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And water once a day her chamber round With this thy fair and outward character.
With eye offending brine : all this, to season I pray thee, and I'll pay thee bonnteously,
A brother's dead love, wbich she wonld keep Couceal me what I am ; and be my aid
fresh,

For snch disguise as, haply, shall become
And lasting, in ber sad remembrance.

The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke ; Duke. O sbe, that bath a heart of that tine Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him, fraine,

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, when the rich golden shaft That will allow • me very worth his service. Hath kill'd the flock of all affectious else

What else inay hap, to time I will commit; That live in her I when liver, brain, and beart, Ouly shape thou thy silence to my wit. These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and Cap. Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll

fillid, (Her sweet perfections,) with one self king !-- When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not Away before me to sweet beds of Mowers ;

see ! Love thoughts lie rich, when canopied with Vio. I thank thee : Lead me on. bowers. (Exeunt.

[Excunt. SCENE II.-The Sea Coast.

SCENE III.-A Room in OLIVIA's House. Enter Viola, CAPTAIN, and Sailors.

Enter Sir Toby Belch, and MARIA. Vio. What country, friends, is this?

Sir To. What a plague means my niece, to f'ap. Illyria, lady.

take the death of her brother thus ! I am sure Vio. Aud what should I do in Illyria ? care's an enemy to life. My brother he is in Elysium.

Mar. By troth, Sir Toby, you must come in Percbance, he is not drown'd :-What think you, earlier o’nights ; your cousiu, my lady, takes sailors ?

great exceptions to your ill hours. Cap. It is perchauce, that you yourself were Sir 7o. Why, let her except before excepted. saved.

Mar. Ay, but you must confine yourself with. Vlo. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, in the modest limits of order. may be be.

Sir To. Confine? I'll confine myself no finer Cap. True, madam ; and, to comfort you with than I am : these clothes are good enough to chance,

drink in, and so be these boots too ; an they be Assure yourself, after our ship did split,

not, let' them hang themselves in their own Wben you, and that poor number saved with straps.

Mar. That quaffing and drinking will undo Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, you : I heard iny lady talk of it yesterday ; and Most provident in peril, bind himself

of a foolish knight that you brought in one night (Courage and bope both teaching hin the prac. here, to be her wooer. tice)

Sir To. Who? Sir Andrew Ague cheek? To a strong mast, that lived upon the sea;

Mar. Ay, be. Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,

Sir To. He's as tall + a man as any's in
I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves, Illyria.
So long as I could see.

Mar. What's that to the purpose ?
Fio. For saying so, there's gold :

Sir To. Why, be has three thousand ducats Mine owy escape unfoldeth to my hope,

a year. Whereto thy speech serves for authority,

Mar. Aye, but he'll have but a year in all these The like or him. Know'&t thou this country ! ducats ; he's a very fool, and a prodigal. Cap. Ay, Madam, well; for I was bred and Sir 70. Fye, that you'll say sol he plays o' born,

the viol-de-gainbo, and speaks three or four lan. Not three hours' travel from this very place. guages word for word without book, and bath all ii. Who governs here?

the good gifts of nature. Cap. A poble duke, iu nature,

Mar. He bath, indeed,-almost natural : for, As in bis name.

besides that be's a fool, he's a great quarreller; V io. What is his name?

and, but that he bath the gift of a coward to allay Cap. Orsino.

the gust he hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought 1 io. Orsiuo! I have heard my father name among the prudent, he would quickly have the himn :

gin of a grave. He was a bachelor thea.

Sir To. By this hand, they are scoundrels Cup. And so is now,

and substractors that say so of him. Who are Or was so very late : for but a nionth

they ? Ago I went from bence; and then 'twas fresh Mar. They that add moreover, he's drunk la murtuur; (as, you know, what great ones do, nightly in your company. The less will pratile of,) that he did seek

Sir To. With drinking healths to my niece ; The love of fair Olivia.

I'll drink to ber, as long as there is a passage in Fio. What's she?

my throat, and drink in Illyria : He's a coward l'ap. A virtuous maid the daughter of a count and a coystril, 1 that will not drink to my niece, 1 bai dred some twelvensonth since ; then leaving till his brains turn o' the toe like a parisli-top. $ ber

What, wench ? Castiliano vulgo ; for here comes In the protection of his son, her brother, Sir Andrew Ague-face. Who sboily also died : for whose dear love, They say, she bath abjur'd the company

Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK. And sight of men.

Sir And. Sir Toby Belch! bow pow, Sir Toby is. O that I served that lady :

Belch?
And might not be delivered to the world,

Sir T. Sweet Sir Andrew !
Till bar made mive own occasion mellow, Sir And. Bless you, fair shrew.
What my estale is.

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

Sir To. Accast, Sir Andrew, accost. Because she will admit Bo kind of suit,

Sir And. What's that !
No, not the duke's.

Sir Tv. My nicce's chamber-maid.
B to. There is a fair bebaviour in thec, cap-
And thongh that nature with a beauteous wall

Approve

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THE TEMPES Upon this shore, where you were wreck’d, was | Re-entes

landed, To be the lord on't. No more yet of this ; For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,

o look, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor

I prophe Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, Sir;

This fel This cell's my court: here have I few attend. ants,

That swe And subjects none abroad : pray you, look in. My dukedom since you have given me again,

Hast tho I will requite you with as good a thing ; At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye,

Boats As much as me my dukedom.

Our king The entrance of the cell opens, and disco. Which, 2

vers FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.

Is tight a Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

We first Fer. No, my dearest love,

Ari. Si I would not for the world.

Have I de

Pro. M Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should

Alon. wrangle, And I would call it fair play.

From stra Alon. If this prove A vision of the island, one dear son

Boats. Shall I twice lose.

I'd strive Seb. A most high miracle !

And, (ho Fer. Tho' the seas threaten, they are merci. ful:

Where, bi I have curs'd them without cause.

(Ferd. kneels to Alon. ot roarin Alon. Now all the blessings

And more of a glad father compass thee about 1

We were Arise, and say how thou cam'st bere.

Where we Mira. O wonder !

Our royal How many goodly creatures are there here!

Cap'ring 1 How beauteous mankind is! O brave new Even in a world,

And were That has such people in't!

Ari. W Pro. "Tis new to thee. Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast at play 1

Alon. Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours : Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,

And there And brought us thus together?

Was ever Fer. Sir, she's mortal ;

Must rect But, by immortal Providence, she's mine ;

Pro. S I chose her, when I could not ask my father

Do not in For bis advice ; nor thought I had one : she The strat Is danghter to this famous duke of Milan, of whom so often I have heard renowa,

Which sh But never saw before ; of whom I have Received a second life, and second father

These ha This lady makes him to the.

Alon. I am her's :
But oh ! bow oddly will it sound, that I
Must ask my child forgiveness !

Pro. There, Sir, stop :
Let us pot burden our remembrances
With a beaviness that's gone.

There ar
Gon. I have inly wept,
Or should have spoken ere this. Look down, you
gods,

Re-enter And on this couple drop a blessed crown;

PHANO For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way parel. Which brought us hither !

Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo !
Gon. Was Milau thrust from Milan, that his uo man
issue

tune Should become kings of Naples ? Ohl rejoice Beyond a coinmon joy; and set it down with gold on lasting pillars : In one voyage

Cal. Did ciaribel her husband and at Tunis; And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife, How fin ) Where he himself was lost; Prospero his duke - He will dom,

Seb. In a poor isle ; and all of us, ourselves,

What the When no man was his own.

Will me Alon. Give me your hands :

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bristle may enter, in way of thy excuse : my | death shake him: Infirmity, that decays the Jady will hang thee for thy absence.

wise, doth ever make the better fool. Clo. Let her bang me: he that is well hanged Clo. God send you, Sir, a speedy infirmity, in this world, needs to fear no colours.

for the better increasing your folly ! Sir Toby Mar. Make that good.

will be sworn, that I am no fox; but he will Clo. He shall see none to fear.

not pass his word for two pence that you are Mar. A good lenten • answer : I can tell thee no foul. where that saying was born, of, I fear no co- Oli. How say you to that, Malrolio? lours.

Mal. I marvel your ladysbip tahes delight in Clo. Where, good mistress Mary?

such a barren rascal ; I saw bim put down the Mar. In the wars ; and that may you be bold other day with an ordinary fool, that has no to say in your foolery.

more brain than a stone. Look yout now, be's Clo. Well, God give them wisdom, that have out of his guard already ; unless you laugh aud it ; and those that are fools, let then use their minister occasion to him, he is gagged. I protalents.

test, I take these wise men, that crow so at these Mar. Yet you will be banged, for being so set kind of fools, no better than the fools' long absent : or, to be turned away ; is not that zanies.. as good as banging to you?

Oli. O you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, C'lo. Many a good hanging prevents a bad and taste with a distempered appetite. To be marriage ; and, for turuing away, let summer generous, guiltless, and of free disposition, is bear it out.

to take those things for bird-bolts, + that you Mar. You are resolute then ?

deem cannon-bullets : There is no slander in Clo. Not so, neither; but I am resolved op an allowed fool, though he do nothing but rail; two points.

nor no railing in a known discreet mau, though Mar. That, if one break + the other will hold; he do nothing but reprove. or, if both break, your gaskins fall.

Clo. Now Mercury endue thee with leasing, 1 Clo. Apt, in good faith ; very apt! Well, go for thou speakest well of fools. thy way; if Sir Toby would leave drinking, thog wert as witty a piece of Eve's flesb, as any

Re-enter MARIA. in Illyria.

Mar. Madam, there is at the gate a young Mar. Peace, you rogue, po more of that; gentleman, much desires to speak with you. bere comes my lady: make your excuse wisely,

Oli. From the count Orsino, is it? you were best.

(Exit.

Mar. I know not, inadam; 'lis a fair young Enter OLIVIA and Malvolio.

man, and well attended.

Oli. Wbo of my people bold biin in delay? Clo. Wit, and't be thy will, put me into good Mar. Sir Tony, madam, your kinsman. fouling! ibose wits that think they bave thee, Oli. Feich bim off, I pray you; he speaks do very oft prove fools ; and I, that ain sure i nothing but madman: Fye on him ! (En it lack thee, may pa 3 for a wise man: For what MARIA.) Go you, Malvolio ; if it be a suit from says Qulapalus? Better a witty fool, than a the count, I am sick, or not at huine, ubat you foolish wit.--God bless thee, lady!

will, to dismiss it.' (Exit MalsoL10.) Now Oli. Take the fool away.

you sce, Sir, bow your fooling grows old, and Clo. Do you not bear, fellows? Take away people dislike it. the lady.

Clo. Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if Oli. Go to, you're a dry fool ; I'll no more of thy eldest sou should be a fool: whose shull you : besides, you grow dishonest.

Jove cram with brains, for here he coincs, oue
Clo. Two faults, madonna, I that drink and of thy kin, has a most weak pia mater.
good counsel will amend : for give the dry fool
drink, then is the fool not dry; bid the disho.

Enter Sir TOBY BELCH.
nest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no
longer dishonest; if he cannot, let the bolcher at the gate, cousiu ?

Oli. By mine honour, balf drunk.-What is he mend him: Anything that's mended, is but

Sir To. A gentleman. paiched : virtue, that transgresses, is but patch.

Oli. A gentleman? What gentleman ed with sin; and sin, that amends, is but patched

Sir To. 'Tis a gentleman bere- A plague with virtue : If that this simple syllogisia will these pickle berrings !--- Huw now, sot? serve, so; if it will not, what reinedy? As

Clo. Good Sir Toby, tbere is no true cuckold but calamity, so beauty's a flower :- the lady bade thee take away the early by this lethargy?

Oli. Cousin, cousill, how bave you come so fool; therefore, I say again, take ber away.

Sir sb. Lecheryl i defy lecbery : There's one Oli. Sir, I bade them take away you.

at the gate. Clo. Misprison in the highest degree !--Lady,

Oli. Ay, marry ; what is he? Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much Sir To. Let him be the devil, an he will, I as in sy, I wear not motly in my brain. Good

care not : give me faitb, say I. Well, it's all madonna, give me leave to prove you a fool.

Out'.

(Exit. Oli. Can you do it!

Oli. What's a drunken man like, fool ?
Clo. Dexterously, good madouna.

Clo. Like a drown'd man, a fool, and a mad-
Oli. Make your proof.

one draught above beat makes hin a Cla. I must catechize yon for it, madonda ;

fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns Good my mouse of virtue, answer me.

himn. Oli. Well, Sir, for want of other idleness, I'll Oli. Go thou and seek the coroner, and let abide your proof.

him sit o' my coz; for be's in the third degree Olo. Good madonna, why mourn'st thou ?

of drink, he's drown'd: go look after him. Oli. Good fool, for my brother's death.

('lo. He is but inad, yet madonna; and the Clo. I ibink, bis soul is in hell, madonna.

fool shall look to the madman. (Erit CLOWN. Oli. I know his soul is in beaven, fool. Clo. The more fool you, madonna, to mourn

Re-enter MALVOLIO. for your brother's soul being in heaven.-Take

Mal. Madain, yond' young fallow swears he away tbe fool, Rentlemen.

will speak with you. I told him you were sick ; Oli. What think you of this fool, Malvolio? doth he not menelt

be takes on bin to understand so much, and Mat. Yes: and shall do, till the pangs of therefore comes to speak with you : I told hiin • Short and <pare.

• Fools' bauble.. • Points were hooks which' fastened the hose or

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Ljiu. breecben. 1 Italian, mistress, dame.

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LITERARY AND HIST THE lighter seenes of this entertaining comedy are entirel

serions portions he was probably indebted to the Hist Bandello. Malone quotes the “ Fifth Eglog of Barnaby G now an exceedingly rare book, to show that Shakspeare i Duke sending his page to plead his cause with the lad * This play (says Dr. Johnson,) is in the graver part eli quisitely bumourous." Its progress is full of spirit, and is pleasingly unravelled in the final catastrophe. The sel very laughably punished; whilst the excesses of Sir Tob and his unqualified good-hamour. The sudden attach obstinate repugnance of Olivia : but the romantic uature cheek,” gives an interest to her situation, whilst a victir racons of the other, thongh placed in the same predicam

DRAMATIS P

M
ORSINO, Duke of Illyria.
SEBASTIAN, & Young Gentleman, Brother to E

Viola.
ANTONIO, a Sea-captain, Friend to Scbas-

tian.
A Sea-captain, Friend to Viola.
VALENTINE,
Curio,

V

Gentlemen atiending on the M } Duke.

L Sir Toby Belch, Uncle of Olivia. SU ANDREW AGUE CHEEK.

SCENB-A City in Myria ; 2

ACT I.

SCENE 1.-An Apartment in the Duke's

Palace.
Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS ; Musicians

attending,
Duke. If music be the food of love, play on ;
Give me excess of it; that, sufeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Tbat strain again ;-it bad a dying fall :
Oh! it came o'er iny ear like the sweet south,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing, and giving odour.—Enough ; no more ;
ris not so sweet now, as it was before,
O spirit of love, bow quick and fresh art thou !
That notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nonght enters there,
of what validity and pitch soever,
But falls into abatement and low price,

• Value.

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'would we had so ended ! but, yon, Sır, allered But you should pity me.

that ; for, some hour before you took me from oli. You might do much : What is your the breach of the sea, was my sister drowned. parentage ?

Ant. Alas, the day ! Vio. Above my fortunes, yet my state is well : Seb. A lady, Sir, though it was said she much I am a gentleman.

resembled me, was yet of many accounted Oli. Get you to your lord ;

beautiful : but, though I could not, with such I cannot love him : let bim send no more ; estimable wonder, overfar believe that, yet thus Unless, perchance, you come to ine again, far I will boldly publish her, she bore a miud To tell ine how he takes it. Fare you well : that envy could not but call fair : she is drowned I thank you for your pains : spend this for already, Sir, with salt water, though I seem to me.

drown her remembrance again with more. Vio. I am no fee'd post, • lady ; keep your Ant. Pardon me Sir, your bad entertainment. purse ;

Seb, 0 goud Antonio, forgive me your trouMy master, not inysell, lacks recompense. ble. Love make bis heart of Aint, that you shall Ant. If you will not murder me for my love, love ;

let me be your servant. And let your fervour, like my master's, be Seb. If you will not undo what you bave done, Plac'd in contempt i Farewell, fair cruelty. that is, kill him whom you have recovered, de

(Exit. sire it not. Fare ye well at once : my bosom is Oli. What is your parentage?

full of kindness; and I am yet so near the Alore my fortune, yet my state is well : manners of my mother, that upon the least ocI am a gentleman.--ll be sworn tbou art; casion more, mine eyes will tell tales of me. I Tby tongue, iby face, thy limbs, actions, and am bound to the count Orsino's court : farewell. spirit,

(Erit. Do give thee five-fold blazon :t-Not too fast :- Ant. The gentleness of all the gods go with soft! soft!

thee!
Unless the master were the man.-How now? I have many enemies in Orsino's court,
Even so quickly may one catch the plague? Else would I very shortly see thee there :
Metbioks, I feel tbis youth's perfections,

But coine what may, I do adore thee so,
With an invisible and subtle stealth,

That danger shall seemn sport, and I will go. To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it be.

(Exit. W bat, ho, Malvolio !-

SCENE 11.-A Street.
Re-enter MALVOLIO.

Enter Viola ; MALVOLIO following.
Mal. Here, madam, at your service.
Oli. Run atter that saine peevish messenger,

Mal. Were not you even now with the count. The county's: mau: he left this ring bebiud ess Olivia ? bin,

Vio. Even now, Sir; on a moderate pace ! Would I, or not ; tell bim, I'll none of it.

have since arrived but hitber. Desire bim not to flatter with his lord,

Mal. She returns this ring to you, Sir; you Nor bold bim up with hopes; I am not for might bave saved me my pains, to have taken it bỉnh:

away yourself. She adds moreover, that you If that the youth will come this way to-morrow, should put your lord into a desperate assurance I'll give him reasous for't. Hie thee, Malvolio. sue will none of him : And ove thing more ; that Mal. Madam, I will.

(Erit. you be never so bardy to come again in his Oli. I do I know pot what; and fear to find affairs, unless it be to report your lord's taking Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind.

of this. Receive it so. Faie, sbow thy force : Ourselves we do not

Vio. She took the ring of me ; I'll none of it. owe;

Mal. Come, Sir, you peevishly threw it to What is decreed, must be ; and be this so ! her; and her will is, it should be so returned :

(Exit. if it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your

eye ; if not, be it his that finds it. (Erit. Vio. I leit no ring with her : What ineans

this lady? ACT II.

Fortune forbid, my outside bave not charm'd

her ! SCENE 1.-The Sea-coast.

She made good view of me; indeed, so much, Enter ANTON BO and SEBASTIAN.

Tbat, sure, methought, her eyes had lost her

tongue,
Anl. Will you stay no longer ? nor will you for she did speak in starts distractedly.
bot that I go with you ?

She loves me, sure ; the cunning of her passion Srb. by your patience, no: my stars shine Invites ine in this churlish messenger. darkly over nie; the malignancy of my fate None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her noue. mighi, perhaps, distemper your's; therefore I am the man :--If it be so, (as 'tis,) sball crave of you your leave, that I may bear Poor lady, she were better love a dream. may evils alone : It were a bad recoinpelise for Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness, your love to lay any of them on you.

Wherein the pregnant enemy does mach. Ant. Let me yet know of you, whither you How easy is it, for the proper-false! are bound.

in women's waren hearts to set their forms! Seb. No, 'sooth, Sir; my determinate voyage Alas! our frailty is the cause not we; is mere extravagancy. But I perceive in you so For, such as we are made of, such we be. excellent a touch of modesty, that you will not How will this fadge? I My master loves her extort from me what I am willing to keep in;

dearly ; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to And I, poor monster, fond as much on him; express | myself. You must knew of me iben, And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me : Antonio, my name is Sebastian, which I called What will become of this! As I am mani, Kodorigo ; My father was that Sebastian, of My state is desperate for my master's love; Mrssaline, whom I know you have heard of: be As I am woman, now alas the day! leit sebing him, myself and a sister, both born what thrinless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe 1 in an bour. If the heaveus had been pleased, o time, thou inust untangle this, not l;

It is too hard a knot for me to untie. (Evil. • Messenger + Proclamation of gentility. Owi, possess.

• Dexterous, ready ficou | Reveal.

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