN 0896 More than light airs and recollected terms
FTLN 0897 Of these most brisk and giddy-pacèd times.
FTLN 0898 Come, but one verse.
CURIO  FTLN 0899He is not here, so please your Lordship, that
FTLN 090010 should sing it.
ORSINO  FTLN 0901Who was it?
CURIO  FTLN 0902Feste the jester, my lord, a Fool that the Lady
FTLN 0903 Olivia’s father took much delight in. He is about
FTLN 0904 the house.
FTLN 090515 Seek him out  editorial emendationCurio exits,editorial emendation and play the tune the
FTLN 0906 while. Music plays.
FTLN 0907  editorial emendationTo Viola.editorial emendation Come hither, boy. If ever thou shalt love,
FTLN 0908 In the sweet pangs of it remember me,
FTLN 0909 For such as I am, all true lovers are,
FTLN 091020 Unstaid and skittish in all motions else
FTLN 0911 Save in the constant image of the creature
FTLN 0912 That is beloved. How dost thou like this tune?
FTLN 0913 It gives a very echo to the seat
FTLN 0914 Where love is throned.
ORSINO  FTLN 091525 Thou dost speak masterly.
FTLN 0916 My life upon ’t, young though thou art, thine eye
FTLN 0917 Hath stayed upon some favor that it loves.
FTLN 0918 Hath it not, boy?
VIOLA  FTLN 0919 A little, by your favor.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FTLN 092030 What kind of woman is ’t?
VIOLA  FTLN 0921 Of your complexion.
FTLN 0922 She is not worth thee, then. What years, i’ faith?
VIOLA  FTLN 0923About your years, my lord.
FTLN 0924 Too old, by heaven. Let still the woman take
FTLN 092535 An elder than herself. So wears she to him;
FTLN 0926 So sways she level in her husband’s heart.
FTLN 0927 For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
FTLN 0928 Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
FTLN 0929 More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn,
FTLN 093040 Than women’s are.
VIOLA  FTLN 0931 I think it well, my lord.
FTLN 0932 Then let thy love be younger than thyself,
FTLN 0933 Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.
FTLN 0934 For women are as roses, whose fair flower,
FTLN 093545 Being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.
FTLN 0936 And so they are. Alas, that they are so,
FTLN 0937 To die even when they to perfection grow!

Enter Curio and editorial emendationFeste, the Fool.editorial emendation

FTLN 0938 O, fellow, come, the song we had last night.—
FTLN 0939 Mark it, Cesario. It is old and plain;
FTLN 094050 The spinsters and the knitters in the sun
FTLN 0941 And the free maids that weave their thread with
FTLN 0942 bones
FTLN 0943 Do use to chant it. It is silly sooth,
FTLN 0944 And dallies with the innocence of love
FTLN 094555 Like the old age.
FOOL  FTLN 0946Are you ready, sir?
ORSINO  FTLN 0947Ay, prithee, sing. Music.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

The Song.

editorial emendationFOOLeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0948 Come away, come away, death,
FTLN 0949  And in sad cypress let me be laid.
FTLN 095060 editorial emendationFlyeditorial emendation away, editorial emendationflyeditorial emendation away, breath,
FTLN 0951  I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
FTLN 0952 My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
FTLN 0953  O, prepare it!
FTLN 0954 My part of death, no one so true
FTLN 095565  Did share it.

FTLN 0956 Not a flower, not a flower sweet
FTLN 0957  On my black coffin let there be strown;
FTLN 0958 Not a friend, not a friend greet
FTLN 0959  My poor corpse where my bones shall be thrown.
FTLN 096070 A thousand thousand sighs to save,
FTLN 0961  Lay me, O, where
FTLN 0962 Sad true lover never find my grave
FTLN 0963  To weep there.

ORSINO , editorial emendationgiving moneyeditorial emendation  FTLN 0964There’s for thy pains.
FOOL  FTLN 096575No pains, sir. I take pleasure in singing, sir.
ORSINO  FTLN 0966I’ll pay thy pleasure, then.
FOOL  FTLN 0967Truly sir, and pleasure will be paid, one time or
FTLN 0968 another.
ORSINO  FTLN 0969Give me now leave to leave thee.
FOOL  FTLN 097080Now the melancholy god protect thee and the
FTLN 0971 tailor make thy doublet of changeable taffeta, for thy
FTLN 0972 mind is a very opal. I would have men of such
FTLN 0973 constancy put to sea, that their business might be
FTLN 0974 everything and their intent everywhere, for that’s it
FTLN 097585 that always makes a good voyage of nothing.
FTLN 0976 Farewell. He exits.
FTLN 0977 Let all the rest give place.
editorial emendationAll but Orsino and Viola exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 0978 Once more, Cesario,

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FTLN 0979 Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty.
FTLN 098090 Tell her my love, more noble than the world,
FTLN 0981 Prizes not quantity of dirty lands.
FTLN 0982 The parts that Fortune hath bestowed upon her,
FTLN 0983 Tell her, I hold as giddily as Fortune.
FTLN 0984 But ’tis that miracle and queen of gems
FTLN 098595 That nature pranks her in attracts my soul.
VIOLA  FTLN 0986But if she cannot love you, sir—
FTLN 0987 editorial emendationIeditorial emendation cannot be so answered.
VIOLA  FTLN 0988 Sooth, but you must.
FTLN 0989 Say that some lady, as perhaps there is,
FTLN 0990100 Hath for your love as great a pang of heart
FTLN 0991 As you have for Olivia. You cannot love her;
FTLN 0992 You tell her so. Must she not then be answered?
ORSINO  FTLN 0993There is no woman’s sides
FTLN 0994 Can bide the beating of so strong a passion
FTLN 0995105 As love doth give my heart; no woman’s heart
FTLN 0996 So big, to hold so much; they lack retention.
FTLN 0997 Alas, their love may be called appetite,
FTLN 0998 No motion of the liver but the palate,
FTLN 0999 That suffer surfeit, cloyment, and revolt;
FTLN 1000110 But mine is all as hungry as the sea,
FTLN 1001 And can digest as much. Make no compare
FTLN 1002 Between that love a woman can bear me
FTLN 1003 And that I owe Olivia.
VIOLA  FTLN 1004 Ay, but I know—
ORSINO  FTLN 1005115What dost thou know?
FTLN 1006 Too well what love women to men may owe.
FTLN 1007 In faith, they are as true of heart as we.
FTLN 1008 My father had a daughter loved a man
FTLN 1009 As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman,
FTLN 1010120 I should your Lordship.
ORSINO  FTLN 1011 And what’s her history?

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FTLN 1012 A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
FTLN 1013 But let concealment, like a worm i’ th’ bud,
FTLN 1014 Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought,
FTLN 1015125 And with a green and yellow melancholy
FTLN 1016 She sat like Patience on a monument,
FTLN 1017 Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
FTLN 1018 We men may say more, swear more, but indeed
FTLN 1019 Our shows are more than will; for still we prove
FTLN 1020130 Much in our vows but little in our love.
FTLN 1021 But died thy sister of her love, my boy?
FTLN 1022 I am all the daughters of my father’s house,
FTLN 1023 And all the brothers, too—and yet I know not.
FTLN 1024 Sir, shall I to this lady?
ORSINO  FTLN 1025135 Ay, that’s the theme.
FTLN 1026 To her in haste. Give her this jewel. Say
FTLN 1027 My love can give no place, bide no denay.
editorial emendationHe hands her a jewel andeditorial emendation they exit.

Scene 5
Enter Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Fabian.

TOBY  FTLN 1028Come thy ways, Signior Fabian.
FABIAN  FTLN 1029Nay, I’ll come. If I lose a scruple of this sport,
FTLN 1030 let me be boiled to death with melancholy.
TOBY  FTLN 1031Wouldst thou not be glad to have the niggardly
FTLN 10325 rascally sheep-biter come by some notable shame?
FABIAN  FTLN 1033I would exult, man. You know he brought me
FTLN 1034 out o’ favor with my lady about a bearbaiting here.
TOBY  FTLN 1035To anger him, we’ll have the bear again, and we
FTLN 1036 will fool him black and blue, shall we not, Sir
FTLN 103710 Andrew?
ANDREW  FTLN 1038An we do not, it is pity of our lives.

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Enter Maria.

TOBY  FTLN 1039Here comes the little villain.—How now, my
FTLN 1040 metal of India?
MARIA  FTLN 1041Get you all three into the boxtree. Malvolio’s
FTLN 104215 coming down this walk. He has been yonder i’ the
FTLN 1043 sun practicing behavior to his own shadow this half
FTLN 1044 hour. Observe him, for the love of mockery, for I
FTLN 1045 know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of
FTLN 1046 him. Close, in the name of jesting!  editorial emendationThey hide.editorial emendation Lie
FTLN 104720 thou there  editorial emendationputting down the letter,editorial emendation for here comes
FTLN 1048 the trout that must be caught with tickling.
She exits.

Enter Malvolio.

MALVOLIO  FTLN 1049’Tis but fortune, all is fortune. Maria once
FTLN 1050 told me she did affect me, and I have heard herself
FTLN 1051 come thus near, that should she fancy, it should be
FTLN 105225 one of my complexion. Besides, she uses me with a
FTLN 1053 more exalted respect than anyone else that follows
FTLN 1054 her. What should I think on ’t?
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1055Here’s an overweening rogue.
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1056O, peace! Contemplation makes a rare
FTLN 105730 turkeycock of him. How he jets under his advanced
FTLN 1058 plumes!
ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1059’Slight, I could so beat the rogue!
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1060Peace, I say.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1061To be Count Malvolio.
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 106235Ah, rogue!
ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1063Pistol him, pistol him!
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1064Peace, peace!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1065There is example for ’t. The lady of the
FTLN 1066 Strachy married the yeoman of the wardrobe.
ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 106740Fie on him, Jezebel!
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1068O, peace, now he’s deeply in. Look how
FTLN 1069 imagination blows him.

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MALVOLIO  FTLN 1070Having been three months married to her,
FTLN 1071 sitting in my state—
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 107245O, for a stone-bow, to hit him in the eye!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1073Calling my officers about me, in my
FTLN 1074 branched velvet gown, having come from a daybed
FTLN 1075 where I have left Olivia sleeping—
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1076Fire and brimstone!
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 107750O, peace, peace!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1078And then to have the humor of state; and
FTLN 1079 after a demure travel of regard, telling them I
FTLN 1080 know my place, as I would they should do theirs, to
FTLN 1081 ask for my kinsman Toby—
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 108255Bolts and shackles!
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1083O, peace, peace, peace! Now, now.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1084Seven of my people, with an obedient start,
FTLN 1085 make out for him. I frown the while, and perchance
FTLN 1086 wind up my watch, or play with my—some
FTLN 108760 rich jewel. Toby approaches; curtsies there to me—
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1088Shall this fellow live?
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1089Though our silence be drawn from us
FTLN 1090 with cars, yet peace!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1091I extend my hand to him thus, quenching
FTLN 109265 my familiar smile with an austere regard of
FTLN 1093 control—
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1094And does not Toby take you a blow o’ the
FTLN 1095 lips then?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1096Saying, “Cousin Toby, my fortunes, having
FTLN 109770 cast me on your niece, give me this prerogative of
FTLN 1098 speech—”
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1099What, what?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1100“You must amend your drunkenness.”
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1101Out, scab!
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 110275Nay, patience, or we break the sinews
FTLN 1103 of our plot!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1104“Besides, you waste the treasure of your
FTLN 1105 time with a foolish knight—”

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ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1106That’s me, I warrant you.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 110780“One Sir Andrew.”
ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1108I knew ’twas I, for many do call me
FTLN 1109 fool.
MALVOLIO , editorial emendationseeing the lettereditorial emendation  FTLN 1110What employment have
FTLN 1111 we here?
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 111285Now is the woodcock near the gin.
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1113O, peace, and the spirit of humors intimate
FTLN 1114 reading aloud to him.
MALVOLIO , editorial emendationtaking up the lettereditorial emendation  FTLN 1115By my life, this is my
FTLN 1116 lady’s hand! These be her very c’s, her u’s, and her
FTLN 111790 t’s, and thus she makes her great P’s. It is in
FTLN 1118 contempt of question her hand.
ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1119Her c’s, her u’s, and her t’s. Why that?
MALVOLIO  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 1120To the unknown beloved, this, and my
FTLN 1121 good wishes
—Her very phrases! By your leave, wax.
FTLN 112295 Soft. And the impressure her Lucrece, with which
FTLN 1123 she uses to seal—’tis my lady!  editorial emendationHe opens the letter.editorial emendation
FTLN 1124 To whom should this be?
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1125This wins him, liver and all.
MALVOLIO  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1126 Jove knows I love,
FTLN 1127100  But who?
FTLN 1128 Lips, do not move;
FTLN 1129  No man must know.

FTLN 1130 “No man must know.” What follows? The numbers
FTLN 1131 altered. “No man must know.” If this should be
FTLN 1132105 thee, Malvolio!
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1133Marry, hang thee, brock!
MALVOLIO  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1134 I may command where I adore,
FTLN 1135  But silence, like a Lucrece knife,
FTLN 1136 With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore;
FTLN 1137110  M.O.A.I. doth sway my life.

FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1138A fustian riddle!
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1139Excellent wench, say I.

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MALVOLIO  FTLN 1140“M.O.A.I. doth sway my life.” Nay, but first
FTLN 1141 let me see, let me see, let me see.
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1142115What dish o’ poison has she dressed
FTLN 1143 him!
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1144And with what wing the editorial emendationstanieleditorial emendation checks
FTLN 1145 at it!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1146“I may command where I adore.” Why, she
FTLN 1147120 may command me; I serve her; she is my lady. Why,
FTLN 1148 this is evident to any formal capacity. There is no
FTLN 1149 obstruction in this. And the end—what should that
FTLN 1150 alphabetical position portend? If I could make that
FTLN 1151 resemble something in me! Softly! “M.O.A.I.”—
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1152125O, ay, make up that.—He is now at a cold
FTLN 1153 scent.
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1154Sowter will cry upon ’t for all this,
FTLN 1155 though it be as rank as a fox.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1156“M”—Malvolio. “M”—why, that begins
FTLN 1157130 my name!
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1158Did not I say he would work it out? The
FTLN 1159 cur is excellent at faults.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1160“M.” But then there is no consonancy in
FTLN 1161 the sequel that suffers under probation. “A” should
FTLN 1162135 follow, but “O” does.
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1163And “O” shall end, I hope.
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1164Ay, or I’ll cudgel him and make him cry
FTLN 1165 “O.”
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1166And then “I” comes behind.
FABIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1167140Ay, an you had any eye behind you, you
FTLN 1168 might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes
FTLN 1169 before you.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1170“M.O.A.I.” This simulation is not as the
FTLN 1171 former, and yet to crush this a little, it would bow
FTLN 1172145 to me, for every one of these letters are in my name.
FTLN 1173 Soft, here follows prose.
FTLN 1174  editorial emendationHe reads.editorial emendation If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my
FTLN 1175 stars I am above thee, but be not afraid of greatness.

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FTLN 1176 Some are editorial emendationborneditorial emendation great, some editorial emendationachieveeditorial emendation greatness, and
FTLN 1177150 some have greatness thrust upon ’em. Thy fates open
FTLN 1178 their hands. Let thy blood and spirit embrace them.
FTLN 1179 And, to inure thyself to what thou art like to be, cast
FTLN 1180 thy humble slough and appear fresh. Be opposite with
FTLN 1181 a kinsman, surly with servants. Let thy tongue tang
FTLN 1182155 arguments of state. Put thyself into the trick of singularity.
FTLN 1183 She thus advises thee that sighs for thee.
FTLN 1184 Remember who commended thy yellow stockings and
FTLN 1185 wished to see thee ever cross-gartered. I say, remember.
FTLN 1186 Go to, thou art made, if thou desir’st to be so. If
FTLN 1187160 not, let me see thee a steward still, the fellow of
FTLN 1188 servants, and not worthy to touch Fortune’s fingers.
FTLN 1189 Farewell. She that would alter services with thee,
FTLN 1190 The Fortunate-Unhappy.

FTLN 1191 Daylight and champian discovers not more! This is
FTLN 1192165 open. I will be proud, I will read politic authors, I
FTLN 1193 will baffle Sir Toby, I will wash off gross acquaintance,
FTLN 1194 I will be point-devise the very man. I do not
FTLN 1195 now fool myself, to let imagination jade me; for
FTLN 1196 every reason excites to this, that my lady loves me.
FTLN 1197170 She did commend my yellow stockings of late, she
FTLN 1198 did praise my leg being cross-gartered, and in this
FTLN 1199 she manifests herself to my love and, with a kind of
FTLN 1200 injunction, drives me to these habits of her liking. I
FTLN 1201 thank my stars, I am happy. I will be strange, stout,
FTLN 1202175 in yellow stockings, and cross-gartered, even with
FTLN 1203 the swiftness of putting on. Jove and my stars be
FTLN 1204 praised! Here is yet a postscript.
FTLN 1205  editorial emendationHe reads.editorial emendation Thou canst not choose but know who I
FTLN 1206 am. If thou entertain’st my love, let it appear in thy
FTLN 1207180 smiling; thy smiles become thee well. Therefore in my
FTLN 1208 presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.

FTLN 1209 Jove, I thank thee! I will smile. I will do everything
FTLN 1210 that thou wilt have me. He exits.

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FABIAN  FTLN 1211I will not give my part of this sport for a
FTLN 1212185 pension of thousands to be paid from the Sophy.
TOBY  FTLN 1213I could marry this wench for this device.
ANDREW  FTLN 1214So could I too.
TOBY  FTLN 1215And ask no other dowry with her but such
FTLN 1216 another jest.
ANDREW  FTLN 1217190Nor I neither.

Enter Maria.

FABIAN  FTLN 1218Here comes my noble gull-catcher.
TOBY  FTLN 1219Wilt thou set thy foot o’ my neck?
ANDREW  FTLN 1220Or o’ mine either?
TOBY  FTLN 1221Shall I play my freedom at tray-trip and become
FTLN 1222195 thy bondslave?
ANDREW  FTLN 1223I’ faith, or I either?
TOBY  FTLN 1224Why, thou hast put him in such a dream that
FTLN 1225 when the image of it leaves him he must run mad.
MARIA  FTLN 1226Nay, but say true, does it work upon him?
TOBY  FTLN 1227200Like aqua vitae with a midwife.
MARIA  FTLN 1228If you will then see the fruits of the sport,
FTLN 1229 mark his first approach before my lady. He will
FTLN 1230 come to her in yellow stockings, and ’tis a color
FTLN 1231 she abhors, and cross-gartered, a fashion she detests;
FTLN 1232205 and he will smile upon her, which will now
FTLN 1233 be so unsuitable to her disposition, being addicted
FTLN 1234 to a melancholy as she is, that it cannot
FTLN 1235 but turn him into a notable contempt. If you will
FTLN 1236 see it, follow me.
TOBY  FTLN 1237210To the gates of Tartar, thou most excellent devil
FTLN 1238 of wit!
ANDREW  FTLN 1239I’ll make one, too.
They exit.

Scene 1
Enter Viola and editorial emendationFeste, the Fool, playing a tabor.editorial emendation

VIOLA  FTLN 1240Save thee, friend, and thy music. Dost thou live
FTLN 1241 by thy tabor?
FOOL  FTLN 1242No, sir, I live by the church.
VIOLA  FTLN 1243Art thou a churchman?
FOOL  FTLN 12445No such matter, sir. I do live by the church, for I
FTLN 1245 do live at my house, and my house doth stand by the
FTLN 1246 church.
VIOLA  FTLN 1247So thou mayst say the editorial emendationkingeditorial emendation lies by a beggar if a
FTLN 1248 beggar dwell near him, or the church stands by thy
FTLN 124910 tabor if thy tabor stand by the church.
FOOL  FTLN 1250You have said, sir. To see this age! A sentence is
FTLN 1251 but a chev’ril glove to a good wit. How quickly the
FTLN 1252 wrong side may be turned outward!
VIOLA  FTLN 1253Nay, that’s certain. They that dally nicely with
FTLN 125415 words may quickly make them wanton.
FOOL  FTLN 1255I would therefore my sister had had no name,
FTLN 1256 sir.
VIOLA  FTLN 1257Why, man?
FOOL  FTLN 1258Why, sir, her name’s a word, and to dally with
FTLN 125920 that word might make my sister wanton. But,
FTLN 1260 indeed, words are very rascals since bonds disgraced
FTLN 1261 them.
VIOLA  FTLN 1262Thy reason, man?

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FOOL  FTLN 1263Troth, sir, I can yield you none without words,
FTLN 126425 and words are grown so false I am loath to prove
FTLN 1265 reason with them.
VIOLA  FTLN 1266I warrant thou art a merry fellow and car’st for
FTLN 1267 nothing.
FOOL  FTLN 1268Not so, sir. I do care for something. But in my
FTLN 126930 conscience, sir, I do not care for you. If that be to
FTLN 1270 care for nothing, sir, I would it would make you
FTLN 1271 invisible.
VIOLA  FTLN 1272Art not thou the Lady Olivia’s Fool?
FOOL  FTLN 1273No, indeed, sir. The Lady Olivia has no folly. She
FTLN 127435 will keep no Fool, sir, till she be married, and Fools
FTLN 1275 are as like husbands as pilchers are to herrings: the
FTLN 1276 husband’s the bigger. I am indeed not her Fool but
FTLN 1277 her corrupter of words.
VIOLA  FTLN 1278I saw thee late at the Count Orsino’s.
FOOL  FTLN 127940Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the
FTLN 1280 sun; it shines everywhere. I would be sorry, sir, but
FTLN 1281 the Fool should be as oft with your master as with
FTLN 1282 my mistress. I think I saw your Wisdom there.
VIOLA  FTLN 1283Nay, an thou pass upon me, I’ll no more with
FTLN 128445 thee. Hold, there’s expenses for thee.  editorial emendationGiving a
 coin.editorial emendation

FOOL  FTLN 1285Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send
FTLN 1286 thee a beard!
VIOLA  FTLN 1287By my troth I’ll tell thee, I am almost sick for
FTLN 1288 one,  editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation though I would not have it grow on my
FTLN 128950 chin.—Is thy lady within?
FOOL  FTLN 1290Would not a pair of these have bred, sir?
VIOLA  FTLN 1291Yes, being kept together and put to use.
FOOL  FTLN 1292I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to
FTLN 1293 bring a Cressida to this Troilus.
VIOLA  FTLN 129455I understand you, sir. ’Tis well begged.  editorial emendationGiving
 another coin.editorial emendation

FOOL  FTLN 1295The matter I hope is not great, sir, begging but a
FTLN 1296 beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My lady is within, sir.

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FTLN 1297 I will conster to them whence you come. Who you
FTLN 1298 are and what you would are out of my welkin—I
FTLN 129960 might say “element,” but the word is overworn.
He exits.
FTLN 1300 This fellow is wise enough to play the Fool,
FTLN 1301 And to do that well craves a kind of wit.
FTLN 1302 He must observe their mood on whom he jests,
FTLN 1303 The quality of persons, and the time,
FTLN 130465 And, like the haggard, check at every feather
FTLN 1305 That comes before his eye. This is a practice
FTLN 1306 As full of labor as a wise man’s art:
FTLN 1307 For folly that he wisely shows is fit;
FTLN 1308 But editorial emendationwise men,editorial emendation folly-fall’n, quite taint their wit.

Enter Sir Toby and Andrew.

TOBY  FTLN 130970Save you, gentleman.
VIOLA  FTLN 1310And you, sir.
ANDREW  FTLN 1311Dieu vous garde, monsieur.
VIOLA  FTLN 1312Et vous aussi. Votre serviteur!
ANDREW  FTLN 1313I hope, sir, you are, and I am yours.
TOBY  FTLN 131475Will you encounter the house? My niece is
FTLN 1315 desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her.
VIOLA  FTLN 1316I am bound to your niece, sir; I mean, she is the
FTLN 1317 list of my voyage.
TOBY  FTLN 1318Taste your legs, sir; put them to motion.
VIOLA  FTLN 131980My legs do better understand me, sir, than I
FTLN 1320 understand what you mean by bidding me taste my
FTLN 1321 legs.
TOBY  FTLN 1322I mean, to go, sir, to enter.
VIOLA  FTLN 1323I will answer you with gait and entrance—but
FTLN 132485 we are prevented.

Enter Olivia, and editorial emendationMaria, hereditorial emendation Gentlewoman.

FTLN 1325 Most excellent accomplished lady, the heavens rain
FTLN 1326 odors on you!

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ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1327That youth’s a rare courtier. “Rain
FTLN 1328 odors,” well.
VIOLA  FTLN 132990My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your own
FTLN 1330 most pregnant and vouchsafed ear.
ANDREW , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1331“Odors,” “pregnant,” and “vouchsafed.”
FTLN 1332 I’ll get ’em all three all ready.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1333Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to
FTLN 133495 my hearing. editorial emendationSir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Maria exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 1335 Give me your hand, sir.
FTLN 1336 My duty, madam, and most humble service.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1337What is your name?
FTLN 1338 Cesario is your servant’s name, fair princess.
FTLN 1339100 My servant, sir? ’Twas never merry world
FTLN 1340 Since lowly feigning was called compliment.
FTLN 1341 You’re servant to the Count Orsino, youth.
FTLN 1342 And he is yours, and his must needs be yours.
FTLN 1343 Your servant’s servant is your servant, madam.
FTLN 1344105 For him, I think not on him. For his thoughts,
FTLN 1345 Would they were blanks rather than filled with me.
FTLN 1346 Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts
FTLN 1347 On his behalf.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1348 O, by your leave, I pray you.
FTLN 1349110 I bade you never speak again of him.
FTLN 1350 But would you undertake another suit,
FTLN 1351 I had rather hear you to solicit that
FTLN 1352 Than music from the spheres.
VIOLA  FTLN 1353 Dear lady—
FTLN 1354115 Give me leave, beseech you. I did send,
FTLN 1355 After the last enchantment you did here,

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FTLN 1356 A ring in chase of you. So did I abuse
FTLN 1357 Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you.
FTLN 1358 Under your hard construction must I sit,
FTLN 1359120 To force that on you in a shameful cunning
FTLN 1360 Which you knew none of yours. What might you
FTLN 1361 think?
FTLN 1362 Have you not set mine honor at the stake
FTLN 1363 And baited it with all th’ unmuzzled thoughts
FTLN 1364125 That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your
FTLN 1365 receiving
FTLN 1366 Enough is shown. A cypress, not a bosom,
FTLN 1367 Hides my heart. So, let me hear you speak.
FTLN 1368 I pity you.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1369130 That’s a degree to love.
FTLN 1370 No, not a grize, for ’tis a vulgar proof
FTLN 1371 That very oft we pity enemies.
FTLN 1372 Why then methinks ’tis time to smile again.
FTLN 1373 O world, how apt the poor are to be proud!
FTLN 1374135 If one should be a prey, how much the better
FTLN 1375 To fall before the lion than the wolf. Clock strikes.
FTLN 1376 The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.
FTLN 1377 Be not afraid, good youth, I will not have you.
FTLN 1378 And yet when wit and youth is come to harvest,
FTLN 1379140 Your wife is like to reap a proper man.
FTLN 1380 There lies your way, due west.
VIOLA  FTLN 1381 Then westward ho!
FTLN 1382 Grace and good disposition attend your Ladyship.
FTLN 1383 You’ll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?
FTLN 1384145 Stay. I prithee, tell me what thou think’st of me.
FTLN 1385 That you do think you are not what you are.

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1386 If I think so, I think the same of you.
FTLN 1387 Then think you right. I am not what I am.
FTLN 1388 I would you were as I would have you be.
FTLN 1389150 Would it be better, madam, than I am?
FTLN 1390 I wish it might, for now I am your fool.
OLIVIA , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1391 O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
FTLN 1392 In the contempt and anger of his lip!
FTLN 1393 A murd’rous guilt shows not itself more soon
FTLN 1394155 Than love that would seem hid. Love’s night is
FTLN 1395 noon.—
FTLN 1396 Cesario, by the roses of the spring,
FTLN 1397 By maidhood, honor, truth, and everything,
FTLN 1398 I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride,
FTLN 1399160 Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
FTLN 1400 Do not extort thy reasons from this clause,
FTLN 1401 For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause;
FTLN 1402 But rather reason thus with reason fetter:
FTLN 1403 Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.
FTLN 1404165 By innocence I swear, and by my youth,
FTLN 1405 I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth,
FTLN 1406 And that no woman has, nor never none
FTLN 1407 Shall mistress be of it, save I alone.
FTLN 1408 And so adieu, good madam. Nevermore
FTLN 1409170 Will I my master’s tears to you deplore.
FTLN 1410 Yet come again, for thou perhaps mayst move
FTLN 1411 That heart, which now abhors, to like his love.
They exit editorial emendationin different directions.editorial emendation

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ACT 3. SC. 2

Scene 2
Enter Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Fabian.

ANDREW  FTLN 1412No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer.
TOBY  FTLN 1413Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.
FABIAN  FTLN 1414You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.
ANDREW  FTLN 1415Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the
FTLN 14165 Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon
FTLN 1417 me. I saw ’t i’ th’ orchard.
TOBY  FTLN 1418Did she see editorial emendationtheeeditorial emendation the while, old boy? Tell me
FTLN 1419 that.
ANDREW  FTLN 1420As plain as I see you now.
FABIAN  FTLN 142110This was a great argument of love in her toward
FTLN 1422 you.
ANDREW  FTLN 1423’Slight, will you make an ass o’ me?
FABIAN  FTLN 1424I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of
FTLN 1425 judgment and reason.
TOBY  FTLN 142615And they have been grand-jurymen since before
FTLN 1427 Noah was a sailor.
FABIAN  FTLN 1428She did show favor to the youth in your sight
FTLN 1429 only to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse
FTLN 1430 valor, to put fire in your heart and brimstone in
FTLN 143120 your liver. You should then have accosted her, and
FTLN 1432 with some excellent jests, fire-new from the mint,
FTLN 1433 you should have banged the youth into dumbness.
FTLN 1434 This was looked for at your hand, and this was
FTLN 1435 balked. The double gilt of this opportunity you let
FTLN 143625 time wash off, and you are now sailed into the north
FTLN 1437 of my lady’s opinion, where you will hang like an
FTLN 1438 icicle on a Dutchman’s beard, unless you do redeem
FTLN 1439 it by some laudable attempt either of valor or
FTLN 1440 policy.
ANDREW  FTLN 144130An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for
FTLN 1442 policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a
FTLN 1443 politician.
TOBY  FTLN 1444Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis

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FTLN 1445 of valor. Challenge me the Count’s youth to fight
FTLN 144635 with him. Hurt him in eleven places. My niece shall
FTLN 1447 take note of it, and assure thyself there is no
FTLN 1448 love-broker in the world can more prevail in man’s
FTLN 1449 commendation with woman than report of valor.
FABIAN  FTLN 1450There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.
ANDREW  FTLN 145140Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?
TOBY  FTLN 1452Go, write it in a martial hand. Be curst and
FTLN 1453 brief. It is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent
FTLN 1454 and full of invention. Taunt him with the license of
FTLN 1455 ink. If thou “thou”-est him some thrice, it shall not
FTLN 145645 be amiss, and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of
FTLN 1457 paper, although the sheet were big enough for the
FTLN 1458 bed of Ware in England, set ’em down. Go, about it.
FTLN 1459 Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou
FTLN 1460 write with a goose-pen, no matter. About it.
ANDREW  FTLN 146150Where shall I find you?
TOBY  FTLN 1462We’ll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.
Sir Andrew exits.
FABIAN  FTLN 1463This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.
TOBY  FTLN 1464I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand
FTLN 1465 strong or so.
FABIAN  FTLN 146655We shall have a rare letter from him. But you’ll
FTLN 1467 not deliver ’t?
TOBY  FTLN 1468Never trust me, then. And by all means stir on
FTLN 1469 the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes
FTLN 1470 cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were
FTLN 147160 opened and you find so much blood in his liver as
FTLN 1472 will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of th’
FTLN 1473 anatomy.
FABIAN  FTLN 1474And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage
FTLN 1475 no great presage of cruelty.

Enter Maria.

TOBY  FTLN 147665Look where the youngest wren of mine comes.
MARIA  FTLN 1477If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourselves

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FTLN 1478 into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is
FTLN 1479 turned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no
FTLN 1480 Christian that means to be saved by believing rightly
FTLN 148170 can ever believe such impossible passages of grossness.
FTLN 1482 He’s in yellow stockings.
TOBY  FTLN 1483And cross-gartered?
MARIA  FTLN 1484Most villainously, like a pedant that keeps a
FTLN 1485 school i’ th’ church. I have dogged him like his
FTLN 148675 murderer. He does obey every point of the letter
FTLN 1487 that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face
FTLN 1488 into more lines than is in the new map with the
FTLN 1489 augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such
FTLN 1490 a thing as ’tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at
FTLN 149180 him. I know my lady will strike him. If she do, he’ll
FTLN 1492 smile and take ’t for a great favor.
TOBY  FTLN 1493Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
They all exit.

Scene 3
Enter Sebastian and Antonio.

FTLN 1494 I would not by my will have troubled you,
FTLN 1495 But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,
FTLN 1496 I will no further chide you.
FTLN 1497 I could not stay behind you. My desire,
FTLN 14985 More sharp than filèd steel, did spur me forth;
FTLN 1499 And not all love to see you, though so much
FTLN 1500 As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,
FTLN 1501 But jealousy what might befall your travel,
FTLN 1502 Being skill-less in these parts, which to a stranger,
FTLN 150310 Unguided and unfriended, often prove
FTLN 1504 Rough and unhospitable. My willing love,
FTLN 1505 The rather by these arguments of fear,
FTLN 1506 Set forth in your pursuit.

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SEBASTIAN  FTLN 1507 My kind Antonio,
FTLN 150815 I can no other answer make but thanks,
FTLN 1509 And thanks, and ever editorial emendationthanks; andeditorial emendation oft good turns
FTLN 1510 Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay.
FTLN 1511 But were my worth, as is my conscience, firm,
FTLN 1512 You should find better dealing. What’s to do?
FTLN 151320 Shall we go see the relics of this town?
FTLN 1514 Tomorrow, sir. Best first go see your lodging.
FTLN 1515 I am not weary, and ’tis long to night.
FTLN 1516 I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes
FTLN 1517 With the memorials and the things of fame
FTLN 151825 That do renown this city.
ANTONIO  FTLN 1519Would you’d pardon me.
FTLN 1520 I do not without danger walk these streets.
FTLN 1521 Once in a sea fight ’gainst the Count his galleys
FTLN 1522 I did some service, of such note indeed
FTLN 152330 That were I ta’en here it would scarce be answered.
FTLN 1524 Belike you slew great number of his people?
FTLN 1525 Th’ offense is not of such a bloody nature,
FTLN 1526 Albeit the quality of the time and quarrel
FTLN 1527 Might well have given us bloody argument.
FTLN 152835 It might have since been answered in repaying
FTLN 1529 What we took from them, which, for traffic’s sake,
FTLN 1530 Most of our city did. Only myself stood out,
FTLN 1531 For which, if I be lapsèd in this place,
FTLN 1532 I shall pay dear.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 153340 Do not then walk too open.
FTLN 1534 It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here’s my purse.
editorial emendationGiving him money.editorial emendation
FTLN 1535 In the south suburbs, at the Elephant,
FTLN 1536 Is best to lodge. I will bespeak our diet

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FTLN 1537 Whiles you beguile the time and feed your
FTLN 153845 knowledge
FTLN 1539 With viewing of the town. There shall you have me.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 1540Why I your purse?
FTLN 1541 Haply your eye shall light upon some toy
FTLN 1542 You have desire to purchase, and your store,
FTLN 154350 I think, is not for idle markets, sir.
FTLN 1544 I’ll be your purse-bearer and leave you
FTLN 1545 For an hour.
ANTONIO  FTLN 1546 To th’ Elephant.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 1547 I do remember.
They exit editorial emendationin different directions.editorial emendation

Scene 4
Enter Olivia and Maria.

OLIVIA , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1548 I have sent after him. He says he’ll come.
FTLN 1549 How shall I feast him? What bestow of him?
FTLN 1550 For youth is bought more oft than begged or
FTLN 1551 borrowed.
FTLN 15525 I speak too loud.—
FTLN 1553 Where’s Malvolio? He is sad and civil
FTLN 1554 And suits well for a servant with my fortunes.
FTLN 1555 Where is Malvolio?
MARIA  FTLN 1556He’s coming, madam, but in very strange manner.
FTLN 155710 He is sure possessed, madam.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1558Why, what’s the matter? Does he rave?
MARIA  FTLN 1559No, madam, he does nothing but smile. Your
FTLN 1560 Ladyship were best to have some guard about you if
FTLN 1561 he come, for sure the man is tainted in ’s wits.
FTLN 156215 Go call him hither.  editorial emendationMaria exits.editorial emendation I am as mad as he,
FTLN 1563 If sad and merry madness equal be.

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ACT 3. SC. 4

Enter editorial emendationMaria witheditorial emendation Malvolio.

FTLN 1564 How now, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1565 Sweet lady, ho, ho!
OLIVIA  FTLN 1566Smil’st thou? I sent for thee upon a sad
FTLN 156720 occasion.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1568Sad, lady? I could be sad. This does make
FTLN 1569 some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering,
FTLN 1570 but what of that? If it please the eye of one, it is
FTLN 1571 with me as the very true sonnet is: “Please one, and
FTLN 157225 please all.”
editorial emendationOLIVIAeditorial emendation  FTLN 1573Why, how dost thou, man? What is the matter
FTLN 1574 with thee?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1575Not black in my mind, though yellow in my
FTLN 1576 legs. It did come to his hands, and commands shall
FTLN 157730 be executed. I think we do know the sweet Roman
FTLN 1578 hand.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1579Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1580To bed? “Ay, sweetheart, and I’ll come to
FTLN 1581 thee.”
OLIVIA  FTLN 158235God comfort thee! Why dost thou smile so, and
FTLN 1583 kiss thy hand so oft?
MARIA  FTLN 1584How do you, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1585At your request? Yes, nightingales answer
FTLN 1586 daws!
MARIA  FTLN 158740Why appear you with this ridiculous boldness
FTLN 1588 before my lady?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1589“Be not afraid of greatness.” ’Twas well
FTLN 1590 writ.
OLIVIA  FTLN 1591What mean’st thou by that, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 159245“Some are born great—”
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1594“Some achieve greatness—”
OLIVIA  FTLN 1595What sayst thou?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1596“And some have greatness thrust upon
FTLN 159750 them.”

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OLIVIA  FTLN 1598Heaven restore thee!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1599“Remember who commended thy yellow
FTLN 1600 stockings—”
OLIVIA  FTLN 1601Thy yellow stockings?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 160255“And wished to see thee cross-gartered.”
OLIVIA  FTLN 1603Cross-gartered?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1604“Go to, thou art made, if thou desir’st to be
FTLN 1605 so—”
OLIVIA  FTLN 1606Am I made?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 160760“If not, let me see thee a servant still.”
OLIVIA  FTLN 1608Why, this is very midsummer madness!

Enter Servant.

SERVANT  FTLN 1609Madam, the young gentleman of the Count
FTLN 1610 Orsino’s is returned. I could hardly entreat him
FTLN 1611 back. He attends your Ladyship’s pleasure.
OLIVIA  FTLN 161265I’ll come to him.  editorial emendationServant exits.editorial emendation Good Maria, let
FTLN 1613 this fellow be looked to. Where’s my Cousin Toby?
FTLN 1614 Let some of my people have a special care of him. I
FTLN 1615 would not have him miscarry for the half of my
FTLN 1616 dowry.
editorial emendationOlivia and Mariaeditorial emendation exit editorial emendationin different directions.editorial emendation
MALVOLIO  FTLN 161770O ho, do you come near me now? No worse
FTLN 1618 man than Sir Toby to look to me. This concurs
FTLN 1619 directly with the letter. She sends him on purpose
FTLN 1620 that I may appear stubborn to him, for she incites
FTLN 1621 me to that in the letter: “Cast thy humble slough,”
FTLN 162275 says she. “Be opposite with a kinsman, surly with
FTLN 1623 servants; let thy tongue editorial emendationtangeditorial emendation with arguments of
FTLN 1624 state; put thyself into the trick of singularity,” and
FTLN 1625 consequently sets down the manner how: as, a sad
FTLN 1626 face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in the habit
FTLN 162780 of some Sir of note, and so forth. I have limed her,
FTLN 1628 but it is Jove’s doing, and Jove make me thankful!
FTLN 1629 And when she went away now, “Let this fellow be
FTLN 1630 looked to.” “Fellow!” Not “Malvolio,” nor after my

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FTLN 1631 degree, but “fellow.” Why, everything adheres together,
FTLN 163285 that no dram of a scruple, no scruple of a
FTLN 1633 scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous or unsafe
FTLN 1634 circumstance—what can be said? Nothing that can
FTLN 1635 be can come between me and the full prospect of
FTLN 1636 my hopes. Well, Jove, not I, is the doer of this, and
FTLN 163790 he is to be thanked.

Enter Toby, Fabian, and Maria.

TOBY  FTLN 1638Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? If all
FTLN 1639 the devils of hell be drawn in little, and Legion
FTLN 1640 himself possessed him, yet I’ll speak to him.
FABIAN  FTLN 1641Here he is, here he is.—How is ’t with you, sir?
FTLN 164295 How is ’t with you, man?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1643Go off, I discard you. Let me enjoy my
FTLN 1644 private. Go off.
MARIA , editorial emendationto Tobyeditorial emendation  FTLN 1645Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks
FTLN 1646 within him! Did not I tell you? Sir Toby, my lady
FTLN 1647100 prays you to have a care of him.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1648Aha, does she so?
TOBY , editorial emendationto Fabian and Mariaeditorial emendation  FTLN 1649Go to, go to! Peace, peace.
FTLN 1650 We must deal gently with him. Let me alone.—How
FTLN 1651 do you, Malvolio? How is ’t with you? What, man,
FTLN 1652105 defy the devil! Consider, he’s an enemy to mankind.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1653Do you know what you say?
MARIA , editorial emendationto Tobyeditorial emendation  FTLN 1654La you, an you speak ill of the devil,
FTLN 1655 how he takes it at heart! Pray God he be not
FTLN 1656 bewitched!
FABIAN  FTLN 1657110Carry his water to th’ wisewoman.
MARIA  FTLN 1658Marry, and it shall be done tomorrow morning
FTLN 1659 if I live. My lady would not lose him for more than
FTLN 1660 I’ll say.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1661How now, mistress?
MARIA  FTLN 1662115O Lord!
TOBY  FTLN 1663Prithee, hold thy peace. This is not the way. Do
FTLN 1664 you not see you move him? Let me alone with
FTLN 1665 him.

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FABIAN  FTLN 1666No way but gentleness, gently, gently. The
FTLN 1667120 fiend is rough and will not be roughly used.
TOBY , editorial emendationto Malvolioeditorial emendation  FTLN 1668Why, how now, my bawcock? How
FTLN 1669 dost thou, chuck?
TOBY  FTLN 1671Ay, biddy, come with me.—What, man, ’tis not
FTLN 1672125 for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan. Hang
FTLN 1673 him, foul collier!
MARIA  FTLN 1674Get him to say his prayers, good Sir Toby; get
FTLN 1675 him to pray.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1676My prayers, minx?
MARIA , editorial emendationto Tobyeditorial emendation  FTLN 1677130No, I warrant you, he will not hear of
FTLN 1678 godliness.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 1679Go hang yourselves all! You are idle, shallow
FTLN 1680 things. I am not of your element. You shall
FTLN 1681 know more hereafter. He exits.
TOBY  FTLN 1682135Is ’t possible?
FABIAN  FTLN 1683If this were played upon a stage now, I could
FTLN 1684 condemn it as an improbable fiction.
TOBY  FTLN 1685His very genius hath taken the infection of the
FTLN 1686 device, man.
MARIA  FTLN 1687140Nay, pursue him now, lest the device take air
FTLN 1688 and taint.
FABIAN  FTLN 1689Why, we shall make him mad indeed.
MARIA  FTLN 1690The house will be the quieter.
TOBY  FTLN 1691Come, we’ll have him in a dark room and
FTLN 1692145 bound. My niece is already in the belief that he’s
FTLN 1693 mad. We may carry it thus, for our pleasure and his
FTLN 1694 penance, till our very pastime, tired out of breath,
FTLN 1695 prompt us to have mercy on him, at which time we
FTLN 1696 will bring the device to the bar and crown thee for a
FTLN 1697150 finder of madmen. But see, but see!

Enter Sir Andrew.

FABIAN  FTLN 1698More matter for a May morning.
ANDREW , editorial emendationpresenting a papereditorial emendation  FTLN 1699Here’s the challenge.
FTLN 1700 Read it. I warrant there’s vinegar and pepper in ’t.

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ACT 3. SC. 4

FABIAN  FTLN 1701Is ’t so saucy?
ANDREW  FTLN 1702155Ay, is ’t. I warrant him. Do but read.
TOBY  FTLN 1703Give me.  editorial emendationHe reads.editorial emendation Youth, whatsoever thou art,
FTLN 1704 thou art but a scurvy fellow.
FABIAN  FTLN 1705Good, and valiant.
TOBY  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 1706Wonder not nor admire not in thy mind
FTLN 1707160 why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason
FTLN 1708 for ’t.

FABIAN  FTLN 1709A good note, that keeps you from the blow of
FTLN 1710 the law.
TOBY  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 1711Thou com’st to the Lady Olivia, and in my
FTLN 1712165 sight she uses thee kindly. But thou liest in thy throat;
FTLN 1713 that is not the matter I challenge thee for.

FABIAN  FTLN 1714Very brief, and to exceeding good sense—less.
TOBY  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 1715I will waylay thee going home, where if it be
FTLN 1716 thy chance to kill me—

FABIAN  FTLN 1717170Good.
TOBY  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 1718Thou kill’st me like a rogue and a villain.
FABIAN  FTLN 1719Still you keep o’ th’ windy side of the law.
FTLN 1720 Good.
TOBY  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 1721Fare thee well, and God have mercy upon
FTLN 1722175 one of our souls. He may have mercy upon mine, but
FTLN 1723 my hope is better, and so look to thyself. Thy friend, as
FTLN 1724 thou usest him, and thy sworn enemy,
FTLN 1725 Andrew Aguecheek.

FTLN 1726 If this letter move him not, his legs cannot. I’ll
FTLN 1727180 give ’t him.
MARIA  FTLN 1728You may have very fit occasion for ’t. He is now
FTLN 1729 in some commerce with my lady and will by and
FTLN 1730 by depart.
TOBY  FTLN 1731Go, Sir Andrew. Scout me for him at the corner
FTLN 1732185 of the orchard like a bum-baily. So soon as ever
FTLN 1733 thou seest him, draw, and as thou draw’st, swear
FTLN 1734 horrible, for it comes to pass oft that a terrible oath,
FTLN 1735 with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives
FTLN 1736 manhood more approbation than ever proof itself
FTLN 1737190 would have earned him. Away!

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ACT 3. SC. 4

ANDREW  FTLN 1738Nay, let me alone for swearing. He exits.
TOBY  FTLN 1739Now will not I deliver his letter, for the behavior
FTLN 1740 of the young gentleman gives him out to be of good
FTLN 1741 capacity and breeding; his employment between
FTLN 1742195 his lord and my niece confirms no less. Therefore,
FTLN 1743 this letter, being so excellently ignorant, will breed
FTLN 1744 no terror in the youth. He will find it comes from a
FTLN 1745 clodpoll. But, sir, I will deliver his challenge by
FTLN 1746 word of mouth, set upon Aguecheek a notable
FTLN 1747200 report of valor, and drive the gentleman (as I know
FTLN 1748 his youth will aptly receive it) into a most hideous
FTLN 1749 opinion of his rage, skill, fury, and impetuosity. This
FTLN 1750 will so fright them both that they will kill one
FTLN 1751 another by the look, like cockatrices.

Enter Olivia and Viola.

FABIAN  FTLN 1752205Here he comes with your niece. Give them
FTLN 1753 way till he take leave, and presently after him.
TOBY  FTLN 1754I will meditate the while upon some horrid
FTLN 1755 message for a challenge.
editorial emendationToby, Fabian, and Maria exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 1756 I have said too much unto a heart of stone
FTLN 1757210 And laid mine honor too unchary on ’t.
FTLN 1758 There’s something in me that reproves my fault,
FTLN 1759 But such a headstrong potent fault it is
FTLN 1760 That it but mocks reproof.
FTLN 1761 With the same ’havior that your passion bears
FTLN 1762215 Goes on my master’s griefs.
FTLN 1763 Here, wear this jewel for me. ’Tis my picture.
FTLN 1764 Refuse it not. It hath no tongue to vex you.
FTLN 1765 And I beseech you come again tomorrow.
FTLN 1766 What shall you ask of me that I’ll deny,
FTLN 1767220 That honor, saved, may upon asking give?

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ACT 3. SC. 4

FTLN 1768 Nothing but this: your true love for my master.
FTLN 1769 How with mine honor may I give him that
FTLN 1770 Which I have given to you?
VIOLA  FTLN 1771 I will acquit you.
FTLN 1772225 Well, come again tomorrow. Fare thee well.
FTLN 1773 A fiend like thee might bear my soul to hell.
editorial emendationShe exits.editorial emendation

Enter Toby and Fabian.

TOBY  FTLN 1774Gentleman, God save thee.
VIOLA  FTLN 1775And you, sir.
TOBY  FTLN 1776That defense thou hast, betake thee to ’t. Of what
FTLN 1777230 nature the wrongs are thou hast done him, I know
FTLN 1778 not, but thy intercepter, full of despite, bloody as
FTLN 1779 the hunter, attends thee at the orchard end. Dismount
FTLN 1780 thy tuck, be yare in thy preparation, for thy
FTLN 1781 assailant is quick, skillful, and deadly.
VIOLA  FTLN 1782235You mistake, sir. I am sure no man hath any
FTLN 1783 quarrel to me. My remembrance is very free and
FTLN 1784 clear from any image of offense done to any man.
TOBY  FTLN 1785You’ll find it otherwise, I assure you. Therefore,
FTLN 1786 if you hold your life at any price, betake you to your
FTLN 1787240 guard, for your opposite hath in him what youth,
FTLN 1788 strength, skill, and wrath can furnish man withal.
VIOLA  FTLN 1789I pray you, sir, what is he?
TOBY  FTLN 1790He is knight dubbed with unhatched rapier and
FTLN 1791 on carpet consideration, but he is a devil in private
FTLN 1792245 brawl. Souls and bodies hath he divorced three, and
FTLN 1793 his incensement at this moment is so implacable
FTLN 1794 that satisfaction can be none but by pangs of death
FTLN 1795 and sepulcher. “Hob, nob” is his word; “give ’t or
FTLN 1796 take ’t.”
VIOLA  FTLN 1797250I will return again into the house and desire

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FTLN 1798 some conduct of the lady. I am no fighter. I have
FTLN 1799 heard of some kind of men that put quarrels purposely
FTLN 1800 on others to taste their valor. Belike this is a
FTLN 1801 man of that quirk.
TOBY  FTLN 1802255Sir, no. His indignation derives itself out of a very
FTLN 1803 competent injury. Therefore get you on and give
FTLN 1804 him his desire. Back you shall not to the house,
FTLN 1805 unless you undertake that with me which with as
FTLN 1806 much safety you might answer him. Therefore on,
FTLN 1807260 or strip your sword stark naked, for meddle you
FTLN 1808 must, that’s certain, or forswear to wear iron about
FTLN 1809 you.
VIOLA  FTLN 1810This is as uncivil as strange. I beseech you, do
FTLN 1811 me this courteous office, as to know of the knight
FTLN 1812265 what my offense to him is. It is something of my
FTLN 1813 negligence, nothing of my purpose.
TOBY  FTLN 1814I will do so.—Signior Fabian, stay you by this
FTLN 1815 gentleman till my return. Toby exits.
VIOLA  FTLN 1816Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter?
FABIAN  FTLN 1817270I know the knight is incensed against you even
FTLN 1818 to a mortal arbitrament, but nothing of the circumstance
FTLN 1819 more.
VIOLA  FTLN 1820I beseech you, what manner of man is he?
FABIAN  FTLN 1821Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read
FTLN 1822275 him by his form, as you are like to find him in the
FTLN 1823 proof of his valor. He is indeed, sir, the most skillful,
FTLN 1824 bloody, and fatal opposite that you could possibly
FTLN 1825 have found in any part of Illyria. Will you walk
FTLN 1826 towards him? I will make your peace with him if I
FTLN 1827280 can.
VIOLA  FTLN 1828I shall be much bound to you for ’t. I am one
FTLN 1829 that had rather go with Sir Priest than Sir Knight, I
FTLN 1830 care not who knows so much of my mettle.
They exit.

Enter Toby and Andrew.

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TOBY  FTLN 1831Why, man, he’s a very devil. I have not seen such
FTLN 1832285 a firago. I had a pass with him, rapier, scabbard,
FTLN 1833 and all, and he gives me the stuck-in with such
FTLN 1834 a mortal motion that it is inevitable; and on the
FTLN 1835 answer, he pays you as surely as your feet hits the
FTLN 1836 ground they step on. They say he has been fencer
FTLN 1837290 to the Sophy.
ANDREW  FTLN 1838Pox on ’t! I’ll not meddle with him.
TOBY  FTLN 1839Ay, but he will not now be pacified. Fabian can
FTLN 1840 scarce hold him yonder.
ANDREW  FTLN 1841Plague on ’t! An I thought he had been
FTLN 1842295 valiant, and so cunning in fence, I’d have seen him
FTLN 1843 damned ere I’d have challenged him. Let him let
FTLN 1844 the matter slip, and I’ll give him my horse, gray
FTLN 1845 Capilet.
TOBY  FTLN 1846I’ll make the motion. Stand here, make a good
FTLN 1847300 show on ’t. This shall end without the perdition of
FTLN 1848 souls.  editorial emendationAside.editorial emendation Marry, I’ll ride your horse as well as I
FTLN 1849 ride you.

Enter Fabian and Viola.

editorial emendationToby crosses to meet them.editorial emendation
FTLN 1850  editorial emendationAside to Fabian.editorial emendation I have his horse to take up the
FTLN 1851 quarrel. I have persuaded him the youth’s a devil.
FABIAN , editorial emendationaside to Tobyeditorial emendation  FTLN 1852305He is as horribly conceited of
FTLN 1853 him, and pants and looks pale as if a bear were at his
FTLN 1854 heels.
TOBY , editorial emendationto Violaeditorial emendation  FTLN 1855There’s no remedy, sir; he will fight
FTLN 1856 with you for ’s oath sake. Marry, he hath better
FTLN 1857310 bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now
FTLN 1858 scarce to be worth talking of. Therefore, draw for
FTLN 1859 the supportance of his vow. He protests he will not
FTLN 1860 hurt you.
VIOLA  FTLN 1861Pray God defend me!  editorial emendationAside.editorial emendation A little thing
FTLN 1862315 would make me tell them how much I lack of a
FTLN 1863 man.

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FABIAN  FTLN 1864Give ground if you see him furious.
editorial emendationToby crosses to Andrew.editorial emendation
TOBY  FTLN 1865Come, Sir Andrew, there’s no remedy. The
FTLN 1866 gentleman will, for his honor’s sake, have one bout
FTLN 1867320 with you. He cannot by the duello avoid it. But he
FTLN 1868 has promised me, as he is a gentleman and a soldier,
FTLN 1869 he will not hurt you. Come on, to ’t.
ANDREW , editorial emendationdrawing his swordeditorial emendation  FTLN 1870Pray God he keep his
FTLN 1871 oath!
VIOLA , editorial emendationdrawing her swordeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1872325 I do assure you ’tis against my will.

Enter Antonio.

ANTONIO , editorial emendationto Andreweditorial emendation 
FTLN 1873 Put up your sword. If this young gentleman
FTLN 1874 Have done offense, I take the fault on me.
FTLN 1875 If you offend him, I for him defy you.
TOBY  FTLN 1876You, sir? Why, what are you?
ANTONIO , editorial emendationdrawing his swordeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1877330 One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more
FTLN 1878 Than you have heard him brag to you he will.
TOBY , editorial emendationdrawing his swordeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1879 Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for you.

Enter Officers.

FABIAN  FTLN 1880O, good Sir Toby, hold! Here come the officers.
TOBY , editorial emendationto Antonioeditorial emendation  FTLN 1881I’ll be with you anon.
VIOLA , editorial emendationto Andreweditorial emendation  FTLN 1882335Pray, sir, put your sword up, if
FTLN 1883 you please.
ANDREW  FTLN 1884Marry, will I, sir. And for that I promised
FTLN 1885 you, I’ll be as good as my word. He will bear you
FTLN 1886 easily, and reins well.
FIRST OFFICER  FTLN 1887340This is the man. Do thy office.
SECOND OFFICER  FTLN 1888Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit of
FTLN 1889 Count Orsino.
ANTONIO  FTLN 1890You do mistake me, sir.

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FTLN 1891 No, sir, no jot. I know your favor well,
FTLN 1892345 Though now you have no sea-cap on your head.—
FTLN 1893 Take him away. He knows I know him well.
FTLN 1894 I must obey.  editorial emendationTo Viola.editorial emendation This comes with seeking
FTLN 1895 you.
FTLN 1896 But there’s no remedy. I shall answer it.
FTLN 1897350 What will you do, now my necessity
FTLN 1898 Makes me to ask you for my purse? It grieves me
FTLN 1899 Much more for what I cannot do for you
FTLN 1900 Than what befalls myself. You stand amazed,
FTLN 1901 But be of comfort.
SECOND OFFICER  FTLN 1902355 Come, sir, away.
ANTONIO , editorial emendationto Violaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1903 I must entreat of you some of that money.
VIOLA  FTLN 1904What money, sir?
FTLN 1905 For the fair kindness you have showed me here,
FTLN 1906 And part being prompted by your present trouble,
FTLN 1907360 Out of my lean and low ability
FTLN 1908 I’ll lend you something. My having is not much.
FTLN 1909 I’ll make division of my present with you.
FTLN 1910 Hold, there’s half my coffer. editorial emendationOffering him money.editorial emendation
ANTONIO  FTLN 1911Will you deny me now?
FTLN 1912365 Is ’t possible that my deserts to you
FTLN 1913 Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery,
FTLN 1914 Lest that it make me so unsound a man
FTLN 1915 As to upbraid you with those kindnesses
FTLN 1916 That I have done for you.
VIOLA  FTLN 1917370 I know of none,
FTLN 1918 Nor know I you by voice or any feature.
FTLN 1919 I hate ingratitude more in a man
FTLN 1920 Than lying, vainness, babbling drunkenness,
FTLN 1921 Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
FTLN 1922375 Inhabits our frail blood—
ANTONIO  FTLN 1923 O heavens themselves!

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SECOND OFFICER  FTLN 1924Come, sir, I pray you go.
FTLN 1925 Let me speak a little. This youth that you see here
FTLN 1926 I snatched one half out of the jaws of death,
FTLN 1927380 Relieved him with such sanctity of love,
FTLN 1928 And to his image, which methought did promise
FTLN 1929 Most venerable worth, did I devotion.
FTLN 1930 What’s that to us? The time goes by. Away!
FTLN 1931 But O, how vile an idol proves this god!
FTLN 1932385 Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.
FTLN 1933 In nature there’s no blemish but the mind;
FTLN 1934 None can be called deformed but the unkind.
FTLN 1935 Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil
FTLN 1936 Are empty trunks o’erflourished by the devil.
FTLN 1937390 The man grows mad. Away with him.—Come,
FTLN 1938 come, sir.
ANTONIO  FTLN 1939Lead me on.
editorial emendationAntonio and Officerseditorial emendation exit.
VIOLA , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1940 Methinks his words do from such passion fly
FTLN 1941 That he believes himself; so do not I.
FTLN 1942395 Prove true, imagination, O, prove true,
FTLN 1943 That I, dear brother, be now ta’en for you!
TOBY  FTLN 1944Come hither, knight; come hither, Fabian. We’ll
FTLN 1945 whisper o’er a couplet or two of most sage saws.
editorial emendationToby, Fabian, and Andrew move aside.editorial emendation
VIOLA , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1946 He named Sebastian. I my brother know
FTLN 1947400 Yet living in my glass. Even such and so
FTLN 1948 In favor was my brother, and he went
FTLN 1949 Still in this fashion, color, ornament,
FTLN 1950 For him I imitate. O, if it prove,
FTLN 1951 Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love!
editorial emendationShe exits.editorial emendation

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TOBY  FTLN 1952405A very dishonest, paltry boy, and more a coward
FTLN 1953 than a hare. His dishonesty appears in leaving his
FTLN 1954 friend here in necessity and denying him; and for
FTLN 1955 his cowardship, ask Fabian.
FABIAN  FTLN 1956A coward, a most devout coward, religious
FTLN 1957410 in it.
ANDREW  FTLN 1958’Slid, I’ll after him again and beat him.
TOBY  FTLN 1959Do, cuff him soundly, but never draw thy
FTLN 1960 sword.
ANDREW  FTLN 1961An I do not—
FABIAN  FTLN 1962415Come, let’s see the event.
TOBY  FTLN 1963I dare lay any money ’twill be nothing yet.
editorial emendationTheyeditorial emendation exit.

Scene 1
Enter Sebastian and editorial emendationFeste, the Fool.editorial emendation

FOOL  FTLN 1964Will you make me believe that I am not sent for
FTLN 1965 you?
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 1966Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let
FTLN 1967 me be clear of thee.
FOOL  FTLN 19685Well held out, i’ faith. No, I do not know you, nor
FTLN 1969 I am not sent to you by my lady to bid you come
FTLN 1970 speak with her, nor your name is not Master
FTLN 1971 Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing
FTLN 1972 that is so is so.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 197310I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else.
FTLN 1974 Thou know’st not me.
FOOL  FTLN 1975Vent my folly? He has heard that word of some
FTLN 1976 great man and now applies it to a Fool. Vent my
FTLN 1977 folly? I am afraid this great lubber the world will
FTLN 197815 prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy strangeness
FTLN 1979 and tell me what I shall vent to my lady. Shall I
FTLN 1980 vent to her that thou art coming?
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 1981I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me.
FTLN 1982 There’s money for thee.  editorial emendationGiving money.editorial emendation If you
FTLN 198320 tarry longer, I shall give worse payment.
FOOL  FTLN 1984By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise
FTLN 1985 men that give Fools money get themselves a good
FTLN 1986 report—after fourteen years’ purchase.

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Enter Andrew, Toby, and Fabian.

ANDREW , editorial emendationto Sebastianeditorial emendation  FTLN 1987Now, sir, have I met you again?
FTLN 198825 There’s for you. editorial emendationHe strikes Sebastian.editorial emendation
SEBASTIAN , editorial emendationreturning the bloweditorial emendation  FTLN 1989Why, there’s for thee,
FTLN 1990 and there, and there.—Are all the people mad?
TOBY  FTLN 1991Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o’er the
FTLN 1992 house.
FOOL , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 199330This will I tell my lady straight. I would
FTLN 1994 not be in some of your coats for twopence.
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
TOBY , editorial emendationseizing Sebastianeditorial emendation  FTLN 1995Come on, sir, hold!
ANDREW  FTLN 1996Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to
FTLN 1997 work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against
FTLN 199835 him, if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck
FTLN 1999 him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
SEBASTIAN , editorial emendationto Tobyeditorial emendation  FTLN 2000Let go thy hand!
TOBY  FTLN 2001Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young
FTLN 2002 soldier, put up your iron. You are well fleshed.
FTLN 200340 Come on.
FTLN 2004 I will be free from thee.
editorial emendationHe pulls free and draws his sword.editorial emendation
FTLN 2005 What wouldst thou now?
FTLN 2006 If thou dar’st tempt me further, draw thy sword.
TOBY  FTLN 2007What, what? Nay, then, I must have an ounce or
FTLN 200845 two of this malapert blood from you.
editorial emendationHe draws his sword.editorial emendation

Enter Olivia.

FTLN 2009 Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold!
TOBY  FTLN 2010Madam.
FTLN 2011 Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
FTLN 2012 Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,

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FTLN 201350 Where manners ne’er were preached! Out of my
FTLN 2014 sight!—
FTLN 2015 Be not offended, dear Cesario.—
FTLN 2016 Rudesby, begone! editorial emendationToby, Andrew, and Fabian exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 2017 I prithee, gentle friend,
FTLN 201855 Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
FTLN 2019 In this uncivil and unjust extent
FTLN 2020 Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
FTLN 2021 And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
FTLN 2022 This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby
FTLN 202360 Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go.
FTLN 2024 Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me!
FTLN 2025 He started one poor heart of mine, in thee.
SEBASTIAN , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2026 What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
FTLN 2027 Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
FTLN 202865 Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;
FTLN 2029 If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
FTLN 2030 Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou ’dst be ruled by
FTLN 2031 me!
FTLN 2032 Madam, I will.
OLIVIA  FTLN 203370 O, say so, and so be!
They exit.

Scene 2
Enter Maria and editorial emendationFeste, the Fool.editorial emendation

MARIA  FTLN 2034Nay, I prithee, put on this gown and this beard;
FTLN 2035 make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate. Do
FTLN 2036 it quickly. I’ll call Sir Toby the whilst. editorial emendationShe exits.editorial emendation
FOOL  FTLN 2037Well, I’ll put it on and I will dissemble myself in
FTLN 20385 ’t, and I would I were the first that ever dissembled
FTLN 2039 in such a gown.  editorial emendationHe puts on gown and beard.editorial emendation I am

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FTLN 2040 not tall enough to become the function well, nor
FTLN 2041 lean enough to be thought a good student, but to be
FTLN 2042 said an honest man and a good housekeeper goes as
FTLN 204310 fairly as to say a careful man and a great scholar.
FTLN 2044 The competitors enter.

Enter Toby editorial emendationand Maria.editorial emendation

TOBY  FTLN 2045Jove bless thee, Master Parson.
FOOL  FTLN 2046Bonos dies, Sir Toby; for, as the old hermit of
FTLN 2047 Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said
FTLN 204815 to a niece of King Gorboduc “That that is, is,” so I,
FTLN 2049 being Master Parson, am Master Parson; for what is
FTLN 2050 “that” but “that” and “is” but “is”?
TOBY  FTLN 2051To him, Sir Topas.
FOOL , editorial emendationdisguising his voiceeditorial emendation  FTLN 2052What ho, I say! Peace in this
FTLN 205320 prison!
TOBY  FTLN 2054The knave counterfeits well. A good knave.

Malvolio within.

MALVOLIO  FTLN 2055Who calls there?
FOOL  FTLN 2056Sir Topas the curate, who comes to visit Malvolio
FTLN 2057 the lunatic.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 205825Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to
FTLN 2059 my lady—
FOOL  FTLN 2060Out, hyperbolical fiend! How vexest thou this
FTLN 2061 man! Talkest thou nothing but of ladies?
TOBY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2062Well said, Master Parson.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 206330Sir Topas, never was man thus wronged.
FTLN 2064 Good Sir Topas, do not think I am mad. They have
FTLN 2065 laid me here in hideous darkness—
FOOL  FTLN 2066Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most
FTLN 2067 modest terms, for I am one of those gentle ones
FTLN 206835 that will use the devil himself with courtesy. Sayst
FTLN 2069 thou that house is dark?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2070As hell, Sir Topas.

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ACT 4. SC. 2

FOOL  FTLN 2071Why, it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes,
FTLN 2072 and the editorial emendationclerestorieseditorial emendation toward the south-north
FTLN 207340 are as lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest
FTLN 2074 thou of obstruction?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2075I am not mad, Sir Topas. I say to you this
FTLN 2076 house is dark.
FOOL  FTLN 2077Madman, thou errest. I say there is no darkness
FTLN 207845 but ignorance, in which thou art more puzzled than
FTLN 2079 the Egyptians in their fog.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2080I say this house is as dark as ignorance,
FTLN 2081 though ignorance were as dark as hell. And I say
FTLN 2082 there was never man thus abused. I am no more
FTLN 208350 mad than you are. Make the trial of it in any
FTLN 2084 constant question.
FOOL  FTLN 2085What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning
FTLN 2086 wildfowl?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2087That the soul of our grandam might haply
FTLN 208855 inhabit a bird.
FOOL  FTLN 2089What thinkst thou of his opinion?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2090I think nobly of the soul, and no way
FTLN 2091 approve his opinion.
FOOL  FTLN 2092Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness.
FTLN 209360 Thou shalt hold th’ opinion of Pythagoras ere I will
FTLN 2094 allow of thy wits, and fear to kill a woodcock lest
FTLN 2095 thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee
FTLN 2096 well.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2097Sir Topas, Sir Topas!
TOBY  FTLN 209865My most exquisite Sir Topas!
FOOL  FTLN 2099Nay, I am for all waters.
MARIA  FTLN 2100Thou mightst have done this without thy beard
FTLN 2101 and gown. He sees thee not.
TOBY  FTLN 2102To him in thine own voice, and bring me word
FTLN 210370 how thou find’st him. I would we were well rid
FTLN 2104 of this knavery. If he may be conveniently delivered,
FTLN 2105 I would he were, for I am now so far in
FTLN 2106 offense with my niece that I cannot pursue with

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FTLN 2107 any safety this sport the upshot. Come by and by
FTLN 210875 to my chamber.
editorial emendationToby and Mariaeditorial emendation exit.
FOOL  editorial emendationsings, in his own voiceeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2109  Hey, Robin, jolly Robin,
FTLN 2110  Tell me how thy lady does.

FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2112  My lady is unkind, perdy.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 211380Fool!
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2114  Alas, why is she so?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2115Fool, I say!
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2116  She loves another—
FTLN 2117 Who calls, ha?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 211885Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at
FTLN 2119 my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and
FTLN 2120 paper. As I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful
FTLN 2121 to thee for ’t.
FOOL  FTLN 2122Master Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 212390Ay, good Fool.
FOOL  FTLN 2124Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2125Fool, there was never man so notoriously
FTLN 2126 abused. I am as well in my wits, Fool, as thou art.
FOOL  FTLN 2127But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be
FTLN 212895 no better in your wits than a Fool.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2129They have here propertied me, keep me in
FTLN 2130 darkness, send ministers to me—asses!—and do
FTLN 2131 all they can to face me out of my wits.
FOOL  FTLN 2132Advise you what you say. The minister is here.
FTLN 2133100  editorial emendationIn the voice of Sir Topas.editorial emendation Malvolio, Malvolio, thy
FTLN 2134 wits the heavens restore. Endeavor thyself to sleep
FTLN 2135 and leave thy vain bibble-babble.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2136Sir Topas!

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FOOL , editorial emendationas Sir Topaseditorial emendation  FTLN 2137Maintain no words with him, good
FTLN 2138105 fellow.  editorial emendationAs Fool.editorial emendation Who, I, sir? Not I, sir! God buy
FTLN 2139 you, good Sir Topas.  editorial emendationAs Sir Topas.editorial emendation Marry, amen.
FTLN 2140  editorial emendationAs Fool.editorial emendation I will, sir, I will.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2141Fool! Fool! Fool, I say!
FOOL  FTLN 2142Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir? I am
FTLN 2143110 shent for speaking to you.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2144Good Fool, help me to some light and some
FTLN 2145 paper. I tell thee, I am as well in my wits as any
FTLN 2146 man in Illyria.
FOOL  FTLN 2147Welladay that you were, sir!
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2148115By this hand, I am. Good Fool, some ink,
FTLN 2149 paper, and light; and convey what I will set down to
FTLN 2150 my lady. It shall advantage thee more than ever the
FTLN 2151 bearing of letter did.
FOOL  FTLN 2152I will help you to ’t. But tell me true, are you not
FTLN 2153120 mad indeed, or do you but counterfeit?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2154Believe me, I am not. I tell thee true.
FOOL  FTLN 2155Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his
FTLN 2156 brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink.
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2157Fool, I’ll requite it in the highest degree. I
FTLN 2158125 prithee, begone.
FOOL  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2159 I am gone, sir, and anon, sir,
FTLN 2160  I’ll be with you again,
FTLN 2161 In a trice, like to the old Vice,
FTLN 2162  Your need to sustain.
FTLN 2163130 Who with dagger of lath, in his rage and his wrath,
FTLN 2164  Cries “aha!” to the devil;
FTLN 2165 Like a mad lad, “Pare thy nails, dad!
FTLN 2166  Adieu, goodman devil.”

He exits.

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ACT 4. SC. 3

Scene 3
Enter Sebastian.

editorial emendationSEBASTIANeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2167 This is the air; that is the glorious sun.
FTLN 2168 This pearl she gave me, I do feel ’t and see ’t.
FTLN 2169 And though ’tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
FTLN 2170 Yet ’tis not madness. Where’s Antonio, then?
FTLN 21715 I could not find him at the Elephant.
FTLN 2172 Yet there he was; and there I found this credit,
FTLN 2173 That he did range the town to seek me out.
FTLN 2174 His counsel now might do me golden service.
FTLN 2175 For though my soul disputes well with my sense
FTLN 217610 That this may be some error, but no madness,
FTLN 2177 Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune
FTLN 2178 So far exceed all instance, all discourse,
FTLN 2179 That I am ready to distrust mine eyes
FTLN 2180 And wrangle with my reason that persuades me
FTLN 218115 To any other trust but that I am mad—
FTLN 2182 Or else the lady’s mad. Yet if ’twere so,
FTLN 2183 She could not sway her house, command her
FTLN 2184 followers,
FTLN 2185 Take and give back affairs and their dispatch
FTLN 218620 With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing
FTLN 2187 As I perceive she does. There’s something in ’t
FTLN 2188 That is deceivable. But here the lady comes.

Enter Olivia, and editorial emendationaeditorial emendation Priest.

OLIVIA , editorial emendationto Sebastianeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2189 Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well,
FTLN 2190 Now go with me and with this holy man
FTLN 219125 Into the chantry by. There, before him
FTLN 2192 And underneath that consecrated roof,
FTLN 2193 Plight me the full assurance of your faith,
FTLN 2194 That my most jealous and too doubtful soul
FTLN 2195 May live at peace. He shall conceal it

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FTLN 219630 Whiles you are willing it shall come to note,
FTLN 2197 What time we will our celebration keep
FTLN 2198 According to my birth. What do you say?
FTLN 2199 I’ll follow this good man and go with you,
FTLN 2200 And, having sworn truth, ever will be true.
FTLN 220135 Then lead the way, good father, and heavens so
FTLN 2202 shine
FTLN 2203 That they may fairly note this act of mine.
They exit.

Scene 1
Enter editorial emendationFeste, the Fooleditorial emendation and Fabian.

FABIAN  FTLN 2204Now, as thou lov’st me, let me see his letter.
FOOL  FTLN 2205Good Master Fabian, grant me another request.
FABIAN  FTLN 2206Anything.
FOOL  FTLN 2207Do not desire to see this letter.
FABIAN  FTLN 22085This is to give a dog and in recompense desire
FTLN 2209 my dog again.

Enter editorial emendationOrsino,editorial emendation Viola, Curio, and Lords.

FTLN 2210 Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends?
FOOL  FTLN 2211Ay, sir, we are some of her trappings.
FTLN 2212 I know thee well. How dost thou, my good fellow?
FOOL  FTLN 221310Truly, sir, the better for my foes and the worse
FTLN 2214 for my friends.
FTLN 2215 Just the contrary: the better for thy friends.
FOOL  FTLN 2216No, sir, the worse.
ORSINO  FTLN 2217How can that be?
FOOL  FTLN 221815Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me.
FTLN 2219 Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by
FTLN 2220 my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, and
FTLN 2221 by my friends I am abused. So that, conclusions to
FTLN 2222 be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two

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FTLN 222320 affirmatives, why then the worse for my friends and
FTLN 2224 the better for my foes.
ORSINO  FTLN 2225Why, this is excellent.
FOOL  FTLN 2226By my troth, sir, no—though it please you to be
FTLN 2227 one of my friends.
ORSINO , editorial emendationgiving a coineditorial emendation 
FTLN 222825 Thou shalt not be the worse for me; there’s gold.
FOOL  FTLN 2229But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would
FTLN 2230 you could make it another.
ORSINO  FTLN 2231O, you give me ill counsel.
FOOL  FTLN 2232Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once,
FTLN 223330 and let your flesh and blood obey it.
ORSINO  FTLN 2234Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a
FTLN 2235 double-dealer: there’s another. editorial emendationHe gives a coin.editorial emendation
FOOL  FTLN 2236Primo, secundo, tertio is a good play, and the old
FTLN 2237 saying is, the third pays for all. The triplex, sir, is a
FTLN 223835 good tripping measure, or the bells of Saint Bennet,
FTLN 2239 sir, may put you in mind—one, two, three.
ORSINO  FTLN 2240You can fool no more money out of me at this
FTLN 2241 throw. If you will let your lady know I am here to
FTLN 2242 speak with her, and bring her along with you, it
FTLN 224340 may awake my bounty further.
FOOL  FTLN 2244Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come
FTLN 2245 again. I go, sir, but I would not have you to think
FTLN 2246 that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness.
FTLN 2247 But, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap. I
FTLN 224845 will awake it anon. He exits.

Enter Antonio and Officers.

FTLN 2249 Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.
FTLN 2250 That face of his I do remember well.
FTLN 2251 Yet when I saw it last, it was besmeared
FTLN 2252 As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war.
FTLN 225350 A baubling vessel was he captain of,

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FTLN 2254 For shallow draught and bulk unprizable,
FTLN 2255 With which such scatheful grapple did he make
FTLN 2256 With the most noble bottom of our fleet
FTLN 2257 That very envy and the tongue of loss
FTLN 225855 Cried fame and honor on him.—What’s the matter?
FTLN 2259 Orsino, this is that Antonio
FTLN 2260 That took the Phoenix and her fraught from Candy,
FTLN 2261 And this is he that did the Tiger board
FTLN 2262 When your young nephew Titus lost his leg.
FTLN 226360 Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state,
FTLN 2264 In private brabble did we apprehend him.
FTLN 2265 He did me kindness, sir, drew on my side,
FTLN 2266 But in conclusion put strange speech upon me.
FTLN 2267 I know not what ’twas but distraction.
FTLN 226865 Notable pirate, thou saltwater thief,
FTLN 2269 What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies
FTLN 2270 Whom thou, in terms so bloody and so dear,
FTLN 2271 Hast made thine enemies?
ANTONIO  FTLN 2272 Orsino, noble sir,
FTLN 227370 Be pleased that I shake off these names you give
FTLN 2274 me.
FTLN 2275 Antonio never yet was thief or pirate,
FTLN 2276 Though, I confess, on base and ground enough,
FTLN 2277 Orsino’s enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither.
FTLN 227875 That most ingrateful boy there by your side
FTLN 2279 From the rude sea’s enraged and foamy mouth
FTLN 2280 Did I redeem; a wrack past hope he was.
FTLN 2281 His life I gave him and did thereto add
FTLN 2282 My love, without retention or restraint,
FTLN 228380 All his in dedication. For his sake
FTLN 2284 Did I expose myself, pure for his love,
FTLN 2285 Into the danger of this adverse town;
FTLN 2286 Drew to defend him when he was beset;

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FTLN 2287 Where, being apprehended, his false cunning
FTLN 228885 (Not meaning to partake with me in danger)
FTLN 2289 Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance
FTLN 2290 And grew a twenty years’ removèd thing
FTLN 2291 While one would wink; denied me mine own purse,
FTLN 2292 Which I had recommended to his use
FTLN 229390 Not half an hour before.
VIOLA  FTLN 2294How can this be?
ORSINO , editorial emendationto Antonioeditorial emendation  FTLN 2295When came he to this town?
FTLN 2296 Today, my lord; and for three months before,
FTLN 2297 No int’rim, not a minute’s vacancy,
FTLN 229895 Both day and night did we keep company.

Enter Olivia and Attendants.

FTLN 2299 Here comes the Countess. Now heaven walks on
FTLN 2300 Earth!—
FTLN 2301 But for thee, fellow: fellow, thy words are madness.
FTLN 2302 Three months this youth hath tended upon me—
FTLN 2303100 But more of that anon.  editorial emendationTo an Officer.editorial emendation Take him
FTLN 2304 aside.
FTLN 2305 What would my lord, but that he may not have,
FTLN 2306 Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable?—
FTLN 2307 Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.
VIOLA  FTLN 2308105Madam?
ORSINO  FTLN 2309Gracious Olivia—
FTLN 2310 What do you say, Cesario?—Good my lord—
FTLN 2311 My lord would speak; my duty hushes me.
FTLN 2312 If it be aught to the old tune, my lord,
FTLN 2313110 It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear
FTLN 2314 As howling after music.

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FTLN 2315 Still so cruel?
OLIVIA  FTLN 2316 Still so constant, lord.
FTLN 2317 What, to perverseness? You, uncivil lady,
FTLN 2318115 To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars
FTLN 2319 My soul the faithful’st off’rings have breathed out
FTLN 2320 That e’er devotion tendered—what shall I do?
FTLN 2321 Even what it please my lord that shall become him.
FTLN 2322 Why should I not, had I the heart to do it,
FTLN 2323120 Like to th’ Egyptian thief at point of death,
FTLN 2324 Kill what I love?—a savage jealousy
FTLN 2325 That sometime savors nobly. But hear me this:
FTLN 2326 Since you to nonregardance cast my faith,
FTLN 2327 And that I partly know the instrument
FTLN 2328125 That screws me from my true place in your favor,
FTLN 2329 Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still.
FTLN 2330 But this your minion, whom I know you love,
FTLN 2331 And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly,
FTLN 2332 Him will I tear out of that cruel eye
FTLN 2333130 Where he sits crownèd in his master’s spite.—
FTLN 2334 Come, boy, with me. My thoughts are ripe in
FTLN 2335 mischief.
FTLN 2336 I’ll sacrifice the lamb that I do love
FTLN 2337 To spite a raven’s heart within a dove.
FTLN 2338135 And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly,
FTLN 2339 To do you rest a thousand deaths would die.
FTLN 2340 Where goes Cesario?
VIOLA  FTLN 2341 After him I love
FTLN 2342 More than I love these eyes, more than my life,
FTLN 2343140 More by all mores than e’er I shall love wife.
FTLN 2344 If I do feign, you witnesses above,
FTLN 2345 Punish my life for tainting of my love.

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FTLN 2346 Ay me, detested! How am I beguiled!
FTLN 2347 Who does beguile you? Who does do you wrong?
FTLN 2348145 Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long?—
FTLN 2349 Call forth the holy father. editorial emendationAn Attendant exits.editorial emendation
ORSINO , editorial emendationto Violaeditorial emendation  FTLN 2350 Come, away!
FTLN 2351 Whither, my lord?—Cesario, husband, stay.
FTLN 2352 Husband?
OLIVIA  FTLN 2353150 Ay, husband. Can he that deny?
FTLN 2354 Her husband, sirrah?
VIOLA  FTLN 2355 No, my lord, not I.
FTLN 2356 Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear
FTLN 2357 That makes thee strangle thy propriety.
FTLN 2358155 Fear not, Cesario. Take thy fortunes up.
FTLN 2359 Be that thou know’st thou art, and then thou art
FTLN 2360 As great as that thou fear’st.

Enter Priest.

FTLN 2361 O, welcome, father.
FTLN 2362 Father, I charge thee by thy reverence
FTLN 2363160 Here to unfold (though lately we intended
FTLN 2364 To keep in darkness what occasion now
FTLN 2365 Reveals before ’tis ripe) what thou dost know
FTLN 2366 Hath newly passed between this youth and me.
FTLN 2367 A contract of eternal bond of love,
FTLN 2368165 Confirmed by mutual joinder of your hands,
FTLN 2369 Attested by the holy close of lips,
FTLN 2370 Strengthened by interchangement of your rings,
FTLN 2371 And all the ceremony of this compact

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FTLN 2372 Sealed in my function, by my testimony;
FTLN 2373170 Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my
FTLN 2374 grave
FTLN 2375 I have traveled but two hours.
ORSINO , editorial emendationto Violaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2376 O thou dissembling cub! What wilt thou be
FTLN 2377 When time hath sowed a grizzle on thy case?
FTLN 2378175 Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow
FTLN 2379 That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow?
FTLN 2380 Farewell, and take her, but direct thy feet
FTLN 2381 Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.
FTLN 2382 My lord, I do protest—
OLIVIA  FTLN 2383180 O, do not swear.
FTLN 2384 Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear.

Enter Sir Andrew.

ANDREW  FTLN 2385For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one
FTLN 2386 presently to Sir Toby.
OLIVIA  FTLN 2387What’s the matter?
ANDREW  FTLN 2388185Has broke my head across, and has given Sir
FTLN 2389 Toby a bloody coxcomb too. For the love of God,
FTLN 2390 your help! I had rather than forty pound I were at
FTLN 2391 home.
OLIVIA  FTLN 2392Who has done this, Sir Andrew?
ANDREW  FTLN 2393190The Count’s gentleman, one Cesario. We took
FTLN 2394 him for a coward, but he’s the very devil
FTLN 2395 incardinate.
ORSINO  FTLN 2396My gentleman Cesario?
ANDREW  FTLN 2397’Od’s lifelings, here he is!—You broke my
FTLN 2398195 head for nothing, and that that I did, I was set on to
FTLN 2399 do ’t by Sir Toby.
FTLN 2400 Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you.
FTLN 2401 You drew your sword upon me without cause,
FTLN 2402 But I bespake you fair and hurt you not.

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ANDREW  FTLN 2403200If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt
FTLN 2404 me. I think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.

Enter Toby and editorial emendationFeste, the Fool.editorial emendation

FTLN 2405 Here comes Sir Toby halting. You shall hear
FTLN 2406 more. But if he had not been in drink, he would
FTLN 2407 have tickled you othergates than he did.
ORSINO  FTLN 2408205How now, gentleman? How is ’t with you?
TOBY  FTLN 2409That’s all one. Has hurt me, and there’s th’ end
FTLN 2410 on ’t.  editorial emendationTo Fool.editorial emendation Sot, didst see Dick Surgeon, sot?
FOOL  FTLN 2411O, he’s drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes
FTLN 2412 were set at eight i’ th’ morning.
TOBY  FTLN 2413210Then he’s a rogue and a passy-measures pavin. I
FTLN 2414 hate a drunken rogue.
OLIVIA  FTLN 2415Away with him! Who hath made this havoc
FTLN 2416 with them?
ANDREW  FTLN 2417I’ll help you, Sir Toby, because we’ll be
FTLN 2418215 dressed together.
TOBY  FTLN 2419Will you help?—an ass-head, and a coxcomb,
FTLN 2420 and a knave, a thin-faced knave, a gull?
FTLN 2421 Get him to bed, and let his hurt be looked to.
editorial emendationToby, Andrew, Fool, and Fabian exit.editorial emendation

Enter Sebastian.

FTLN 2422 I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsman,
FTLN 2423220 But, had it been the brother of my blood,
FTLN 2424 I must have done no less with wit and safety.
FTLN 2425 You throw a strange regard upon me, and by that
FTLN 2426 I do perceive it hath offended you.
FTLN 2427 Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows
FTLN 2428225 We made each other but so late ago.
FTLN 2429 One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons!
FTLN 2430 A natural perspective, that is and is not!

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FTLN 2431 Antonio, O, my dear Antonio!
FTLN 2432 How have the hours racked and tortured me
FTLN 2433230 Since I have lost thee!
FTLN 2434 Sebastian are you?
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 2435 Fear’st thou that, Antonio?
FTLN 2436 How have you made division of yourself?
FTLN 2437 An apple cleft in two is not more twin
FTLN 2438235 Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
OLIVIA  FTLN 2439Most wonderful!
SEBASTIAN , editorial emendationlooking at Violaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2440 Do I stand there? I never had a brother,
FTLN 2441 Nor can there be that deity in my nature
FTLN 2442 Of here and everywhere. I had a sister
FTLN 2443240 Whom the blind waves and surges have devoured.
FTLN 2444 Of charity, what kin are you to me?
FTLN 2445 What countryman? What name? What parentage?
FTLN 2446 Of Messaline. Sebastian was my father.
FTLN 2447 Such a Sebastian was my brother too.
FTLN 2448245 So went he suited to his watery tomb.
FTLN 2449 If spirits can assume both form and suit,
FTLN 2450 You come to fright us.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 2451 A spirit I am indeed,
FTLN 2452 But am in that dimension grossly clad
FTLN 2453250 Which from the womb I did participate.
FTLN 2454 Were you a woman, as the rest goes even,
FTLN 2455 I should my tears let fall upon your cheek
FTLN 2456 And say “Thrice welcome, drownèd Viola.”
FTLN 2457 My father had a mole upon his brow.
SEBASTIAN  FTLN 2458255And so had mine.
FTLN 2459 And died that day when Viola from her birth
FTLN 2460 Had numbered thirteen years.

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FTLN 2461 O, that record is lively in my soul!
FTLN 2462 He finishèd indeed his mortal act
FTLN 2463260 That day that made my sister thirteen years.
FTLN 2464 If nothing lets to make us happy both
FTLN 2465 But this my masculine usurped attire,
FTLN 2466 Do not embrace me till each circumstance
FTLN 2467 Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump
FTLN 2468265 That I am Viola; which to confirm,
FTLN 2469 I’ll bring you to a captain in this town,
FTLN 2470 Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help
FTLN 2471 I was preserved to serve this noble count.
FTLN 2472 All the occurrence of my fortune since
FTLN 2473270 Hath been between this lady and this lord.
SEBASTIAN , editorial emendationto Oliviaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2474 So comes it, lady, you have been mistook.
FTLN 2475 But nature to her bias drew in that.
FTLN 2476 You would have been contracted to a maid.
FTLN 2477 Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived:
FTLN 2478275 You are betrothed both to a maid and man.
ORSINO , editorial emendationto Oliviaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2479 Be not amazed; right noble is his blood.
FTLN 2480 If this be so, as yet the glass seems true,
FTLN 2481 I shall have share in this most happy wrack.—
FTLN 2482 Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times
FTLN 2483280 Thou never shouldst love woman like to me.
FTLN 2484 And all those sayings will I overswear,
FTLN 2485 And all those swearings keep as true in soul
FTLN 2486 As doth that orbèd continent the fire
FTLN 2487 That severs day from night.
ORSINO  FTLN 2488285 Give me thy hand,
FTLN 2489 And let me see thee in thy woman’s weeds.
FTLN 2490 The Captain that did bring me first on shore

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FTLN 2491 Hath my maid’s garments. He, upon some action,
FTLN 2492 Is now in durance at Malvolio’s suit,
FTLN 2493290 A gentleman and follower of my lady’s.
FTLN 2494 He shall enlarge him.

Enter editorial emendationFeste, the Fooleditorial emendation with a letter, and Fabian.

FTLN 2495 Fetch Malvolio hither.
FTLN 2496 And yet, alas, now I remember me,
FTLN 2497 They say, poor gentleman, he’s much distract.
FTLN 2498295 A most extracting frenzy of mine own
FTLN 2499 From my remembrance clearly banished his.
FTLN 2500  editorial emendationTo the Fool.editorial emendation How does he, sirrah?
FOOL  FTLN 2501Truly, madam, he holds Beelzebub at the stave’s
FTLN 2502 end as well as a man in his case may do. Has here
FTLN 2503300 writ a letter to you. I should have given ’t you today
FTLN 2504 morning. But as a madman’s epistles are no gospels,
FTLN 2505 so it skills not much when they are delivered.
OLIVIA  FTLN 2506Open ’t and read it.
FOOL  FTLN 2507Look then to be well edified, when the Fool
FTLN 2508305 delivers the madman.  editorial emendationHe reads.editorial emendation By the Lord,
FTLN 2509 madam—

OLIVIA  FTLN 2510How now, art thou mad?
FOOL  FTLN 2511No, madam, I do but read madness. An your
FTLN 2512 Ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must
FTLN 2513310 allow vox.
OLIVIA  FTLN 2514Prithee, read i’ thy right wits.
FOOL  FTLN 2515So I do, madonna. But to read his right wits is to
FTLN 2516 read thus. Therefore, perpend, my princess, and
FTLN 2517 give ear.
OLIVIA , editorial emendationgiving letter to Fabianeditorial emendation  FTLN 2518315Read it you, sirrah.
FABIAN  (reads)  FTLN 2519By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and
FTLN 2520 the world shall know it. Though you have put me into
FTLN 2521 darkness and given your drunken cousin rule over
FTLN 2522 me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as your
FTLN 2523320 Ladyship. I have your own letter that induced me to

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FTLN 2524 the semblance I put on, with the which I doubt not but
FTLN 2525 to do myself much right or you much shame. Think of
FTLN 2526 me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of
FTLN 2527 and speak out of my injury.
FTLN 2528325 The madly used Malvolio.

OLIVIA  FTLN 2529Did he write this?
FOOL  FTLN 2530Ay, madam.
FTLN 2531 This savors not much of distraction.
FTLN 2532 See him delivered, Fabian. Bring him hither.
editorial emendationFabian exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2533330  editorial emendationTo Orsino.editorial emendation My lord, so please you, these things
FTLN 2534 further thought on,
FTLN 2535 To think me as well a sister as a wife,
FTLN 2536 One day shall crown th’ alliance on ’t, so please
FTLN 2537 you,
FTLN 2538335 Here at my house, and at my proper cost.
FTLN 2539 Madam, I am most apt t’ embrace your offer.
FTLN 2540  editorial emendationTo Viola.editorial emendation Your master quits you; and for your
FTLN 2541 service done him,
FTLN 2542 So much against the mettle of your sex,
FTLN 2543340 So far beneath your soft and tender breeding,
FTLN 2544 And since you called me “master” for so long,
FTLN 2545 Here is my hand. You shall from this time be
FTLN 2546 Your master’s mistress.
OLIVIA , editorial emendationto Violaeditorial emendation  FTLN 2547 A sister! You are she.

Enter Malvolio editorial emendationand Fabian.editorial emendation

FTLN 2548345 Is this the madman?
OLIVIA  FTLN 2549 Ay, my lord, this same.—
FTLN 2550 How now, Malvolio?
MALVOLIO  FTLN 2551 Madam, you have done me
FTLN 2552 wrong,
FTLN 2553350 Notorious wrong.

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OLIVIA  FTLN 2554 Have I, Malvolio? No.
MALVOLIO , editorial emendationhanding her a papereditorial emendation 
FTLN 2555 Lady, you have. Pray you peruse that letter.
FTLN 2556 You must not now deny it is your hand.
FTLN 2557 Write from it if you can, in hand or phrase,
FTLN 2558355 Or say ’tis not your seal, not your invention.
FTLN 2559 You can say none of this. Well, grant it then,
FTLN 2560 And tell me, in the modesty of honor,
FTLN 2561 Why you have given me such clear lights of favor?
FTLN 2562 Bade me come smiling and cross-gartered to you,
FTLN 2563360 To put on yellow stockings, and to frown
FTLN 2564 Upon Sir Toby and the lighter people?
FTLN 2565 And, acting this in an obedient hope,
FTLN 2566 Why have you suffered me to be imprisoned,
FTLN 2567 Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest,
FTLN 2568365 And made the most notorious geck and gull
FTLN 2569 That e’er invention played on? Tell me why.
FTLN 2570 Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
FTLN 2571 Though I confess much like the character.
FTLN 2572 But out of question, ’tis Maria’s hand.
FTLN 2573370 And now I do bethink me, it was she
FTLN 2574 First told me thou wast mad; then cam’st in smiling,
FTLN 2575 And in such forms which here were presupposed
FTLN 2576 Upon thee in the letter. Prithee, be content.
FTLN 2577 This practice hath most shrewdly passed upon thee.
FTLN 2578375 But when we know the grounds and authors of it,
FTLN 2579 Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge
FTLN 2580 Of thine own cause.
FABIAN  FTLN 2581 Good madam, hear me speak,
FTLN 2582 And let no quarrel nor no brawl to come
FTLN 2583380 Taint the condition of this present hour,
FTLN 2584 Which I have wondered at. In hope it shall not,
FTLN 2585 Most freely I confess, myself and Toby
FTLN 2586 Set this device against Malvolio here,
FTLN 2587 Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts
FTLN 2588385 We had conceived against him. Maria writ

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FTLN 2589 The letter at Sir Toby’s great importance,
FTLN 2590 In recompense whereof he hath married her.
FTLN 2591 How with a sportful malice it was followed
FTLN 2592 May rather pluck on laughter than revenge,
FTLN 2593390 If that the injuries be justly weighed
FTLN 2594 That have on both sides passed.
OLIVIA , editorial emendationto Malvolioeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2595 Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee!
FOOL  FTLN 2596Why, “some are born great, some achieve greatness,
FTLN 2597 and some have greatness thrown upon them.”
FTLN 2598395 I was one, sir, in this interlude, one Sir Topas, sir,
FTLN 2599 but that’s all one. “By the Lord, Fool, I am not
FTLN 2600 mad”—but, do you remember “Madam, why laugh
FTLN 2601 you at such a barren rascal; an you smile not, he’s
FTLN 2602 gagged”? And thus the whirligig of time brings in
FTLN 2603400 his revenges.
FTLN 2604 I’ll be revenged on the whole pack of you! editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2605 He hath been most notoriously abused.
FTLN 2606 Pursue him and entreat him to a peace. editorial emendationSome exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 2607 He hath not told us of the Captain yet.
FTLN 2608405 When that is known, and golden time convents,
FTLN 2609 A solemn combination shall be made
FTLN 2610 Of our dear souls.—Meantime, sweet sister,
FTLN 2611 We will not part from hence.—Cesario, come,
FTLN 2612 For so you shall be while you are a man.
FTLN 2613410 But when in other habits you are seen,
FTLN 2614 Orsino’s mistress, and his fancy’s queen.
editorial emendationAll but the Fooleditorial emendation exit.
FOOL  sings 
FTLN 2615 When that I was and a little tiny boy,
FTLN 2616  With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
FTLN 2617 A foolish thing was but a toy,
FTLN 2618415  For the rain it raineth every day.

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FTLN 2619 But when I came to man’s estate,
FTLN 2620  With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
FTLN 2621 ’Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
FTLN 2622  For the rain it raineth every day.

FTLN 2623420 But when I came, alas, to wive,
FTLN 2624  With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
FTLN 2625 By swaggering could I never thrive,
FTLN 2626  For the rain it raineth every day.

FTLN 2627 But when I came unto my beds,
FTLN 2628425  With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
FTLN 2629 With tosspots still had drunken heads,
FTLN 2630  For the rain it raineth every day.

FTLN 2631 A great while ago the world begun,
FTLN 2632  editorial emendationWitheditorial emendation hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
FTLN 2633430 But that’s all one, our play is done,
FTLN 2634  And we’ll strive to please you every day.

editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation