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Since you to non-regardance cast my faith,
[Going Vio. And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die.
[Following. Oli. Where goes
After him I love,
Oli. Ah me, detested! how am I beguild !
Come away. [To VIOLA.
Ay, husband; Can he that deny?
No, my lord, not I.
Oli. Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear, That makes thee strangle thy propriety :' Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up; Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art As great as that thou fear’st.-0, welcome, father!
Re-enter Attendant and Priest.
Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,
Priest. A contract of eternal bond of love,
grave, I have travell’d but two hours.
Duke. O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be,
Vio. My lord, I do protest,
O, do not swear ; Hold little faith, though thou hast too much fear.
Disown thy property.
Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK, with his head
Sir And. For the love of God, a surgeon; send one presently to sir Toby.
Oli. What's the matter?
Sir And. He has broke my head across, and has given sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too: for the love of God, your help: I had rather than forty pound, I were at home.
Oli. Who has done this, sir Andrew ?
Sir And. The count's gentleman, one Cesario : we took him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate.
Duke. My gentleman, Cesario!
Sir And. Od's lifelings, here he is :-You broke my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do't by sir Toby.
Vio. Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you: You drew
sword upon me, without cause; But I bespake you fair, and hurt you not.
Sir And. If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me; I think, you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.
Enter Sir Toby Belch, drunk, led by the Clown. Here comes sir Toby halting, you shall hear more : but if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled you othergates 3 than he did.
Duke. How now, gentleman ? how is't with you ?
Sir To. That's all one; he has hurt me, and there's the end on't.-Şot, did'st see Dick surgeon, sot?
Clo. O he's drunk, sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes were set at eight i'the morning.
Sir To. Then he's a rogue. After a passy-measure, or a pavin, 4 I hate a drunken rogue.
Oli. Away with him: Who hath made this havock with them?
Sir And. I'll help you, sir Toby, because we'll be dressed together.
Sir To. Will you help an ass-head, and a coxsomb, and a knave? a thin-faced knave, a gull? Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to. [Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir ANDREW.
Enter SEBASTIAN. Seb. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kins
man; But, had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. You throw a strange regard upon me, and By that I do perceive it hath offended you; Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows We made each other but so late ago. Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two
Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio !
Aut. Sebastian are you?
4 Serious dances,
Fear'st thou that, Antonio? Ant. How have you made division of yourself ?An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
Oli. Most wonderful !
Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother :
Vio. Of Messaline : Sebastian was my father ;
A spirit I am, indeed;
Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.
Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth
soul ! He finished, indeed, his mortal act, That day that made
sister thirteen years.
5 Out of charity tell me.
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