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A most extracting frenzy of mine own
Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do : l’as here writ a letter to you, I should have given't you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much when they are deliver'd.
011. Open't, and read it.
Clo. Look then to be well edify'd, when the fool delivers the madman. By the Lord, madam,
Oli. How now, art thou mad ?
Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness : an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow
Oli. Pr'ythee, read i'thy right wits.
Clo. So I do, madona; but to read his right wits, is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear. Oli. Read it
[to Fabian. FAB. [reads.] By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world fall know it : though you have put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule over me, get have I the benefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter, that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not but to do myself much right, or you much foame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and Speak out of my injury.
The madly us’d Malvolio. Oli. Did he write this ? Clo. Ay, madam.
Duk. This favours not much of distraction.
offer. Your master quits you : [to Vio.] and, for your
fervice So much against the mettle of your fex, [done him, So far beneath your soft and tender breeding, And since you call’d me master for so long, Here T is my hand; you fhall from this time be Your master's mistress. Oli. A sister ? — you are she.
Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO. Duk. Is this the madman?
OLI, Ay, my lord, this fame. How now, Malvolio?
Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Notorious wrong.
OLI. Have I, Malvolio? no.
MAL. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter: You must not now deny it is your hand, Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase ; Or say, 'tis not your seal, not your
invention : You can say none of this : Well, grant it then, And tell me, in the modesty of honour, Why you have given me such clear lights of favour ; Bad me come smiling, and cross-garter'd, to you, To put on yellow stockings, and to frown Upon fir Toby, and the lighter people:
And, acting this in an obedient hope,
Oır. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
FAB. Good madam, hear me speak ;
Ol1. Alas, poor fool, how have they baffl'd thee!
ness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. - I was one, sir, in this interlude, one fir Topas, fir; but that's all one: By the Lord, fool, I am not madi_But do you remember, madam, Why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gag’d: And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. Mal. I'll be reveng'd on the whole pack of you.
[Exit Malvol10. 011. He hath been most notoriously abus’d.
Duk. Pursue him, and intreat him to a peace : He hath not told us of the captain yet ; When that is known, and golden time convents, A solemn combination shall be made Of our dear souls : _Mean time, sweet sister, We will not part from hence. - Cesario, come ; For so you shall be, while you are a man; But, when in other habits you are seen, Orfino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. [Exeunt.
S O N G.
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
with hey, ho, the wind, and the rain, a foolis thing was but a toy,
for the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate,
with hey, ho, &c.
with hey, ho, &c. by swaggering could I never thrive, for the rain, &c.
4. But when I came unto my
beds, with bey, ho, &c. with tofs-pots fill bad drunken beads, for the rain, &c.
5. A great while ago the world begun,
with hey, ho, &c. but that's all one, our play is done,
and we'll strive to please you every day.