Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious fun
This pearl fhe gave me, I do feel't, and fee't:
And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio then?
I could not find him at the Elephant;

Yet there he was; and there I found this credit,
That he did range the town to feek me out.
His counsel now might do me golden service:
For though my foul difputes well with my sense,
That this may be fome error, but no madness,
Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune

So far exceed all inftance, all difcourfe,

That I am ready to diftruft mine eyes,
And wrangle with my reafon, that perfuades me
To any other trust, but that I am mad,

Or else the lady's mad; yet, if 'twere fo,

She could not sway her house, command her followers,
Take, and give back, affairs, and their difpatch,
With fuch a smooth, difcreet, and ftable bearing,
As, I perceive, fhe does: there's fomething in't,
That is deceivable. But here the lady comes.

x devil.

y credited-credibly avouched, reported of him; this account current. inftance,-difcourfe,]-example-probability.

truft,]-fentiment.

Enter

Oli. Blame not this hafte of mine: If you mean well,

Now go with me, and with this holy man,

b

Into the chantry by: there, before him,
And underneath that confecrated roof,

Plight me the full affurance of your faith;
That my moft jealous and too doubtful foul
May live at peace: He fhall conceal it,

с

Whiles you are willing it fhall come to note; What time we will our celebration keep

According to my birth.-What do you fay?

Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with you;

d

And, having fworn truth, ever will be true.

Oli. Then lead the way, good father;--And heavens

fo fhine,

That they may fairly note this act of mine!

ACT V.

SCENE I.

The Street.

Enter Clown, and Fabian.

Fab. Now, as thou lov'ft me, let me fee his letter.
Clo. Good mafter Fabian, grant me another request.
Fab. Any thing.

Clo. Do not defire to see this letter.

Fab. That is, to give a dog, and, in recompence, defire my dog again.

Enter Duke, Viola, and Attendants.

Duke. Belong you to the lady Olivia, friends?
Clo. Ay, fir; we are fome of her trappings.

Duke. I know thee well; How doft thou, my good fellow?

Clo. Truly, fir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.

Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends.
Clo. No, fir, the worse.

Duke. How can that be?

Clo. Marry, fir, they praife me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly, I am an afs: so that by my foes, fir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused: so that, conclufions to be as kiffes, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes. Duke. Why, this is excellent.

Clo. By my troth, fir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends.

Duke. Thou shalt not be the worfe for me; there's gold. Clo. But that it would be double-dealing, fir, I would you could make it another.

Duke. O, you give me ill counfel.

Clo. Put your grace in your pocket, fir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it.

Duke. Well, I will be fo much a finner to be a double dealer; there's another.

Clo. Primo, fecundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old faying is, the third pays for all; the triplex, fir, is a good tripping measure; as the bells of St. Bennet, fir, may put you in mind, One, two, three.

e conclufions to be as kiffes,]-to make conclufions follow as thick as kiffes do often.

Duke.

Duke. 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.

Clo. Marry, fir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, fir; but I would not have you to think, that my defire of having is the fin of covetoufnefs: but, as you fay, fir, let your bounty take a nap, and I will awake [Exit Clown.

it anon.

Enter Antonio, and Officers.

Vio. Here comes the man, fir, that did rescue me.
Duke. That face of his I do remember well;

Yet, when I faw it laft, it was besmear'd

As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war:

A bawbling veffel was he captain of,

For fhallow draught, and bulk, unprizable;
With which 'fuch fcathful grapple did he make
With the most noble bottom of our fleet,

That very envy, and the tongue of lofs,

Cry'd fame and honour on him-What's the matter?

I Off. Orfino, this is that Antonio,

That took the Phoenix, and her fraught, from Candy;
And this is he, that did the Tyger board,
When your young nephew Titus loft his leg:
Here in the streets, defperate of fhame, and ftate,
In private brabble did we apprehend him.

Vio. He did me kindness, fir; drew on my fide;
But, in conclufion, put ftrange speech upon me,
I know not what 'twas, but distraction.

Duke. Notable pirate! thou falt-water thief!

fuch feathful grapple did he make]-he held fuch dreadfully clofe

conflict.

defperate of fhame, and ftate,]-regardlefs both of character and quality.

What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies,
Whom thou, in terms fo bloody, and fo dear,
Haft made thine enemies?

Ant. Orfino, noble fir,

Be pleas'd that I shake off thefe names you give me;
Antonio never yet was thief, or pirate,

Though, I confefs, on bafe and ground enough,
Orfino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:
That most ungrateful boy there, by your side,
From the rude fea's enrag'd and foamy mouth
Did I redeem; a wreck paft hope he was:
His life I gave him, and did thereto add
My love, without retention, or restraint,
All his in dedication: for his fake,

Did I expose myself, pure for his love,
Into the danger of this adverse town;
Drew to defend him, when he was befet :
Where being apprehended, his falfe cunning,
(Not meaning to partake with me in danger)
Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance,
And grew a twenty-years-removed thing,
While one would wink; deny'd me mine own purse,
Which I had recommended to his use

Not half an hour before.

Vio. How can this be?

Duke. When came he to this town?

Ant. To day, my lord; and for three months before,

(No interim, not a minute's vacancy)

Both day and night did we keep company.

Enter Olivia, and Attendants.

Duke. Here comes the countefs; now heaven walks on

earth.

base]-foundation.

But