You would have been contracted to a maid;
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived,—
You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.

Duke. Be not amazed; right noble is his blood. If this be so, as yet the glass seems true,

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I shall have share in this most happy wreck. [To Viola] Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times

Thou never shouldst love woman like to me.

Vio. And all those sayings will I over-swear;
And all those swearings keep as true in soul
As doth that orbed continent the fire

That severs day from night.

Duke.

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Give me thy hand;

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And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds.

Vio. The captain that did bring me first on shore Hath my maid's garments: he upon some action Is now in durance, at Malvolio's suit,

A gentleman, and follower of my lady's.

Oli. He shall enlarge him. -Fetch Malvolio

hither:

And yet, alas, now I remember me,

They say, poor gentleman, he 's much distract.

Re-enter Clown with a letter, and FABIAN.

A most extracting frenzy of mine own
From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.
How does he, sirrah?

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Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end as well as a man in his case may do: has

here writ a letter to you; I should have given 't you to-day morning, but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much when they are delivered. Oli. Open 't, and read it.

Clo. Look then to be well edified when the fool delivers the madman. [Reads] By the Lord, madam,Oli. How now! art thou mad?

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Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow Vox.

Oli. Prithee, read i' thy right wits.

Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear.

Oli. [To Fabian] Read it you, sirrah.

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Fab. [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.

Oli. Did he write this?

Clo. Ay, madam.

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Duke. This savours not much of distraction.

Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither.

[Exit Fabian.

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