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The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.-
Be not afraid, good youth, I will not have you :
And yet, when wit and youth is come to harvest,
Your wife is like to reap a proper man:
There lies your way, due west.
Vio.

Then westward-hoe :
Grace and good disposition 'tend your ladyship!
You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?

Oli. Stay:
I pr’ythee, tell me what thou think’st of me.

Vio. That you do think, you are not what you are.
Oli. If I think so, I think the same of you.
Vio. Then think you right; I am not what I am.
Oli. I would you were as I would have you be!

Vio. Would it be better, madam, than I am,
I wish it might; for now I am your fool.

Oli. O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
In the contempt and anger of his lip!
A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon
Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon.
Cesario, by the roses of the spring,
By maidhood, honor, truth, and every thing,
I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride,
Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide.
Do not extort thy reasons from this clause,
For, that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause :
But, rather, reason thus with reason fetter:
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

Vio. By innocence I swear, and by my youth,
I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth,
And that no woman has; nor never none
Shall mistress be of it, save I alone.
And so adieu, good madam; never more
Will I my master's tears to you deplore.
Oli. Yet come again ; for thou, perhaps, may'st

move
That heart, which now abhors, to like his love.

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SCENE II.

A Room in Olivia's House.

Enter Sir Toby Belch, SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK,

and FABIAN.
Sir did. So, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer.
Sir To. Thy reason, dear venom; give thy reason.
Fib. You must needs vield your reason, Sir Andrew.

Sr And. Jarry, I saw your niece do more favors to the count's serving man, than ever she bestowed un me; I saw't i' the orchard.

Sir To. Did she see thee the while, old boy? Tell me that.

Sir Ard. As plain as I see you now.

Fuh. This was a great argument of love in her toward vou.

Sir İnd. 'Slight! Will you make an ass ome?

Fib. I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of judyment and reason.

Sr To. And thes have been grand jury-men, since before Jarh was a sailor.

Fuh. She did show favor to the youth in your sight, only to exsperate you, to awake your dormouse valor, to put tire in your heart, and brimstone in your liver: Vou should then hare accosted her; and with some eleent jests, fire-new from the mint, you should have hunged the routh into dumbness. This was looked for at four hand, and this was balked: the double gilt of this opportunity vou let time wash off, and you are not suild into the north of my lady's opinion; where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's lurd, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attimi, cither of valor or policy.

Sir did. And't be any way, it must be with valor; for policy I hate: I had as lief be a Brownist' as a politician,

Sir To. Why then, build me thy fortunes upon the i The Boardists were so called from Mr. Robert Brown, a noted Separatist in Queen Elizabeth's time.

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I find yomubiculo :

basis of valor. Challenge me the count's youth to fight with him ; hurt him in eleven places; my niece shall take note of it: and assure thyself, there is no lovebroker in the world can more prevail in man's commendation with woman, than report of valor.

Fab. There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.

Sir And. Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?

Sir To. Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent, and full of invention : taunt him with the license of ink: if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big enough for the bed of Warel in England, set 'em down; go about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter : about it.

Sir And. Where shall I find you ?
Sir To. We'll call thee at the cubiculo : Go.

[Exit SiR ANDREW. Fab. This is a dear manakin to you, Sir Toby.

Sir To. I have been dear to him, lad: some two thousand strong, or so.

Fab. We shall have a rare letter from him: but you'll not deliver it.

Sir To. Never trust me then! And by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think, oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of the anatomy.

Fab. And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.

Enter MARIA. Sir To. Look, where the youngest wren of nine comes.

ANDREW.

1 This curious piece of furniture was a few years since still in being at one of the inns in that town. It was reported to be twelve feet square, and capable of holding twenty-four persons.

2 Chamber.

Mar. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourselves into stitches, follow me: yon' gull Malvolio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no Christian, that means to be saved by believing rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages of grossness. He's in yellow stockings.

Sir To. And cross-gartered?

Mar. Most villanously; like a pedant that keeps a school i' the church.- I have dogged him, like his murderer: He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines, than are in the new map, with the augmentation of the Indies: you have not seen such a thing as 'tis; I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know, my lady will strike him; if she do, he'll smile, and take't for a great favor. Sir To. Come, bring us, bring us where he is.

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Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN.
Seb. I would not, by my will, have troubled you,
But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,
I will no further chide you.

Ant. I could not stay behind you ; my desire,
More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth ;
And not all love to see you (though so much
As might have drawn one to a longer voyage),
But jealousy what might befall your travel,
Being skilless in these parts; which, to a stranger,
Unguided and unfriended, often prove
Rough and unhospitable : My willing love,
The rather by these arguments of fear,
Set forth in your
Seb.

My kind Antonio,
I can no other answer make, but thanks,
And thanks, and ever thanks. Often good turns
Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay:

pursuit.

But, were my worth, as is my conscience, firm,
You should find better dealing. What's to do?
Shall we go see the reliques of this town?

Ant. To-morrow, sir ; best, first, go see your lodging

Seb. I am not weary, and 'tis long to night;
I pray you, let us satisfy our eyes
With the memorials, and the things of fame,
That do renown this city.
Ant.

Would you'd pardon me;
I do not without danger walk these streets:
Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the count his galleys,
I did some service; of such note, indeed,
That, were I ta’en here, it would scarce be answered.

Seb. Belike, you slew great number of his people.

Ant. The offence is not of such a bloody nature; Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel, Might well have given us bloody argument. It might have since been answered in repaying What we took from them; which, for traffic's sake, Most of our city did: only myself stood out: For which, if I be lapsed in this place, I shall pay dear. Seb.

Do not then walk too open. Ant. It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my purse : In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, Is best to lodge; I will bespeak our diet, Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your knowledge, With viewing of the town; there shall you have me.

Seb. Why I your purse?

Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy
You have desire to purchase ; and your store,
I think, is not for idle markets, sir.

Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for
An hour.

Ant. To the Elephant.-
Seb.

I do remember.

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1 Wealth, or fortune.

2 Caught and convicted.

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