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Sim. What, sir?

Quick. Sir, let me speak with you in your chamber : Fal. To have her, or no: go; say, the woman you shall hear how things go; and, I warrant, to your told me so.

content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good Sim. May I be so bold to say so, sir?

hearts, what ado here is to bring you together! Sure, Fal. Ay, sir Tike; who more bold?

one of you does not serve heaven well, that you are Sim. I thank your worship: I shall make my master so crossed. glad with these tidings. {Exit Simple. Fal. Come up into my chamber.

(Exeunt. Host. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, sir John: was there a wise woman with thee?

SCENE VI. - Another room in the Garter Inn. Fal. Ay, that there was, mine host; one, that hath

Enter Fenton and Host. taught me more wit, than ever I learned before in my Host. Master Fenton, talk not to me! my mind is life: and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid heavy,I will give overall. for my learning.

Fent. Yet hear me speak! Assist me in my purpose, Enter BARDOLPI.

And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee Bard. Ont, alas, sir! cozenage! mere cozenage ! A hundred pound in gold, more than your loss. Host. Where be my horses? speak well of them, Host. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I will, at the Varletto!

least, keep your counsel. Bard. Run away with the cozeners! for so soon as I Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you came beyond Eton, they threw me oíf, from behind With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page; one of them, in a sloughi of mire; and set spurs, and Who,mutually, hath answer'd my ailection away, like threeGerman devils, three doctor Faustuses. (So far forth as herself might be her chooser,) Host. They are gone but to meet the duke, villain : Even to my wish : I have a letter from her do not say, they be fled; Germans are honest meu. Of such contents as you will wonder at; Enter Sir Hugh Evans.

The mirth whereof so larded with my matter, Eva. Where is mine host?

That neither, singly, can be manifested, Host. What is the matter, sir?

Without the show of both ;-wherein fat Falstaff Eva. Have a care of your entertainments: there is a Hath a great scene: the image of the jest friend of mine come to town, tells me, there is three

[Showing the letter. cousin germans, that has cozened all the hosts of I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine host! Readings, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and one, money. I tell you for good-will, look you: yon are Must my sweet Nan present the fairy queen; wise, and full of gibes and vlouting-stogs; and 'tis The purpose why, is here; in which disguise, not conveniend you should be cozened! Fare you well! While other jests are something rank on foot,

(E.reunt. Her father hath commanded her to slip Enter Doctor Cairs.

Away with Slender, and with him at Eton Caius, Vere is mine host de Jarterre?

Immediately to marry: she hath consented: Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, and doubt- Now, sir, ful dilemma.

Her mother, even strong against that match, Caius. I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is tell-a me, dat And firm for doctor Caius, hath appointed, you make grand preparation for a duke de Jarnany:by That he shall likewise shufle her away, my trot, dere is no duke, dat de conrt is know to come: While other sports are tasking of their minds, I tell you for good vill: adieu !

{Exit. And at the deanery, where a priest attends, Host. Hneand cry, villain, go!-assist me, knight;I Straight marry her : to this her mother's plot am mudone:-fly, run, hue and cry, villain! I am un- She, seemingly obedient, likewise liath done!

[Exeunt Host and Bardolph. Made promise to the doctor. - Now, thus it rests :
Fal. I would, all the world might be cozened; for I Her father means, she shall be all in white;
have been cozened, and beaten too. Ifit should come to And in that habit, when Slender sees his time
the ear of the court, how I have been transformed, and To take her by the hand, and bid her go,
how my trausformation hath been washed and cudgel- She shall go with him :- her mother hath intended,
led, they would melt me out of my fat, drop by drop, The better to denote her to the doctor,
and liquor fishermen's boots with me; I warrant, they (For they must all be mask'd and vizarded,)
would whip me with their fine wits, till I were as crest- That, quaint in green, she shall be loose enrob'd,
fallen as a dried pear. I never prospered, since I for- With ribbands pendant, flaring 'bout her head;
swore myselfat primero.Well, if my wind were but long And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe,
enough to say my prayers, I would repent.--

To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token,
Enter Mistress Quickly.

The maid hath given consent to go with him.
Now! whence come you?

Host. Wich means she to deceive? father or mother? Quick. From the two parties, forsooth.

Fent. Both, my good host, to go along with me: Fal. The devil take one party, and his dam the other, And here it rests,--that you'll procure the vicar and so they shall be both bestowed! I have suffered To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve and one, more for their sakes, more, than the villainous incon- And, in the lawfulname of marrying, stancy of man's disposition is able to bear.

To give our hearts united ceremony. Quick. And have not they suffered ? Yes, I warrant ; Host. Well, husband your device; I'll to the vicar: speciously one of them; mistress Ford, good heart, is Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest. beaten black and blue, that you cannot see a white spot Fent. So shall I evermore be bound to thee; about her.

Besides, I'll make a present recompense.

Exeunt. Fal. What tell'st thou me of black and blue? I was beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow; and I was like to be apprehended for the witch of

A CT. V. Brentford; but that my admirable dexterity of wit, SCENEI.-A room in the Garter Inn. my counterfeiting the action of an old woman, delive

Enter F'alsrair and Mrs QUICKLY. red me, the knave constable had set me i' the stocks, i' Fal. Prythem, no more pratiling;-on--I'll hold: the common stocks, for a witch.

time; I hope, good luck lies in odd

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numbers. Away, go ; they say, there is divinity in odd parts : be pold, I pray you; follow me into the pit, and numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. – Away. when I give you the watch'ords, do as I pid you ; come Quick. I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what I can come; trib, trib.

[Lxeunt. to get you a pair of horus.

Fal. Away, I say; time wears : hold up your head, SCENE V.- Another part of the Park. and mince!

[Exit Mrs Quickly. Enter Falstaff disguised, with a buck's head on. Enter Ford).

Fal. The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the miHow now, master Brook? Master Brook, the matter will nute draws on. Now, the hot-blooded gods assist me! be known to-night, or never. Be you in the park about --Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy Europa; midnight, atHernes' oak, and you shall see wonders. love set on thy horns.-0,powerful love! that,in some

Foril. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told respects, makes a beast a man; in some other, a man me you had appointed ?

a beast. —You were also, Jupiter, a swan, for the love Fal. I went to her, master Brook, as yon see, like a of Leda;-0, omnipotent love! how near the god drew poor old man: but I came from her, master Brook, like to the complexion of a goose! - A fault done first in a poor old woman. That same knave, her husband, hath the form of a beast;-0, Jove,a beastly fault! and then the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, master Brook, another fault in the semblance of a fowl; think on’t, that ever governed frenzy. I will tell you.--Hebeat me Jove; a foul fault.— When gods have hot backs, what grievonsly, in the shape of a woman; for in the shape shall poor men do? For me, I am here a Windsor stag, of man,master Brook, I fear not Goliath with a weaver's and the fattest, I think, i'the forest: send me a cool beam; because I know also, life is a shuttle. I am in rut-time,love, or who can blame me to piss my tallow? haste; go along with me; I'll tell you all, master Brook. --Who comes here? my doe? Since I plucked geese, played trnant, and whipped top,

Enter Mrs Ford and Mrs Page, Iknew not what it was to be beaten, till lately. Follow Mrs Ford. Sir John? art thou there, my deer?

my me : I'll tell you strange things of this knave Ford; on male deer? whom to-night I will be revenged, and I will deliver his Fal. My doe with the black scut? — Let the sky raia wife into your hand.-- Follow; strange things in hand, potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Green Sleeves ; master Brook! follow.

(Exeunt. hail kissing-comfits, and snow eringoes; let there SCENE II.-Windsor Park.

come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here. Enter Page, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.

Embracing her. Page.Come,come; we'll couch i’the castle-ditch, till Mrs Ford. Mistress Page is come with me, sweetheart. we see the light of our fairies.-Remember, son Slen

Ful. Divide me like a bribe-buck, each a haumch: I der, my daughter.

will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for the felSlen. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and we low of this walk, and my horns i bequeath to your hnshave a nay-word, how to know one another. I come to bands. Am I a woodman? ha! Speak Ilike Herne the her in white, and cry, mum; she cries, budget; and by hunter?-Why,now is Cupid a child of conscience; he that we know one auother.

makes restitution. As I am a true spirit, welcome! Shal. That's good too: but what needs either your

[Noise within. mum, or her budget? the white will decipher her well Mrs Page. Alas! what noise? enough.-Ithath struck ten o'clock.

Mrs Ford. Heaven forgive our sins ! Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will be- Fal. What should this be? come it well. Heaven prosper our sport! No man

Mrs Ford. means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his

Mrs Page, Away, away.

[They run of horns. Let's away; follow me!


Fal. I think the devil will not have me damned, lest

the oil that is in me should set hell on fire; lie would SCENEIII. - The street in Windsor.

never else cross methos. Enter Mrs PAGE, Mrs Ford, and Dr Carts.

Enter Sir lluch Evans, like a satyr; Mrs QUICKLY, and Mrs Page. Master doctor, my daughter is in green: Pistol; Anne PACE, as the Fairy Queen, attended by when you see your time, take her by the hand, away her brother and others, dressed like Fairies, with with her to the deanery, and despatch it quickly! Go

waxen tapers on their heads. before into the park; we two must go together. Quick. Fairies, black, grey, green,

and white, Caius. Iknew vat I have to do; adien!

You moon-shine revellers, and shades of night, Mrs Page. Fare you well, sir. (Exit Caius.] --My You orphan-heirs of fixed destiny, husband will pot rejoice so much at the abuse of Fal-Attend your office, and your quality! staff, as he will chafe at the doctor's marrying my Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy o-yes! daughter: but 'tis po matter; better a little chiding, Pist. Elves, list your names; silence, you airy toys! than a great deal of heartbreak.

Cricket, to Wiudsor chimnies shalt thou leap : Mrs Ford. Where is Nan now, and lier troop of fai- Where fires thou find'st unrak’d, and hearths unswept, ries? and the Welch devil, Hugh?

There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry: Mrs Page. They are all couched in a pit hard by Our radiant queen hates sluts, and sluttery. Herne's oak, with obscured lights; which, at the very Fal.They are fairies; he that speaks to them,shall die: instant of Falstafl's and our meeting, they will at once I'll wink and couch: no man their works mast eye. display to the night.

(Lies down upon his face. Mrs Ford. That cannot choose but amaze him.

Eva. Where's Pede?-Gö you, and where you find Mrs Page. If he be not amazed, le will be mocked;

a maid, if he be amazed, he will every way be inocked. That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said, Mrs Pord. We'll betray him finely.


mp the organs of her fautasy,
Mrs Page. Against such lewdsters, and their lechery, Sleep shie as sound as careless infancy;
Those that betray them do no treachery.

But those as sleep, and think not on their sins,
Mrs Ford. The hour draws on; to thcoak, to the oak! Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, and

[Exeunt. Quick. About, about';
SCENE IV.-Windsor Park.

Search Windsor castle, elves, within and ont:
Enter Sir Hugh Evans, and Fairies.

Strew good luck, ouples, on every sacredroom,
Eva. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember your That it'may stand till the perpetual doom,

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to master Brook: his horses are arrested for it, master Worthy the owner, and the owner it.

Brook. The several chairs of order look you scour

Mrs Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; we could With juice of balm, and every precious flower : never meet. I will never take you for my love again, but Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,

I will always count you my

deer. With loyal blazon, evermore be blest!

Fal. I do begin to perceive that Iam made an ass. And nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing,

Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are extant. Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring:

Fal, And these are not fairies? I was three or four The expressure that it bears, green let it be,

times in the thought, they were not fairies: and yet the More fertile-fresh than all the field to see;

guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise of my powAnd, Hony soit qui mal y pense, write,

ers drove the grossness of the foppery into a reInemerală tufts, flowers, purple, blue, and white; ceived belief, in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,

reason, that they were fairies. See now,how wit may be Buckled below fair knight-hood's bending knee: made a Jack-a-lent, when 'tis upon ill employment ! Fairies ase flowers for their charactery.

Eva. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave your deAway; disperse! But, till’tis one o'clock,

sires, aud fairies will not pinse you. Our dance of custom, round about the oak

Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh. Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget!

Eva. And leave you your jealousies too, I pray you. Eva. Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselves in or- Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till thou der set:

art able to woo her in good English. And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be, Fal.Have I laid my brain in the sun,and dried it that it To guide our measure round about the tree.

wants matter to prevent so gross o'er-reaching as this? But, stay; I smell a man of middle earth.

Am I ridden with a Welch goat too ? Shall I have a Fal, Heavens defend me from that Welch fairy ! lest coxcomb of frize?'tis time I were choaked with a piece he transform me to a piece of cheese!

of toasted cheese. Pist. Vile worm, thou wast o'er-look'd even in thy Eva. Seese is not good to give putter; your pelly is

birth. Quick. With trial-fire tuach me his finger-end : Fal. Seese and putter! have I lived to stand at the If he be chaste, the flame will back descend,

taunt of one that makes fritters of English? This is And turn him to no pain, but if he start,

enough to be the decay of lust and late-walking, It is the flesh of a corrupted heart.

through the realm. Pist. A trial, come.

Mrs Page. Why, sir John, do you think, though we Eva. Come, will this wood take fire?

would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by the head [They burn him with their tapers. and shoulders, and have given ourselves without Fal, Oh, oh, oh!

scruple to hell, that ever the devil could have made Quick. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire!

you our delight? About him, fairies ; sing a scornful rhyme:

Ford. What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax ? And as you trip, still pinch him to your time.

Mrs Page. A puffed man? Eva. It is right; indeed he is full of lecheries and Page. Old,cold, withered, and of intolerable entrails ? iniquity.

Ford, And one that is as slanderous as Satan?

Page. And as poor as Job?
Fye on sinful fantasy!

Ford. And as wicked as his wife? Fye on lust and luxury!

Eva. And given to fornications, and to taverns, and Lust is but a bloody fire,

sack, and wine, and metheglins, and to drinkings, and Kindled with unchaste desire,

swearings, and starings, pribbles, and prabbles? Fed in heart; whose flames aspire,

Fal.Well, I am your theme:you have the start of me:I As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. am dejected; I am not able to answer the Welch flappel: Pinch him, fairies, mutually ;

ignoranceitself is a plummeto'er me:use me as you will! Pinch him for his villainy;

Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to one Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about, master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to

Till candles, and star-light, and moonshine be out. whom you should have been a pander: over and above During this song, the fairies pinch Falstaff. Doctor that you have suffered, I think, to repay that money will Caius comes one way, and steals away a fairy in be a biting allliction, green; Slender another way, and takes off'a fairy Mrs Ford. Nay, husband, let that go to make amends: in white: and Fenton comes, and steals away Mrs Forgive that sum, and so we'll all be friends. Anne Page. A noise of hunting is made within. All Ford. Well, here's my hand; all's forgiven at last. the fairies run away. Falstaff pulls of his buck's Page. Yet be cheerfull, knight: thou shalt eat a poshead, and rises.

set !o-night at my house; where I will desire theeto Enter Page, Ford, Mrs Page, and Mrs Ford. They laugh at my wife, that now laughs at thee. Tell her, lay hold of him.

master Slender hath married her daugther. Page. Nay, do not fly! I think, we have watch'd you Mrs Page. Doctors doubt that: if Anne Page be my

daugther, she is, by this, doctor Caius' wife. [ Aside. Will none but Herne the hunter serve your turn ?

Enter SLEXDER. Mrs Page. I pray you, come; hold up the jest no Slen. Whoo, ho ! ho ! father Page! higher!

Page. Son! how now? how now, son? have you
Now, good sir John, how like you Windsor wives? despatched ?
See you these, husband ? do not these fair yokes Slen. Despatched !- I'll make the best in Gloce-
Become the forest better than the town?

stershire know on't; would I were hanged, la, else.
Ford. Now,sir,who's a cuckold now ?-Master Brook, Page. Of what, son?
Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldiy knave; here are his Slen. I came yonder at Eton to marry mistress Anne
horns, master Brook: and, master Brook, he hath en- Page, and she's a great lubberly boy:if it had not been
joyed nothing of Ford's but his buck-basket, his cud- i' the church, I would have swinged him, or he
gel, and twenty pounds of money; which must be paid should have swinged me. If I did not think it had been

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Anne Page, would I might never stir, and 'tis a post- Mrs Page. Why went you not with master doctor, master's boy.

Page. Upon my life then you took the wrong. Fent. You do amaze her: hear the truth of it!
Slen. What need you tell me that? I think so, when You would have married her most shamefully,
I took a boy for a girl. If I had been married to him, Where there was no proportion held in love.
for all he was in woman's apparel, I would not have The truth is, She and I, long since contracted,
had him.

Are now so sure, that nothing can dissolve us,
Page. Why, this is your own folly. Did not I tell you, The offence is holy, that she hath committed:
how you should know my daughter by her garments ? And this deceit loses the name of craft,
Slen. I went to her in white, and cry'd mum, and she Of disobedience, or unduteons title;
cry'd budget, as Anne and I had appointed ; and yet it Since therein she doth evitate and shun
was not Anne, but a postmaster's boy.

A thousand irreligious cursed hours, Eva. Jeshu! Master Slender, cannot you see but Which forced marriage would have brought upon her. marry boys?

Ford. Stand not amazed; here is no remedy; — Page. Ö, I am vexed at heart : what shall I do? In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state; Mrs Page. Good George, be not angry: I knew of Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate. pour purpose; turned my daughter into green; and, Fal. I am glad, though you have ta’en a special stand indeed, she is now with the doctor at the deanery, and to strike at me, that your

arrow hath glanced. there married.

Page. Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give thee Enter Caius.

joy! Caius. Vere is mistress Page? By gar, I am cozened; What cannot be eschew'd, must be embrac'd. I ha' married un garçon, a boy; un paisan, by Fal. When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer are gar, a boy; it is not Anne Page: by gar, I am cozened. chas'd. Mrs Page. Why, did you take her in green? Eva. I will dance and eat plums at your wedding. Caius. Ay, be gar, and 'tis a boy: be gar, I'll raise Mrs Page. Well, I will muse no further :- Master all Windsor.

(Exit Caius.

Ford. This is strange! Who hath got the right Anne? Heaven give you many, many merry days !-
Page. My heart misgives me. Here comes master Good husband, let us every one go home,

And laugh this sport o'er by a country fire;
Enter Fenton and Axxe PAGE.

Sir John and all !
How now, master Fenton ?

Ford. Let it be so !—Sir John,
Anne. Pardon, good father! good my mother, pardon! To master Brook you yet shall hold your word;

Puge. Now, mistress? how chance you went not with For he, to-night, shall lie with mistress Ford.
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Person of the Bra m a. Orsino, duke of Illyria.

Malvolio, steward to Olivia. Sebastian, a young gentleman, brother to Viola.

Clown, } Antonio, a sea-captain, friend to Sebastian.

servants to Olivia. A Sea-captain, friend to Viola.

Olivia, arich countess. VALENTINE,

Viola, in love with the duke. CURIO gentlemen attending on the duke.

Mania, Olivia's woman. Sir Toby Belci, uncle of Olivia.

Lurds, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.

other Attendants. SCENE,–

,-a city in Illyria; and the sea-coast near it.

SCENEI. An apartment in the Duke's palace.
Enter Duke, Curio, Lords; Musicians attend-

Duke. If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again; - it had a dying fall:
0, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing, and giving odour.-Enough; no more;
"Tis not so sweet now, as it was before.
Ospirit of love, how quick and fresh art thon!
That, nothwithstanding thy capacity

Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soever,
Pilt falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute ! so full of shapes is fancy,
That it alone is high-fantastical.

Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord ?
Duke. What, Curio ?
Cur. The hart.
Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought, she purged the air of pestilence;
That instant was I turn’d into a hart;
And my desires, like fell aud cruel honnds,
E'er since pursue me. — Ilow now? what news from



Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, Captain ;
l'al. So please my lord, I might not be admitted, And though that nature with a beauteous wall
But from her handmaid do return this answer: Doth oftclose in pollution, yet uf thee
The element itself, till seven years heat,

I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits
Shall not behold her face at ainple view;

With this thy fair and outward character. But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk,

I pray thee, and I'll pay thee bouoteously,
And water once a-day her chamber round

Conccal me what I am, and be my aid
With eye-ofleuding brine: all this, to season For such disguise as, haply, shall become
A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh, The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke;
And lasting, in her sad remembrance.

Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to hin,
Duke. 0, she that hath a heart of that fine frame, It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing,
To pay this debt of love but to a brother,

And speak to him in many sorts of music,
How will she love, whien the rich golden shaft That will allow me very worth his service,
Ilath kill'd the flock of all aslections else

What else may hap, to time I will commit;
That live in her! when liver, brain, and heart, Only shape thon thy silence to my wit.
These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill'd Cap. Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:
(Per sweet perfections) with one self-hing!

When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see!
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers !

Vio. I thank thee. Lead me on!

(Exeunt. Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers.

[Exeunt. SCENE III. - A room in Olivia's house.
SCENE TI. The Sea-coast,

Enter Sir Toby Berch, and Mawa.
Enter Viola, Captain, and Sailors.

Sir To. What a plagre means my niece, to take the l'io. What country, friends, is this?

death of her brother thus? I am sure, care's an enemy Cap. lllyria, lady.

to life. Vio. And what should I do in Illyria?

Mar. By my troth, sir Toby, you must come in earMy brother he is in Elysium. Perchancelic is not drown'd.-What think yon,sailors? ceptions to your ill lours.

lier o’nights; your cousin, my lady, takes great exCap. It is perchance, that you yourself were saved. Sir To. Why, let her except before excepted, Vio. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, may Mar. Ay, but you must confine yourseli' within the hebe.

modest limits of order. Cap. True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance, Sir. To. Confine? I'll confiue myself no finer than I Assure yourself, after our ship did split,

am: these clothes are good enough to drink in, and so When you, and that poor number saved with you,

be these boots too; an they be not, let them hang Ilung an our driving boat, I saw your brother, themselves in their own straps. Most provident in peril, bind himself

Mar. That quafting and drinking will undo you: I (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice)

heard my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish To a strong mast that lived apoy the sea ;

knight that

you brought in one night here to be her Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back, I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves,

Sir. To. Who? Sir Andrew Ague-cheek? So long as I could see.

Mar. Ay, he. l'io. For saying so, there's gold:

Sir To. He's as talla man as any's in Illyria. Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,

Mar. What's that to the purpose? Whereto thy speech serves for authority,

Sir. To. Why, he has three thousand ducats a-pear. The like of him. Know'st thou this country?

Mar. Ay; but he'll have but a year in all these duCar. Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born

cats; he's a very fool, and a prodigal. Notthree hours travel from this very place.

Sir. To. F'ye, that you'll say so! he plays o' the Vio. Who governs here?

viol-de-gambo, and speaks three or four languages, Cap. A noble duke, in nature,

word for word, without book, and hath all the good As in his name.

gifts of uature. l'io. Whatis his name?

Mar. He hath, iudeed, almost natural: for, besides Cap. Orsino.

that he's a fool, lie's a great quarreller; and, but that Vio. Orsino!I have heard my father name him:

he hath tle gift ofa coward to allay the gust he hath in He was a bachelor then.

quarrelling, 'tis thonght among the prudent, he would Cap. And so is now,

quichly have the gift of a grave. Or was so very late: for but a month

Sir To. By this hand, they are scoundrels, and subAgo I went from lience; and then 'twas fresh

stractors, that say so of him. Who are they? In murmur, (as, you know, what great oues do,

Mar. They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly Theless will prattle of,) that he did seek

in your company The love of fair Olivia.

Sir To. With drinking healthis to my niece; I']] drink Vio. What's she?

to her, as long as there is a passage in my throat, and Cap. A virtuous aid, the danghter of a count,

drink in Illyria. He's a coward, and a coystril, that That died some twelvemonth since; then leaving her will not drink to my niece, till luis brains turn o' the In the protectiou of his son, her brother,

toe like a parish top. What, wench? Castiliano Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,

vulgo; for here comes Sir Andrew Ague-face. They say, she hath abjured the company And sight of men.

Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK. Vio. O, that I serred that lady:

Sir And. Sir Toby Belch! how now,

sir Toby Belch? And might not be delivered to the world,

Sir To, Sweet sir Andrew ! Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,

Sir And. Bless you, fair shrew! What my estate is.

Mar. And you too, sir! Cap. That were hard to compass;

Sir To. Accost, sir Andrew, accost! Because she will admit no kind of suit,

Sir Ard. What's that? No, not the duke's.

Sir To. My niece's chamber-maid.

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