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Twelfth Night

Act V, Scene 1

Before OLIVIA's house.
 
[Enter Clown and FABIAN]
 
FABIAN
Now as thou lovst me, let me see his letter.
 
CLOWN
Good Master Fabian, grant me another request.
 
FABIAN
Anything.
 
CLOWN
Do not desire to see this letter.
 
FABIAN
This is to give a dog, and in recompense desire my dog again.
 
[Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and Lords]
 
DUKE ORSINO
Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends?
 
CLOWN
Aye sir, we are some of her trappings.
 
DUKE ORSINO
I know thee well: how dost thou my good fellow?
 
CLOWN
Truly sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
 
DUKE ORSINO
Just the contrary: the better for thy friends.
 
CLOWN
No sir, the worse.
 
DUKE ORSINO
How can that be?
 
CLOWN
Marry sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me, now my foes tell me plainly, I am an ass: so that by my foes sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, and by my friends, I am abused: so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why then the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.
 
DUKE ORSINO
Why this is excellent.
 
CLOWN
By my troth sir, no: though it please you to be one of my friends.
 
DUKE ORSINO
Thou shalt not be the worse for me, there's gold.
 
CLOWN
But that it would be double-dealing sir, I would you could make it another.
 
DUKE ORSINO
O you give me ill counsel.
 
CLOWN
Put your grace in your pocket sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.
 
DUKE ORSINO
Well, I will be so much a sinner to be a double-dealer: there's another.
 
CLOWN
Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play, and the old saying is, the third pays for all: the triplex sir, is a good tripping measure, or the bells of Saint Bennet sir, may put you in mind, one, two, three.
 
DUKE ORSINO
You can fool no more money out of me at this throw: if you will let your lady know I am here to speak with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake my bounty further.
 
CLOWN
Marry sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come again. I go sir, but I would not have you to think, that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness: but as you say sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon.
 
[Exit]
 
VIOLA
             ,          ,           ,         ,       ,
      Here comes | the man | sir, that | did res|cue me.
 
[Enter ANTONIO and Officers]
 
DUKE ORSINO
             ,        ,       ,      ,        ,
      That face | of his | I do | remem|ber well,
            ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      Yet when | I saw | it last,| it was | besmeared
           ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      As black | as Vul|can, in | the smoke | of war:
         ,         ,       ,        ,        ,
      A bawb|ling ves|sel was | he cap|tain of,
            ,        ,           ,       ,     ,
      For shal|low draft | and bulk | unpriz|able;
             ,            ,         ,       ,         ,
      With which | such scath|ful grap|ple did | he make,
                   ,   ,      ,       ,         ,
      With the / most nob|le bot|tom of | our fleet,
            ,     ,      ,           ,          ,
      That ve|ry en|vy, and | the tongue | of loss
        T     T   .   T      ,          ,             x
      Cried fame and hon|or on | him: What's | the matter?
 
FIRST OFFICER
         ,       ,         ,       ,   ,
      Orsin|o, this | is that | Anto|nio
             ,          ,   ,      2         ,            ,
      That took | the Phoe|nix, and her | fraught from | Candy,
            ,        ,         ,         ,       ,
      And this | is he | that did | the Tig|er board,
                    ,    ,       ,       ,         ,
      When your / young neph|ew Tit|us lost | his leg;
        ,    2         ,      ,                ,           ,
      Here in the | streets, des/perate | of shame | and state,
          ,        ,        ,        ,     ,         2->
      In priv|ate brab|ble did | we ap|prehend || him.
 
VIOLA
          ,         ,        ,      ,            ,
      He did | me kind|ness sir,| drew on | my side,
       ,    2     ,               ,         ,      ,
      But in con|clusion | put strange | speech u|pon me,
          ,     T    T     T     ,        ,
      I know | not what 'twas,| but dis|traction.
 
DUKE ORSINO
       ,        ,                ,   ,       ,
      Notab|le pir|ate, thou / salt-wat|er thief,
            ,         ,          ,        ,    2         ,
      What fool|ish bold|ness brought | thee to their | mercies,
             ,         ,          ,       ,         ,
      Whom thou | in terms | so blood|y, and | so dear
             ,           ,   3   3
      Hast made | thine^en|emies?
 
ANTONIO
                                     ,      ,       ,
                                  Orsin|o: nob|le sir,
            ,          2    ,      ,            ,           ,
      Be pleased | that I shake | off these | names you | give me:
         ,  2   ,      ,          ,         ,       ->
      Anto|nio nev|er yet | was thief,| or pir||ate,
         ,      2     ,         ,           ,        ,
      Though | I confess,| on base | and ground | enough
         ,       ,   ,   .   T    T     T          x
      Orsin|o's en|emy.| A witchcraft drew | me hither:
             ,        ,        ,      ,              ,
      That most | ingrate|ful boy | there by | your side,
                   ,    ,         ,           ,      ,
      From the / rude sea's | enraged | and foam|y mouth
          ,       ,        ,            ,        ,
      Did I | redeem:| a wreck | past^hope | he was:
            ,        ,          ,          ,       ,
      His life | I gave | him, and | did there|to add
           ,         ,       ,         ,        ,
      My love | without | reten|tion, or | restraint,
           ,        ,    ,              ,    ,
      All his | in ded|ica|tion. For / his sake,
          ,       ,        ,      ,              ,
      Did^I | expose | myself |(pure for | his love)
       ,           ,      ,         ,         ,
      Into | the dang|er of | this ad|verse^town,
        ,           ,           ,        ,       ,
      Drew to | defend | him, when | he was | beset:
        ,     2      ,     ,             ,      ,
      Where being | appre|hended,| his false | cunning
        ,    ,        2      ,          ,       ,
      (Not mean/ing to part|ake with | me in | danger)
        ,       2       ,        ,        ,       ,
      Taught him to | face me | out of | his ac|quaintance,
            ,        ,       ,        ,       ,
      And grew | a twen|ty years | remov|ed thing
              ,            ,        ,              ,    ,
      While* one | would wink:| denied | me mine^/own purse,
            ,        ,      ,      ,        ,
      Which I | had rec|ommend|ed to | his use,
            ,         ,        ,
      Not half | an hour | before.  \\
 
VIOLA
       ,              ,
      How can | this be?
 
DUKE ORSINO
                                ,        ,          ,
                         When came | he to | this town?
 
ANTONIO
         ,         ,                ,      ,         ,
      Today | my lord:| and for / three months | before,
          ,     ,      2   ,         ,     ,
      No int|erim,| not a min|ute's vac|ancy,
            ,          ,                ,   ,     ,
      Both day | and night | did we / keep comp|any.
 
[Enter OLIVIA and Attendants]
 
DUKE ORSINO
             ,        2      ,           ,       ,          ,
      Here comes | the countess,| now* heav|en walks | on earth:
         2      ,     ,        ,    2        ,          ,
      But for thee | fellow,| fellow thy | words are | madness,
                ,            ,           ,         ,   ,
      Three* months | this youth | hath tend|ed u/pon me,
            ,         ,       ,     ,           ,
      But more | of that | anon.| Take him | aside.
 
OLIVIA
             ,          ,          ,        ,          ,
      What would | my lord,| but that | he may | not have,
            ,     ,  2   ,          ,    2   ,
      Wherein | Oliv|ia may | seem serv|iceable?
         ,  2    ,        ,           ,     2      ,
      Cesar|io, you | do not | keep^prom|ise with me.
 
VIOLA
       ,
      Madam:
 
DUKE ORSINO
                 ,          ,  2
               Gracious | Oliv|ia.  \\
 
OLIVIA
        ,             ,      ,   2    ,         ,
      What do | you say,| Cesar|io? Good | my lord.
 
VIOLA
           ,            ,         ,      ,      ,
      My lord | would speak,| my du|ty hush|es me.
 
OLIVIA
          ,        ,               ,    ,         ,
      If it | be aught | to the / old tune | my lord,
          ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      It is | as fat | and ful|some to | mine^ear
           ,       ,      ,
      As howl|ing aft|er mus|ic.   \\
 
DUKE ORSINO
        ,         ,
      Still so | cruel?
 
OLIVIA
                          ,         ,          __
                        Still so | constant,| lord.
 
DUKE ORSINO
        ,    2      ,          ,      ,       ,
      What to per|verseness?| You un|civil | lady
       .   T    T  T          ,    ,         ,      2->
      To whose ingrate,| and un|auspi|cious alt||ars
           ,          ,           ,    2               ,     ,
      My soul | the faith|fullst^of|ferings hath / breathed out
            ,       ,       ,           ,         2   ,
      That ere | devo|tion tend|ered. What | shall I do?
 
OLIVIA
        x               ,          ,      ,       2     ,
      Even what | it please | my lord,| that shall be|come him.
 
DUKE ORSINO
             ,        ,        ,         ,          x
      Why should | I not |(had I | the heart | to do it)
        ,    2         ,         ,          ,          ,
      Like to the | Egyp|tian thief,| at point | of death
        ,             ,       ,       ,      ,
      Kill what | I love:|(a sav|age jeal|ousy,
             ,         ,       ,     2      ,         ,
      That some|times sav|ors nob|ly) but hear | me this:
             ,        ,      ,          ,         ,
      Since you | to non-|regard|ance cast | my faith,
            ,        ,       ,         ,       ,
      And that | I part|ly know | the ins|trument
              ,          ,         ,      ,     2        ,
      That screws | me from | my true | place in your | favor,
        ,             ,        ,        ,        ,
      Live you | the marb|le-breast|ed ty|rant still.
            ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      But this | your min|ion, whom | I know | you love,
            ,          x          ,        ,       ,      ->
      And whom,| by heaven | I swear,| I tend|er dear||ly,
       ,        2    ,     ,             ,      ,
      Him | will I tear | out of | that cru|el eye,
                   ,     ,      ,        ,          ,
      Where he / sits crown|ed in | his mast|er's spite.
        ,   ,        2             ,            ,        ,
      Come boy / with me, my | thoughts are | ripe in | mischief:  ??
            ,      ,          ,         ,        ,
      I'll sac|rifice | the lamb | that I | do love,
           ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      To spite | a rav|en's heart | within | a dove.
 
VIOLA
          ,         ,        ,         ,       ,
      And I | most joc|und, apt,| and wil|lingly,
          ,         ,        ,          ,            ,
      To do | you rest,| a thous|and deaths | would die.
 
OLIVIA
              ,       ,  2
      Where goes | Cesar|io?
 
VIOLA
                             ,      ,        ,
                            Aft|er him | I love,
        ,             ,            ,      ,              ,
      More than | I love | these^eyes,| more than | my life,
        ,             ,           ,                ,    ,
      More by | all mores,| than ere | I shall / love wife.
         ,        ,          ,      ,       ,
      If I | do feign,| you wit|nesses | above
       ,            ,          ,        ,        ,
      Punish | my life,| for taint|ing of | my love.
 
OLIVIA
           ,      ,        ,       ,        ,
      Aye me | detest|ed, how | am I | beguiled?
 
VIOLA
       T    T   .  T           ,           ,         ,
      Who does beguile | you? Who | does* do | you wrong?
 
OLIVIA
             ,        ,         ,     ,           ,
      Hast thou | forgot | thyself?| Is it | so long?
             ,          ,     ,
      Call forth | the ho|ly fath|er.
 
DUKE ORSINO
                                       ,       ,
                                     Come,| away.
 
OLIVIA
       ,             ,       ,  2    ,          ,
      Whither | my lord?| Cesar|io, hus|band, stay.
 
DUKE ORSINO
       ,
      Husband?
 
OLIVIA
                     ,         ,         ,       ,
               Aye* hus|band. Can | he that | deny?
 
DUKE ORSINO
           ,         ,
      Her hus|band, sir|rah?
 
VIOLA
                             ,        ,        ,
                            No | my lord,| not I.
 
OLIVIA
         ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      Alas,| it is | the base|ness of | thy fear,
             ,            ,        ,         ,   ,
      That makes | thee stran|gle thy | propri|ety:
             ,       ,  2     ,         ,         ,
      Fear* not | Cesar|io, take | thy for|tunes up,
       ,                ,           ,          ,          ,
      Be that | thou knowst | thou art,| and then | thou art
           ,          ,            ,
      As great | as that | thou fearst.
 
[Enter Priest]
                                           ,        ,        ->
                                        O wel|come fath||er:
       ,       ,     ,            ,         ,
      Fath|er, I | charge thee | by thy | reverence
        ,    2     ,              ,       ,     ,
      Here to un|fold, though | lately | we in|tended
           ,         ,          ,       ,       ,
      To keep | in dark|ness, what | occa|sion now
          ,         ,           ,           ,           ,
      Reveals | before | 'tis ripe:| what thou | dost know
            ,        ,         ,            ,          ,
      Hath new|ly passed | between | this youth,| and me.
 
PRIEST
         ,    ,           ,       ,         ,
      A con|tract of | eter|nal bond | of love,
            ,         ,   2    ,       ,          ,
      Confirmed | by mu|tual joind|er of | your hands,
          ,      ,        ,      ,          ,
      Attest|ed by | the ho|ly close | of lips,
          ,              ,       ,         ,          ,
      Strengthened | by int|erchange|ment of | your rings,
           ,         ,    ,      2        ,   ,
      And all | the cer|emon|y of this / compact
         ,     2       ,         ,       ,     ,
      Sealed in my | function,| by my | testi|mony:
              ,         ,            ,           ,          ,
      Since when,| my watch | hath told | me, toward | my grave
      ,          ,          T   T    T     oo
      I have | travelled | but two hours.|
 
DUKE ORSINO
          ,         ,        ,           ,          ,
      O thou | dissemb|ling cub:| what wilt | thou be
             ,           ,         ,       ,         ,
      When time | hath sowed | a griz|zle on | thy case?
           ,          ,          ,          ,        ,
      Or will | not else | thy craft | so quick|ly grow,
             ,           ,           ,          ,     ,
      That thine | own trip | shall be | thine^ov|erthrow:
            ,          ,          ,        ,          ,
      Farewell,| and take | her, but | direct | thy feet,
              ,        ,          ,          ,       ,
      Where thou | and I |(henceforth)| may nev|er meet.
 
VIOLA
           ,       ,        ,
      My lord,| I do | protest.
 
OLIVIA
                                  ,         ,
                               O do | not swear,
            ,        ,              ,          ,           ,
      Hold lit|tle faith,| though thou | hast too | much fear.
 
[Enter SIR ANDREW]
 
SIR ANDREW
For the love of God a surgeon, send one presently to Sir Toby.
 
OLIVIA
What's the matter?
 
SIR ANDREW
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.
 
OLIVIA
Who has done this Sir Andrew?
 
SIR ANDREW
The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate.
 
DUKE ORSINO
My gentleman Cesario?
 
SIR ANDREW
'Od's lifelings here he is: You broke my head for nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do it by Sir Toby.
 
VIOLA
       ,             ,         ,       x       ,
      Why do | you speak | to me,| I never | hurt you:
            ,           ,        ,            ,    ,
      You drew | your sword | upon | me with/out cause,
          ,       ,           ,          ,         ,
      But I | bespoke | you fair,| and hurt | you not.
 
SIR ANDREW
If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me: I think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb. Here comes Sir Toby halting, you shall hear more: but if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled you othergates than he did.
 
DUKE ORSINO
How now gentleman? how is it with you?
 
SIR TOBY BELCH
That's all one, has hurt me, and there's the end on it. Sot, didst see Dick surgeon, sot?
 
CLOWN
O he's drunk Sir Toby an hour agone: his eyes were set at eight in the morning.
 
SIR TOBY BELCH
Then he's a rogue, and a passy measures panyn: I hate a drunken rogue.
 
OLIVIA
Away with him? Who hath made this havoc with them?
 
SIR ANDREW
I'll help you Sir Toby, because we'll be dressed together.
 
SIR TOBY BELCH
Will you help an ass-head, and a coxcomb, and a knave: a thin-faced knave, a gull?
 
OLIVIA
Get him to bed, and let his hurt be looked to.
 
[Exeunt Clown, FABIAN, SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR ANDREW; Enter SEBASTIAN]
 
SEBASTIAN
       2    ,       x     ,          ,          ,
      I am sor|ry madam | I have | hurt your | kinsman:
       T   T   .   T          ,       ,        ,
      But had it been | the broth|er of | my blood,
          ,           ,         ,          ,          ,      ->
      I must | have done | no less | with wit | and safe||ty.
       ,         2     ,          ,     x             ,        2->
      You | throw^a strange | regard | upon me,| and by || that    ??
         ,        ,          ,       ,       ,
      I do | perceive | it hath | offend|ed you:
       ,             ,      ,    ,                ,
      Pardon | me (sweet | one) ev/en for | the vows
           ,          ,       ,         ,      ,
      We made | each oth|er, but | so late | ago.
 
DUKE ORSINO
       ,    ,    ,    ,     ,   ,          ,    ,
      One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons,  ????
         ,   ,       ,             ,          ,
      A natural perspective, that is, and is not.  ????
 
SEBASTIAN
         ,  2   ,        ,       ,   ,
      Anto|nio: O | my dear | Anto|nio,
       ,              ,        ,          ,         ,
      How have | the hou|rs racked,| and tor|tured me,
        ,              ,      ,
      Since I | have lost | thee?
 
ANTONIO
                                     ,  2      ,
                                 Se|bastian | are you?
 
SEBASTIAN
         ,            ,      ,  2
      Fearst thou | that An|tonio?  \\
 
ANTONIO
       ,               ,       ,       ,         ,
      How have | you made | divi|sion of | yourself,
          ,       ,         ,        ,           ,
      An ap|ple cleft | in two,| is not | more twin
             ,      T    T   T       ,     2    ,   2
      Than these | two creatures.| Which is Se|bastian?
 
OLIVIA
        ,    ,
      Most wond/erful.  \\
 
SEBASTIAN
         ,           ,        ,      ,       ,        ->
      Do I | stand^there?| I nev|er had | a broth||er:
       ,       2       ,         ,  2   ,       ,      2->
      Nor | can there be | that de|ity in | my na||ture
           ,         ,      ,        ,         x
      Of here,| and eve|rywhere.| I had | a sister,
                   ,     ,           ,       ,         ,
      Whom the / blind waves | and surg|es have | devoured:
           ,    ,         ,         ,        ,
      Of char|ity,| what kin | are you | to me?
             ,      ,           ,          ,      ,
      What count|ryman?| What name?| What par|entage?
 
VIOLA
          ,      ,       ,    2   ,        ,       ->
      Of Mes|saline:| Sebast|ian was | my fath|er,
        ,         ,    2   ,        ,        ,
      Such | a Sebast|ian was | my broth|er too:
           ,         ,      ,        ,   2    ,
      So went | he suit|ed to | his wat|ery tomb:
           ,       ,        ,           ,          ,
      If spir|its can | assume | both form | and suit,
            ,             x
      You come | to fright us.
 
SEBASTIAN
                                      x        ,       ,
                                 A spirit | I am | indeed,
           ,        ,       ,         ,        ,
      But am | in that | dimen|sion gross|ly clad,
              ,          ,       ,        ,     ,
      Which from | the womb | I did | parti|cipate.
        ,     2     ,       ,         ,         ,
      Were you a | woman,| as the | rest goes | even,
           ,          ,           ,       ,          ,
      I should | my tears | let fall | upon | your cheek,
         2        ,     ,           ,       ,
      And say, thrice-|welcome | drowned Vi|ola.
 
VIOLA
          ,       ,        ,       ,         ,
      My fath|er had | a mole | upon | his brow.
 
SEBASTIAN
           ,         ,
      And so | had mine.  \\
 
VIOLA
            ,          ,        2  ,      ,          ,
      And died | that day | when Vio|la from | her birth
           ,          ,         ,
      Had num|bered thir|teen^years.  \\
 
SEBASTIAN
      ,         ,            ,      ,        ,
      O that | record | is live|ly in | my soul,
          ,      ,       ,         ,       ,
      He fin|ished | indeed | his mort|al act
            ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      That day | that made | my sis|ter thir|teen^years.
 
VIOLA
          ,         ,         ,        ,       ,
      If noth|ing lets | to make | us hap|py both,
            ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      But this | my mas|culine | usurped | attire:
          ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      Do not | embrace | me till | each cir|cumstance,
           ,      ,    ,                 ,          ,
      Of place, time, for/tune, do | cohere | and jump
           ,    ,    ,       ,             ,
      That I | am Vi|ola,| which to | confirm,
             ,          ,      ,        ,          ,
      I'll bring | you to | a cap|tain in | this town,
             ,         ,       ,       2        ,       ,
      Where lie | my maid|en weeds:| by whose gent|le help,
         ,          ,          ,           ,       ,
      I was | preserved | to serve | this nob|le count:
       ,           ,         ,       ,         ,
      All the | occur|rence of | my for|tune since
             ,        ,           ,      ,           ,
      Hath been | between | this la|dy, and | this lord.
 
SEBASTIAN
           ,         ,      ,           ,         ,
      So comes | it la|dy, you | have been | mistook:
           ,       ,        ,      ,         ,
      But na|ture to | her bi|as drew | in that.
            ,            ,         ,       ,       ,
      You would | have been | contrac|ted to | a maid,
           ,          ,        ,        ,         ,
      Nor are | you there|in (by | my life)| deceived,
           ,        ,        ,      2    ,         ,
      You are | betroth|ed both | to a maid | and man.
 
DUKE ORSINO
          ,        ,      ,    ,                ,
      Be not | amazed,| right nob/le is | his blood:
           ,        ,       ,     .    T     T     T
      If this | be so,| as yet | the glass seems true,
          ,            ,                 ,   ,       ,
      I shall | have^share | in this / most hap|py wreck.
       ,                 ,        ,       ,         ,
      Boy, thou | hast said | to me | a thous|and times,
            ,         ,        T    Tx    T        ,
      Thou nev|er shouldst | love woman like | to me.
 
VIOLA
           ,           ,          ,      ,      ,
      And all | those say|ings, will | I ov|erswear,
       T    T     T          ,         ,         ,
      And those swear|ings keep | as true | in soul,
           ,          ,      ,      ,          ,
      As doth | that orb|ed con|tinent,| the fire,
            ,       ,           ,
      That sev|ers day | from night.
 
DUKE ORSINO
                                      ,             ,
                                    Give me | thy hand,
           ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      And let | me see | thee in | thy wom|an's weeds.
 
VIOLA
           ,         ,          ,          ,          ,
      The cap|tain that | did bring | me first | on shore
        ,         ,      ,          2   ,          ,
      Hath my | maid's garm/ents: he u|pon some | action
          ,        ,         ,       ,   2     ,
      Is now | in dur|ance, at | Malvol|io's suit,
         ,      ,         ,    2    ,       ,      2->
      A gent|leman,| and fol|lower of | my la||dy's.
 
OLIVIA
       ,      2     ,           ,        , 2     ,
      He shall en|large him:| fetch Mal|volio | hither,
           ,       ,    ,         ,       ,
      And yet | alas,| now I | remem|ber me,
            ,           ,      ,           ,         ,
      They say | poor* gent|leman,| he's much | distract.
 
[Enter Clown with a letter, and FABIAN]
          ,        ,         ,      ,         ,
      A most | extract|ing fren|zy of | mine^own
            ,      ,            ,       ,         ,
      From my | remem|brance, clear|ly ban|ished his.
            ,        ,
      How does | he sir|rah?    \\
 
CLOWN
Truly madam, he holds Belzebub at the staves's end as well as a man in his case may do: has here writ a letter to you, I should have given it you today morning. But as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much when they are delivered.
 
OLIVIA
Open it, and read it.
 
CLOWN
Look then to be well edified, when the fool delivers the madman. [Reads] By the Lord madam.
 
OLIVIA
How now, art thou mad?
 
CLOWN
No madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow Vox.
 
OLIVIA
Prithee, read in thy right wits.
 
CLOWN
So I do madonna: but to read his right wits, is to read thus: therefore, perpend my princess, and give ear.
 
OLIVIA
Read it you, sirrah.
 
FABIAN
[Reads] By the Lord madam, you wrong me, and the world shall know it: though you have put me into darkness and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet 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 shame: think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury. The madly used Malvolio.
 
OLIVIA
Did he write this?
 
CLOWN
Aye madam.
 
DUKE ORSINO
            ,       ,      ,            ,     ,
      This sav|ors not | much of | distrac|tion.
 
OLIVIA
       ,     2    ,         , 2       ,          ,
      See him de|livered | Fabian,| bring him | hither:
           ,          ,         2         ,      ,           ,
      My lord,| so please | you, these things | further | thought on,  ??
           ,       2     ,       ,        ,       ,
      To think | me as well | a sis|ter, as | a wife,
       ,     2          ,      2    ,         x           ,
      One day shall | crown the al|liance | on it, so | please you,
        ,            ,          ,       ,        ,
      Here at | my house,| and at | my prop|er cost.
 
DUKE ORSINO
       ,       2     ,     ,    2     ,           ,
      Madam,| I am most | apt to em|brace your | offer:
            ,        ,           ,       2      ,         ,
      Your mast|er quits | you: and | for your serv|ice done || him,
       ,     ,       ,          ,         2      ,
      So | much a|gainst the | mettle | of your sex,
          ,        ,            ,         ,        ,       2->
      So far | beneath | your soft | and tend|er breed||ing,
            ,            ,         ,              ,   ,
      And since | you called | me mast|er, for / so long:
        ,            ,          ,            ,          ,
      Here is | my hand,| you shall | from this | time be
            ,         ,        2
      Your mast|er's mist|ress.
 
OLIVIA
                                   ,        ,         ,
                                A sis|ter, you | are she.
 
[Enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO]
 
DUKE ORSINO
           ,         ,
      Is this | the mad|man?  \\
 
OLIVIA
       ,         ,            ,          ,        ,  2
      Aye my | lord, this | same: How*| now, Mal|volio?
 
MALVOLIO
        x                 ,         ,
      Madam, you | have done | me wrong,  \\
         ,   2     ,
      Noto|rious wrong.
 
OLIVIA
                         ,          ,  2    ,
                       Have I | Malvol|io? No.
 
MALVOLIO
       ,  2        ,     ,             ,          ,
      Lady you | have, pray / you pe|ruse 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,| nor your | inven||tion:
       ,         ,      ,    2              ,          ,
      You | can say | none of this.| Well, grant | it then,
            ,        ,        ,    ,        ,      ->
      And tell | me in | the mod|esty | of hon||or,
       ,       2       x                 ,      ,         ,     ->
      Why | you have given | me such / clear lights | of fav||or,
        ,      2       ,       2      ,     ,          ,
      Bade | me come* smil|ing, and cross-|gartered | to you,  ??
          ,        ,        ,          ,         ,
      To put | on yel|low stock|ings, and | to frown
         ,        ,      ,          ,         x
      Upon | Sir To|by, and | the light|er people;
           ,        ,     ,        ,   2     ,
      And act|ing this | in an | obed|ient hope,
       ,      2       ,          ,       ,      ,
      Why have you | suffered | me to | be im|prisoned,
        ,    2      T    T     T    2   ,         ,
      Kept in a | dark house, vis|ited by | the priest,
            ,          ,       ,    2    ,          ,
      And made | the most | notor|ious geck | and gull,
            ,       ,          ,           ,        ,
      That ere | invent|ion played | on? Tell | me why?
 
OLIVIA
         ,       ,  2     ,        ,        ,        ->
      Alas | Malvol|io, this | is not | my writ||ing,
         ,      2     ,      T    T   .    T     ,
      Though | I confess | much like the char|acter:
           ,         ,          ,       ,       ,
      But out | of ques|tion, 'tis | Mari|a's hand.
           ,       ,       ,          ,        ,
      And now | I do | bethink | me, it | was she
              ,         ,          ,           ,         ,       2->
      First^told | me thou | wast mad;| then camst | in smil||ing,
           ,          ,             ,          ,       ,
      And in | such forms,| which here | were pre|supposed
         ,     ,    2         x      ,                ,
      Upon | thee in the | letter: Prith/ee, be | content,
             ,      2       ,       ,          ,      ,
      This prac|tice hath most | shrewdly | passed u|pon thee:
            ,         ,           ,            ,        x
      But when | we know | the grounds,| and auth|ors of it,
             ,          ,          ,         ,          ,
      Thou shalt | be both | the plaint|iff and | the judge
       .   T    T    T
      Of thine own cause.
 
FABIAN
                                 ,       ,         ,
                           Good^mad|am hear | me speak,
           ,         ,        ,         ,          ,
      And let | no quar|rel, nor | no brawl | to come,
        ,             ,       ,         ,         ,
      Taint the | condi|tion of | this pres|ent hour,
            ,         ,         ,        ,      2       ,
      Which I | have wond|ered at.| In hope | it shall not,
             ,     ,        ,        ,         ,    ->
      Most free|ly I | confess | myself,| and To||by
       ,        2    ,        ,         ,  2    ,
      Set | this device | against | Malvol|io here,
         ,          ,        ,        ,          ,
      Upon | some stub|born and | uncourt|eous parts
       ,    2       ,        ,            ,     ,
      We had con|ceived a|gainst him.| Mari|a writ
             x         ,     ,         ,       ,
      The letter,| at Sir | Toby's | great im|portance,
          ,      ,           ,    ,         ,     2
      In rec|ompense | whereof,| he hath | married her:
       ,      2      ,         ,        ,        ,
      How with a | sportful | malice | it was | followed,
            ,       ,          ,         ,        ,
      May rath|er pluck | on laugh|ter than | revenge,
           ,         ,     ,         ,        ,
      If that | the in|juries | be just|ly weighed,
             ,     T   T    T       __     oo
      That have | on both sides | passed.|
 
OLIVIA
         ,     T    T    T        2      ,         ,
      Alas | poor fool, how | have they baf|fled thee?
 
CLOWN
Why some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one sir, in this interlude, one Sir Topas sir, but that's all one: By the Lord fool, I am not mad: But do you remember, Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal, and you smile not he's gagged: and thus the whirligig of time, brings in his revenges.
 
MALVOLIO
        ,            ,                ,     ,        ,
      I'll be | revenged | on the / whole pack | of you?
 
[Exit]
 
OLIVIA
           ,           ,       ,    2  ,      ,
      He hath | been most | notor|iously | abused.
 
DUKE ORSINO
          ,          ,        ,          ,       ,
      Pursue | him, and | entreat | him to | a peace:
           ,          ,        ,        ,        ,
      He hath | not told | us of | the cap|tain yet,
             ,         ,          ,        ,         ,
      When that | is known,| and gold|en time | convents
         ,       ,     ,        ,          ,
      A sol|emn com|bina|tion shall | be made
                 ,    ,       T  T     T      ,
      Of our / dear souls.| Meantime sweet | sister,
           ,          ,           ,        ,  2     ,
      We will | not part | from hence.| Cesar|io come
            ,         ,          ,          ,       ,
      (For so | you shall | be while | you are | a man):
            ,        ,      ,       ,          ,
      But when | in oth|er hab|its you | are seen,
         ,       ,          ,         ,         ,
      Orsin|o's mist|ress, and | his fan|cy's queen.
 
[Exeunt all, except Clown]
 
CLOWN [Sings]
        ,      2     ,     2     ,         2   ,
      When that I | was and a | little | tiny boy,
            ,    __         ,       2       ,
      With hey,| ho,| the wind | and the rain:
         ,         ,          ,       ,
      A fool|ish thing | was but | a toy,
         2      ,         ,       ,  2   ,
      For the rain | it rain|eth eve|ry day.
            ,        ,         ,        ,
      But when | I came | to man's | estate,
            ,    __         ,       2       ,
      With hey,| ho,| the wind | and the rain,
                ,            ,            ,            ,
      Gainst knaves | and thieves | men shut | their gate,
         2      ,         ,       ,  2   ,
      For the rain | it rain|eth eve|ry day.
            ,        ,       ,        ,
      But when | I came | alas | to wive,
            ,    __         ,       2       ,
      With hey,| ho,| the wind | and the rain,
           ,    2      ,        ,        ,
      By swag|gering could | I nev|er thrive,
         2      ,         ,       ,  2   ,
      For the rain | it rain|eth eve|ry day.
            ,        ,       ,        ,
      But when | I came | unto | my beds,
            ,    __         ,       2       ,
      With hey,| ho,| the wind | and the rain,
             ,          ,           ,        ,
      With toss-|pots^still | had drunk|en heads,
         2      ,         ,       ,  2   ,
      For the rain | it rain|eth eve|ry day.
          ,          2  ,         ,        ,
      A great | while^ago | the world | begun,
            ,    __         ,       2       ,
      With hey,| ho,| the wind | and the rain,
            ,           ,          ,         ,
      But that's | all one,| our play | is done,
         2         ,           ,          ,  2   ,
      And we'll strive | to please | you eve|ry day.
 
[Exit]

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