PRINTED FROM THE ACTING COPY, WITH REMARKS, BIOGRAPHICAL AND CRITICAL. To which are added, A DESCRIPTION OF THE COSTUME, CAST OF THE CHARACTERS, EXITS AND ENTRANCES, RELATIVE POSITIONS OF THE PER FORMERS ON THE STAGE, AND THE WHOLE OF THE STAGE BUSINESS, As now performed at the THEATRES ROYAL, LONDON. EMBELLISHED WITH A WOOD ENGRAVING. LONDON: JOHN CUMBERLAND, 19, LUDGATE HILL. TWELFTH NIGHT. ACT I. SCENE I.-The Sea-coast. Enter VIOLA, ROBERTO, and two Sailors, L. U. E. carrying a Trunk. Vio. What country, friends, is this? Vio. And what should I do in Illyria? Perchance, he is not drown'd:-what think you, sailors? Rob. It is perchance that you yourself were saved. Vio. O my poor brother! and so, perchance, may he be. Rob. True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance, Assure yourself, after our ship did split, When you, and that poor number saved with you, Courage and hope both teaching him the practice, Vio. Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, The like of him. Know'st thou this country? Rob. A noble duke, in nature, |