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Twelfth Night

Act II, Scene 1

The sea-coast.
 
[Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN]
 
ANTONIO
Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you?
 
SEBASTIAN
By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me: the malignancy of my fate might perhaps distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone: it were a bad recompense for your love, to lay any of them on you.
 
ANTONIO
Let me yet know of you whither you are bound.
 
SEBASTIAN
No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage is mere extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent a touch of modesty, that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keep in; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to express myself. You must know of me then, Antonio, my name is Sebastian, which I called Roderigo. My father was that Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know you have heard of. He left behind him myself and a sister, both born in an hour: if the heavens had been pleased, would we had so ended! but you, sir, altered that; for some hour before you took me from the breach of the sea was my sister drowned.
 
ANTONIO
Alas the day!
 
SEBASTIAN
A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful: but, though I could not with such estimable wonder overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish her; she bore a mind that envy could not but call fair. She is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.
 
ANTONIO
Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment.
 
SEBASTIAN
O good Antonio, forgive me your trouble.
 
ANTONIO
If you will not murder me for my love, let me be your servant.
 
SEBASTIAN
If you will not undo what you have done, that is, kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not. Fare ye well at once: my bosom is full of kindness, and I am yet so near the manners of my mother, that upon the least occasion more mine eyes will tell tales of me. I am bound to the Count Orsino's court: farewell.
 
[Exit]
 
ANTONIO
           ,       ,        ,          ,     ,     2
1     The gen|tleness | of all | the gods | go with thee:
      ,         ,      ,  2       2   ,        ,
      I have | many | enemies | in Orsi|no's court,
        ,             ,      ,       ,           ,
      Else would | I ve|ry short|ly see | thee there.
            ,          ,       ,      ,          ,
      But come | what may,| I do | adore | thee so,
            ,                ,    ,         ,         ,
      That dan|ger shall / seem sport,| and I | will go.
 
[Exit]

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