TWELFTH NIGHT;OR,WHAT YOU WILL.

Orsino, Duke of Illyria.Sebastian, brother to Viola.Antonio, a sea captain, friend to Sebastian.A Sea Captain, friend to Viola.Valentine,}gentlemen attending on the Duke.Curio,}Sir Toby Belch, uncle to Olivia.Sir Andrew Aguecheek.Malvolio, steward to Olivia.Fabian,} servants to Olivia.Festea Clown,}Olivia.Viola.Maria, Olivia's woman.Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, andother Attendants.Scene:A city in Illyria, and the sea-coast near it.

EnterDuke,Curio,and otherLords;Musiciansattending.Duke.If music be the food of love, play on;Give me excess of it, that,surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.That strain again! it had a dying fall:5O, it came o'er my ear like the sweetsound,That breathes upon a bank of violets,Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!10That, notwithstanding thy capacityReceiveth as thesea, nought enters there,Of what validity and pitch soe'er,But falls into abatement and low price,Even in a minute! so full of shapesis fancy,15That it alone ishighfantastical.Cur.Will you go hunt, my lord?Duke.What,Curio?Cur.The hart.Duke.Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:O, whenmineeyes did see Olivia first,20Methoughtshe purged the air of pestilence!That instant was I turn'd into a hart;And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,E'ersince pursue me.EnterValentine.How now! what news from her?Val.So please my lord, I might not be admitted;25But from her handmaid do return this answer:The element itself, till sevenyears' heat,Shall not behold her face at ample view;But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walkAnd water once a day herchamberround30With eye-offending brine: all this to seasonA brother's dead love, which she would keep freshAnd lasting in her sadremembrance.Duke.O, she that hath a heart of that fine frameTo pay this debt of love but to a brother,35How will she love, when the rich golden shaftHath kill'd the flock of all affections elseThat live in her; when liver, brain and heart,Thesesovereign thrones, are all supplied, andfill'dHer sweet perfections with oneselfking!40Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:Love-thoughtslie rich when canopied with bowers.[Exeunt.

EnterDuke,Curio,and otherLords;Musiciansattending.

Duke.If music be the food of love, play on;Give me excess of it, that,surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.That strain again! it had a dying fall:5O, it came o'er my ear like the sweetsound,That breathes upon a bank of violets,Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!10That, notwithstanding thy capacityReceiveth as thesea, nought enters there,Of what validity and pitch soe'er,But falls into abatement and low price,Even in a minute! so full of shapesis fancy,15That it alone ishighfantastical.

Duke.If music be the food of love, play on;

Give me excess of it, that,surfeiting,

The appetite may sicken, and so die.

That strain again! it had a dying fall:

O, it came o'er my ear like the sweetsound,

That breathes upon a bank of violets,

Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:

'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou!

That, notwithstanding thy capacity

Receiveth as thesea, nought enters there,

Of what validity and pitch soe'er,

But falls into abatement and low price,

Even in a minute! so full of shapesis fancy,

That it alone ishighfantastical.

Cur.Will you go hunt, my lord?

Duke.What,Curio?

Cur.The hart.

Duke.Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:O, whenmineeyes did see Olivia first,20Methoughtshe purged the air of pestilence!That instant was I turn'd into a hart;And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,E'ersince pursue me.

Duke.Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:

O, whenmineeyes did see Olivia first,

Methoughtshe purged the air of pestilence!

That instant was I turn'd into a hart;

And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,

E'ersince pursue me.

EnterValentine.

How now! what news from her?

Val.So please my lord, I might not be admitted;25But from her handmaid do return this answer:The element itself, till sevenyears' heat,Shall not behold her face at ample view;But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walkAnd water once a day herchamberround30With eye-offending brine: all this to seasonA brother's dead love, which she would keep freshAnd lasting in her sadremembrance.

Val.So please my lord, I might not be admitted;

But from her handmaid do return this answer:

The element itself, till sevenyears' heat,

Shall not behold her face at ample view;

But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk

And water once a day herchamberround

With eye-offending brine: all this to season

A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh

And lasting in her sadremembrance.

Duke.O, she that hath a heart of that fine frameTo pay this debt of love but to a brother,35How will she love, when the rich golden shaftHath kill'd the flock of all affections elseThat live in her; when liver, brain and heart,Thesesovereign thrones, are all supplied, andfill'dHer sweet perfections with oneselfking!40Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:Love-thoughtslie rich when canopied with bowers.[Exeunt.

Duke.O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame

To pay this debt of love but to a brother,

How will she love, when the rich golden shaft

Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else

That live in her; when liver, brain and heart,

Thesesovereign thrones, are all supplied, andfill'd

Her sweet perfections with oneselfking!

Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:

Love-thoughtslie rich when canopied with bowers.[Exeunt.

LINENOTES:Twelfth Night]Twelfe NightF1.Musicians ...]Musick ... Capell. om. Ff.[2, 3]surfeiting, The appetite may]surfeiting The app'tite, Love mayWarburton.[5]sound]Ff.windRowe (ed. 1).southPope.sou' windAnon. conj.scentDent MS. apud Halliwell.soughAnon. conj.[11]sea,]Rowe (ed. 2).sea. Ff.sea; Rowe (ed. 1).[14]is fancy]in fancyTheobald (Warburton).[15]That it alone is]And thou all o'er artHanmer.high]hightWarburton.[16]Curio]CuriaF4.[19]mine]myPope (ed. 2).[20]Methought...pestilence!] (Methought...pestilence) Capell.[23]E'er]Rowe.EreF1 F2 F4.E'reF3.Enter V.]Ff (after her).[26]years' heat]Harness.yeares heateF1 F2.yeares heatF3.years heatF4.years henceRowe (ed. 2). See note(ii).[29]chamber]F1.chambersF2 F3 F4.chamber'sCapell.[32]remembrance]remembrance stillPope,rememberanceCapell conj. MS.[38]These]ThreeHanmer (Warburton).[38, 39]are...fill'd Her...perfections]are...fill'd, (O sweet perfection!) Warburton conj.are...filled,Her ... perfections, Pope.are...fill'd, (Her sweet perfection) Capell. her ...perfections Are... fill'd Collier conj.[39]self]selfeF1.selfe sameF2.self sameF3.self-sameF4.[41]Love-thoughts]F1 F2 F3.Love thoughtsF4.

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Twelfth Night]Twelfe NightF1.

Musicians ...]Musick ... Capell. om. Ff.

[2, 3]surfeiting, The appetite may]surfeiting The app'tite, Love mayWarburton.

[5]sound]Ff.windRowe (ed. 1).southPope.sou' windAnon. conj.scentDent MS. apud Halliwell.soughAnon. conj.

[11]sea,]Rowe (ed. 2).sea. Ff.sea; Rowe (ed. 1).

[14]is fancy]in fancyTheobald (Warburton).

[15]That it alone is]And thou all o'er artHanmer.

high]hightWarburton.

[16]Curio]CuriaF4.

[19]mine]myPope (ed. 2).

[20]Methought...pestilence!] (Methought...pestilence) Capell.

[23]E'er]Rowe.EreF1 F2 F4.E'reF3.

Enter V.]Ff (after her).

[26]years' heat]Harness.yeares heateF1 F2.yeares heatF3.years heatF4.years henceRowe (ed. 2). See note(ii).

[29]chamber]F1.chambersF2 F3 F4.chamber'sCapell.

[32]remembrance]remembrance stillPope,rememberanceCapell conj. MS.

[38]These]ThreeHanmer (Warburton).

[38, 39]are...fill'd Her...perfections]are...fill'd, (O sweet perfection!) Warburton conj.are...filled,Her ... perfections, Pope.are...fill'd, (Her sweet perfection) Capell. her ...perfections Are... fill'd Collier conj.

[39]self]selfeF1.selfe sameF2.self sameF3.self-sameF4.

[41]Love-thoughts]F1 F2 F3.Love thoughtsF4.

EnterViola,aCaptain,andSailors.Vio.What country, friends, is this?Cap.This isIllyria, lady.Vio.And what should I do in Illyria?My brother he is in Elysium.5Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?Cap.It is perchance that you yourself were saved.Vio.O my poor brother!and soperchance may he be.Cap.True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance,Assure yourself, after our ship did split,10When you andthosepoor number saved with youHung onourdrivingboat, I saw your brother,Most provident in peril, bind himself,Courage and hope both teaching him the practice,To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;15Where, likeArionon the dolphin's back,I saw him hold acquaintance with the wavesSo long as I could see.Vio.Forsaying so, there's gold:Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,20Whereto thy speech serves for authority,The like of him.Know'stthou this country?Cap.Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and bornNot three hours' travel from this very place.Vio.Whogoverns here?25Cap.A noble Duke, in nature asin name.Vio.What is his name?Cap.Orsino.Vio.Orsino! I have heard my father name him:He wasa bachelor then.30Cap.And so is now, or was so very late;For but a month ago I went from hence,And then 'twas fresh in murmur,—as, you know,What great ones do the less will prattle of,—That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.35Vio.What's she?Cap.A virtuous maid, the daughter of a countThat died sometwelvemonthsince; then leaving herIn the protection of his son, her brother,Who shortly also died: for whose dearlove,40They say, shehathabjured thecompanyAnd sight of men.Vio.O that I served that lady,Andmight not bedeliveredto the world,Till I had made mine own occasionmellow,What my estate is!Cap.That were hard to compass;45Because she will admit no kind of suit,No, not the Duke's.Vio.There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;And though that nature with a beauteous wallDoth oft close in pollution, yet of thee50Iwillbelieve thou hast a mind that suitsWith this thy fair and outward character.I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,Conceal me what I am, and be my aidFor such disguise as haply shall become55The form of my intent. I'll serve this Duke:Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him:It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing,And speak to him in many sorts of music,That will allow me very worth his service.60What else may hap to time I will commit;Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.Cap.Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.Vio.I thank thee: lead me on.[Exeunt.

EnterViola,aCaptain,andSailors.

Vio.What country, friends, is this?

Cap.This isIllyria, lady.

Vio.And what should I do in Illyria?My brother he is in Elysium.5Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?

Vio.And what should I do in Illyria?

My brother he is in Elysium.

Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?

Cap.It is perchance that you yourself were saved.

Vio.O my poor brother!and soperchance may he be.

Cap.True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance,Assure yourself, after our ship did split,10When you andthosepoor number saved with youHung onourdrivingboat, I saw your brother,Most provident in peril, bind himself,Courage and hope both teaching him the practice,To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;15Where, likeArionon the dolphin's back,I saw him hold acquaintance with the wavesSo long as I could see.

Cap.True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance,

Assure yourself, after our ship did split,

When you andthosepoor number saved with you

Hung onourdrivingboat, I saw your brother,

Most provident in peril, bind himself,

Courage and hope both teaching him the practice,

To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;

Where, likeArionon the dolphin's back,

I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves

So long as I could see.

Vio.Forsaying so, there's gold:Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,20Whereto thy speech serves for authority,The like of him.Know'stthou this country?

Vio.Forsaying so, there's gold:

Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,

Whereto thy speech serves for authority,

The like of him.Know'stthou this country?

Cap.Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and bornNot three hours' travel from this very place.

Cap.Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born

Not three hours' travel from this very place.

Vio.Whogoverns here?

25Cap.A noble Duke, in nature asin name.

Cap.A noble Duke, in nature asin name.

Vio.What is his name?

Cap.Orsino.

Vio.Orsino! I have heard my father name him:He wasa bachelor then.

Vio.Orsino! I have heard my father name him:

He wasa bachelor then.

30Cap.And so is now, or was so very late;For but a month ago I went from hence,And then 'twas fresh in murmur,—as, you know,What great ones do the less will prattle of,—That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.

Cap.And so is now, or was so very late;

For but a month ago I went from hence,

And then 'twas fresh in murmur,—as, you know,

What great ones do the less will prattle of,—

That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.

35Vio.What's she?

Vio.What's she?

Cap.A virtuous maid, the daughter of a countThat died sometwelvemonthsince; then leaving herIn the protection of his son, her brother,Who shortly also died: for whose dearlove,40They say, shehathabjured thecompanyAnd sight of men.

Cap.A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count

That died sometwelvemonthsince; then leaving her

In the protection of his son, her brother,

Who shortly also died: for whose dearlove,

They say, shehathabjured thecompany

And sight of men.

Vio.O that I served that lady,Andmight not bedeliveredto the world,Till I had made mine own occasionmellow,What my estate is!

Vio.O that I served that lady,

Andmight not bedeliveredto the world,

Till I had made mine own occasionmellow,

What my estate is!

Cap.That were hard to compass;45Because she will admit no kind of suit,No, not the Duke's.

Cap.That were hard to compass;

Because she will admit no kind of suit,

No, not the Duke's.

Vio.There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;And though that nature with a beauteous wallDoth oft close in pollution, yet of thee50Iwillbelieve thou hast a mind that suitsWith this thy fair and outward character.I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,Conceal me what I am, and be my aidFor such disguise as haply shall become55The form of my intent. I'll serve this Duke:Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him:It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing,And speak to him in many sorts of music,That will allow me very worth his service.60What else may hap to time I will commit;Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.

Vio.There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;

And though that nature with a beauteous wall

Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee

Iwillbelieve thou hast a mind that suits

With this thy fair and outward character.

I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,

Conceal me what I am, and be my aid

For such disguise as haply shall become

The form of my intent. I'll serve this Duke:

Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him:

It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing,

And speak to him in many sorts of music,

That will allow me very worth his service.

What else may hap to time I will commit;

Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.

Cap.Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.

Cap.Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:

When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.

Vio.I thank thee: lead me on.[Exeunt.

LINENOTES:Scene II.:The sea-coast] Capell. The street. Rowe.[2]This is]om. Pope.[7]and so]soPope.[10]those]thatRowe (ed. 2).thisCapell.theAnon. conj.[11]our]yourRowe.driving]drovingF3 F4.[15]Arion]Pope.OrionFf.[18]For ... gold]There's gold for saying soPope.[21]Know'st]And knowestHanmer.[24-27]Who ... Orsino]As two lines in Hanmer, endingnature ... Orsino.[25]in name]in his nameHanmer.[29-35]He was ... she?]As six lines in Steevens (1793), ending,now, ... month ... fresh ... do, ... seek ... she?[37]twelvemonth]twelve monthsRowe.[39]love]lossS. Walker conj.[40]hath]F1.hadF2 F3 F4.[40, 41]company And sight]Hanmer.sight And companyFf.[42]And]And'tHanmer.delivered]deliver'dRowe.[43]mellow,]Hanmer.mellowFf.fellowAnon. conj.[50]will]weilS. Walker conj.

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Scene II.:The sea-coast] Capell. The street. Rowe.

[2]This is]om. Pope.

[7]and so]soPope.

[10]those]thatRowe (ed. 2).thisCapell.theAnon. conj.

[11]our]yourRowe.

driving]drovingF3 F4.

[15]Arion]Pope.OrionFf.

[18]For ... gold]There's gold for saying soPope.

[21]Know'st]And knowestHanmer.

[24-27]Who ... Orsino]As two lines in Hanmer, endingnature ... Orsino.

[25]in name]in his nameHanmer.

[29-35]He was ... she?]As six lines in Steevens (1793), ending,now, ... month ... fresh ... do, ... seek ... she?

[37]twelvemonth]twelve monthsRowe.

[39]love]lossS. Walker conj.

[40]hath]F1.hadF2 F3 F4.

[40, 41]company And sight]Hanmer.sight And companyFf.

[42]And]And'tHanmer.

delivered]deliver'dRowe.

[43]mellow,]Hanmer.mellowFf.fellowAnon. conj.

[50]will]weilS. Walker conj.

EnterSirToby BelchandMaria.Sir To.What a plague means my niece, to take the deathof her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.Mar.By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earliero'nights: yourcousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to5your ill hours.Sir Toby.Why, let herexcept, beforeexcepted.Mar.Ay, but you must confine yourself within themodest limits of order.Sir To.Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I10am: these clothes are good enough to drink in; and so bethese boots too:anthey be not, let them hang themselvesin their own straps.Mar.That quaffing and drinking will undo you: Iheard my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish knight15that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.Sir To.Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?Mar.Ay, he.Sir To.He's as tall a man asany'sin Illyria.Mar.What's that to the purpose?20Sir To.Why, hehasthree thousand ducats a year.Mar.Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats:he's a very fool and a prodigal.Sir To.Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' theviol-de-gamboys,and speaks three or four languages word for word25without book, and hath all the good gifts of nature.Mar.He hathindeed, almostnatural: for besidesthat he's a fool, he's a great quarreller; and but that hehath the gift of a coward to allay thegusthe hath in quarrelling,'tis thought among the prudent he would quickly30have the gift of a grave.Sir To.By this hand, they are scoundrels andsubstractorsthat say so of him. Who are they?Mar.Theythat add, moreover,he's drunk nightly inyour company.35Sir To.With drinking healths to my niece: I 'll drinkto her as long asthere isa passage in my throat and drinkin Illyria: he's a coward and acoystrillthat will not drinkto my niece till his brains turn o' the toe like a parish-top.What, wench! Castilianovulgo; for here comes Sir Andrew40Agueface.EnterSirAndrew Aguecheek.Sir And.Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!Sir To.Sweet Sir Andrew!Sir And.Bless you, fair shrew.Mar.And you too, sir.45Sir To.Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.Sir And.What's that?Sir To.My niece's chambermaid.Sir And.Good Mistress Accost, I desire betteracquaintance.50Mar.My name is Mary, sir.Sir And.Good MistressMary Accost,—Sir To.You mistake, knight: 'accost' is front her,boardher, woo her, assail her.Sir And.By my troth, I would not undertake her in55this company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?Mar.Fare you well, gentlemen.Sir To.An thou let partso, Sir Andrew, would thoumightst never draw sword again.Sir And.Anyou part so, mistress, I would I might60never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you havefools in hand?Mar.Sir, I have not you by the hand.Sir And.Marry, but you shall have; and here's myhand.65Mar.Now, sir, 'thought is free': I pray you, bring yourhand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.Sir And.Wherefore, sweet-heart? what's your metaphor?Mar.It's dry, sir.70Sir And.Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but Ican keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?Mar.A dry jest, sir.Sir And.Are you full of them?Mar.Ay, sir, I have them at myfingers'ends: marry,75now I let go your hand, I am barren.[Exit.Sir To.O knight, thou lackest a cup of canary: whendid I see thee so put down?Sir And.Never in your life, I think; unless you seecanaryput medown. Methinks sometimes I have no more80wit than a Christian or an ordinary manhas: but I am agreat eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit.Sir To.No question.Sir And.AnI thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ridehome to-morrow, Sir Toby.85Sir To.Pourquoi, my dear knight?Sir And.What is 'pourquoi'? do or not do? I wouldI had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have infencing, dancing and bear-baiting: O, had I but followedthe arts!90Sir To.Then hadst thou had an excellent head ofhair.Sir And.Why, would that have mended my hair?Sir To.Past question; for thou seest it will notcurlby nature.95Sir And.But it becomesmewell enough, does't not?Sir To.Excellent; it hangs like flax on a distaff; andI hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs andspin it off.Sir And.Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: your100niece will not be seen; or if she be, it's four to one she'llnone of me: thecounthimself here hard by woos her.Sir To.She'll none o' the count: she'll not matchabove her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I haveheard herswear't. Tut, there's life in't, man.105Sir And.I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o'the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques andrevels sometimes altogether.Sir To.Art thou good at thesekickshawses, knight?Sir And.As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be,110under the degree of my betters; and yet I will not comparewithan old man.Sir To.What is thyexcellencein a galliard, knight?Sir And.Faith, I can cut a caper.Sir To.And I can cut the mutton to't.115Sir And.And I think I have the back-trick simplyasstrong as any man in Illyria.Sir To.Wherefore are these things hid? whereforehave these gifts a curtain before 'em? are they like to takedust, like Mistress Mall's picture? why dost thou not go to120church in a galliard and come home in acoranto? Myvery walk should be a jig; I would not so much as makewater but in asink-a-pace. What dost thou mean? Is ita world to hide virtues in? I didthink, by the excellentconstitution of thy leg, it was formed under the star of a125galliard.Sir And.Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent wellin a flame-coloured stock. Shall wesetabout some revels?Sir To.What shall we do else? were we not bornunder Taurus?130Sir And.Taurus!That'ssides and heart.Sir To.No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Let me see theecaper: ha! higher: ha, ha! excellent![Exeunt.

EnterSirToby BelchandMaria.

Sir To.What a plague means my niece, to take the deathof her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.

Sir To.What a plague means my niece, to take the death

of her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.

Mar.By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earliero'nights: yourcousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to5your ill hours.

Mar.By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier

o'nights: yourcousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to

your ill hours.

Sir Toby.Why, let herexcept, beforeexcepted.

Mar.Ay, but you must confine yourself within themodest limits of order.

Mar.Ay, but you must confine yourself within the

modest limits of order.

Sir To.Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I10am: these clothes are good enough to drink in; and so bethese boots too:anthey be not, let them hang themselvesin their own straps.

Sir To.Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I

am: these clothes are good enough to drink in; and so be

these boots too:anthey be not, let them hang themselves

in their own straps.

Mar.That quaffing and drinking will undo you: Iheard my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish knight15that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.

Mar.That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I

heard my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish knight

that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.

Sir To.Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?

Mar.Ay, he.

Sir To.He's as tall a man asany'sin Illyria.

Mar.What's that to the purpose?

20Sir To.Why, hehasthree thousand ducats a year.

Sir To.Why, hehasthree thousand ducats a year.

Mar.Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats:he's a very fool and a prodigal.

Mar.Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats:

he's a very fool and a prodigal.

Sir To.Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' theviol-de-gamboys,and speaks three or four languages word for word25without book, and hath all the good gifts of nature.

Sir To.Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' theviol-de-gamboys,

and speaks three or four languages word for word

without book, and hath all the good gifts of nature.

Mar.He hathindeed, almostnatural: for besidesthat he's a fool, he's a great quarreller; and but that hehath the gift of a coward to allay thegusthe hath in quarrelling,'tis thought among the prudent he would quickly30have the gift of a grave.

Mar.He hathindeed, almostnatural: for besides

that he's a fool, he's a great quarreller; and but that he

hath the gift of a coward to allay thegusthe hath in quarrelling,

'tis thought among the prudent he would quickly

have the gift of a grave.

Sir To.By this hand, they are scoundrels andsubstractorsthat say so of him. Who are they?

Sir To.By this hand, they are scoundrels andsubstractors

that say so of him. Who are they?

Mar.Theythat add, moreover,he's drunk nightly inyour company.

Mar.Theythat add, moreover,he's drunk nightly in

your company.

35Sir To.With drinking healths to my niece: I 'll drinkto her as long asthere isa passage in my throat and drinkin Illyria: he's a coward and acoystrillthat will not drinkto my niece till his brains turn o' the toe like a parish-top.What, wench! Castilianovulgo; for here comes Sir Andrew40Agueface.

Sir To.With drinking healths to my niece: I 'll drink

to her as long asthere isa passage in my throat and drink

in Illyria: he's a coward and acoystrillthat will not drink

to my niece till his brains turn o' the toe like a parish-top.

What, wench! Castilianovulgo; for here comes Sir Andrew

Agueface.

EnterSirAndrew Aguecheek.

Sir And.Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!

Sir To.Sweet Sir Andrew!

Sir And.Bless you, fair shrew.

Mar.And you too, sir.

45Sir To.Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.

Sir To.Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.

Sir And.What's that?

Sir To.My niece's chambermaid.

Sir And.Good Mistress Accost, I desire betteracquaintance.

50Mar.My name is Mary, sir.

Mar.My name is Mary, sir.

Sir And.Good MistressMary Accost,—

Sir To.You mistake, knight: 'accost' is front her,boardher, woo her, assail her.

Sir To.You mistake, knight: 'accost' is front her,board

her, woo her, assail her.

Sir And.By my troth, I would not undertake her in55this company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?

Sir And.By my troth, I would not undertake her in

this company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?

Mar.Fare you well, gentlemen.

Sir To.An thou let partso, Sir Andrew, would thoumightst never draw sword again.

Sir To.An thou let partso, Sir Andrew, would thou

mightst never draw sword again.

Sir And.Anyou part so, mistress, I would I might60never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you havefools in hand?

Sir And.Anyou part so, mistress, I would I might

never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have

fools in hand?

Mar.Sir, I have not you by the hand.

Sir And.Marry, but you shall have; and here's myhand.

Sir And.Marry, but you shall have; and here's my

hand.

65Mar.Now, sir, 'thought is free': I pray you, bring yourhand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.

Mar.Now, sir, 'thought is free': I pray you, bring your

hand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.

Sir And.Wherefore, sweet-heart? what's your metaphor?

Mar.It's dry, sir.

70Sir And.Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but Ican keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?

Sir And.Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I

can keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?

Mar.A dry jest, sir.

Sir And.Are you full of them?

Mar.Ay, sir, I have them at myfingers'ends: marry,75now I let go your hand, I am barren.[Exit.

Mar.Ay, sir, I have them at myfingers'ends: marry,

now I let go your hand, I am barren.[Exit.

Sir To.O knight, thou lackest a cup of canary: whendid I see thee so put down?

Sir To.O knight, thou lackest a cup of canary: when

did I see thee so put down?

Sir And.Never in your life, I think; unless you seecanaryput medown. Methinks sometimes I have no more80wit than a Christian or an ordinary manhas: but I am agreat eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit.

Sir And.Never in your life, I think; unless you see

canaryput medown. Methinks sometimes I have no more

wit than a Christian or an ordinary manhas: but I am a

great eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit.

Sir To.No question.

Sir And.AnI thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ridehome to-morrow, Sir Toby.

Sir And.AnI thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ride

home to-morrow, Sir Toby.

85Sir To.Pourquoi, my dear knight?

Sir To.Pourquoi, my dear knight?

Sir And.What is 'pourquoi'? do or not do? I wouldI had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have infencing, dancing and bear-baiting: O, had I but followedthe arts!

Sir And.What is 'pourquoi'? do or not do? I would

I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in

fencing, dancing and bear-baiting: O, had I but followed

the arts!

90Sir To.Then hadst thou had an excellent head ofhair.

Sir To.Then hadst thou had an excellent head of

hair.

Sir And.Why, would that have mended my hair?

Sir To.Past question; for thou seest it will notcurlby nature.

Sir To.Past question; for thou seest it will notcurl

by nature.

95Sir And.But it becomesmewell enough, does't not?

Sir And.But it becomesmewell enough, does't not?

Sir To.Excellent; it hangs like flax on a distaff; andI hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs andspin it off.

Sir To.Excellent; it hangs like flax on a distaff; and

I hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs and

spin it off.

Sir And.Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: your100niece will not be seen; or if she be, it's four to one she'llnone of me: thecounthimself here hard by woos her.

Sir And.Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: your

niece will not be seen; or if she be, it's four to one she'll

none of me: thecounthimself here hard by woos her.

Sir To.She'll none o' the count: she'll not matchabove her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I haveheard herswear't. Tut, there's life in't, man.

Sir To.She'll none o' the count: she'll not match

above her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I have

heard herswear't. Tut, there's life in't, man.

105Sir And.I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o'the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques andrevels sometimes altogether.

Sir And.I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o'

the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques and

revels sometimes altogether.

Sir To.Art thou good at thesekickshawses, knight?

Sir And.As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be,110under the degree of my betters; and yet I will not comparewithan old man.

Sir And.As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be,

under the degree of my betters; and yet I will not compare

withan old man.

Sir To.What is thyexcellencein a galliard, knight?

Sir And.Faith, I can cut a caper.

Sir To.And I can cut the mutton to't.

115Sir And.And I think I have the back-trick simplyasstrong as any man in Illyria.

Sir And.And I think I have the back-trick simplyas

strong as any man in Illyria.

Sir To.Wherefore are these things hid? whereforehave these gifts a curtain before 'em? are they like to takedust, like Mistress Mall's picture? why dost thou not go to120church in a galliard and come home in acoranto? Myvery walk should be a jig; I would not so much as makewater but in asink-a-pace. What dost thou mean? Is ita world to hide virtues in? I didthink, by the excellentconstitution of thy leg, it was formed under the star of a125galliard.

Sir To.Wherefore are these things hid? wherefore

have these gifts a curtain before 'em? are they like to take

dust, like Mistress Mall's picture? why dost thou not go to

church in a galliard and come home in acoranto? My

very walk should be a jig; I would not so much as make

water but in asink-a-pace. What dost thou mean? Is it

a world to hide virtues in? I didthink, by the excellent

constitution of thy leg, it was formed under the star of a

galliard.

Sir And.Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent wellin a flame-coloured stock. Shall wesetabout some revels?

Sir And.Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent well

in a flame-coloured stock. Shall wesetabout some revels?

Sir To.What shall we do else? were we not bornunder Taurus?

Sir To.What shall we do else? were we not born

under Taurus?

130Sir And.Taurus!That'ssides and heart.

Sir And.Taurus!That'ssides and heart.

Sir To.No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Let me see theecaper: ha! higher: ha, ha! excellent![Exeunt.

Sir To.No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Let me see thee

caper: ha! higher: ha, ha! excellent![Exeunt.

LINENOTES:Scene III.:Olivia'shouse.] Rowe.[4]o']Capell.aFf.cousin]neiceRowe (ed. 2).[6]except,]Ff.exceptHanmer.before]as beforeRann (Farmer conj.).[11]an]Theobald.andFf.ifPope.[18]any's]anyPope.[20]has]F3 F4.ha'sF1 F2.[23, 24]viol-de-gamboys]viol-de-gamboRowe.[26]indeed, almost]indeed all,mostCollier (Upton conj.).[28]gust]giftMeredith conj.[31]substractors]subtractorsWarburton.[33]that add, moreover,]add, moreover, thatAnon. conj.[36]there is]there'sPope (ed. 2).[37]coystrill]coystrilF4.kestrelHanmer.[39]vulgo]voltoHanmer (Warburton).volgoJohnson.[40]Agueface]Auge-cheekTheobald.[41]Scene iv.Pope.Enter ...] Enter Sir Andrew. Ff.[48]Sir And.]Ma. F1.acquaintance]acquaintance— S. Walker conj. See note(iii).[51]Mary Accost]Rowe.Mary, accostFf.[52, 53]board her]bourd herWhalley conj.bourd with herSteevens conj.[57]An thou let part]Capell.And thou let partF1 F2.And thou let her partF3 F4.If thou let her partPope.An thou let her partTheobald.[59]An]Theobald.AndFf.IfPope.[65]Now]NayS. Walker conj.[74]Fingers']fingersF1 F2.fingerF3 F4.finger'sSteevens.[75][Exit.]Exit Maria. Ff.[79]put me]F1.putF2 F3 F4.[80]has]F4.ha'sF1 F2 F3.[83]An]Theobald.AndFf.IfPope.[85]Pourquoi]Pur-quoyFf.[93, 94]curl by]Theobald.cool myFf.[95]me]weF1.[101, 102]count]Ff.DukeRowe.[104]swear't]sweare tF1.sweareF2.swearF3 F4.swear itTheobald.[108]kickshawses]F3.kicke-chawsesF1 F2.kick-shawsF4.[111]an old man]a noblemanTheobald conj.[112]excellence]excellence?Mason conj.[115][Dances fantastically. Collier (Collier MS.).[120]coranto]Rowe (ed. 2).carrantoFf.[122]sink-a-pace]cinque-paceHanmer.[123]think]not thinkRowe.[127]in a]inWarburton.flame-coloured] Rowe (ed. 2).dam'd colour'dFf.damask-colouredKnight.dun-colour'dCollier MS.damson-colouredPhelps conj.dove-colouredAnon. conj.stock]stockeF1 F2. stocken F3 F4.stockingPope.set]Rowe (ed. 2).sitFf.[130]That's]F3 F4.ThatF1 F2.[132][Sir A. dances again.Collier (Collier MS.).

LINENOTES:

Scene III.:Olivia'shouse.] Rowe.

[4]o']Capell.aFf.

cousin]neiceRowe (ed. 2).

[6]except,]Ff.exceptHanmer.

before]as beforeRann (Farmer conj.).

[11]an]Theobald.andFf.ifPope.

[18]any's]anyPope.

[20]has]F3 F4.ha'sF1 F2.

[23, 24]viol-de-gamboys]viol-de-gamboRowe.

[26]indeed, almost]indeed all,mostCollier (Upton conj.).

[28]gust]giftMeredith conj.

[31]substractors]subtractorsWarburton.

[33]that add, moreover,]add, moreover, thatAnon. conj.

[36]there is]there'sPope (ed. 2).

[37]coystrill]coystrilF4.kestrelHanmer.

[39]vulgo]voltoHanmer (Warburton).volgoJohnson.

[40]Agueface]Auge-cheekTheobald.

[41]Scene iv.Pope.

Enter ...] Enter Sir Andrew. Ff.

[48]Sir And.]Ma. F1.

acquaintance]acquaintance— S. Walker conj. See note(iii).

[51]Mary Accost]Rowe.Mary, accostFf.

[52, 53]board her]bourd herWhalley conj.bourd with herSteevens conj.

[57]An thou let part]Capell.And thou let partF1 F2.And thou let her partF3 F4.If thou let her partPope.An thou let her partTheobald.

[59]An]Theobald.AndFf.IfPope.

[65]Now]NayS. Walker conj.

[74]Fingers']fingersF1 F2.fingerF3 F4.finger'sSteevens.

[75][Exit.]Exit Maria. Ff.

[79]put me]F1.putF2 F3 F4.

[80]has]F4.ha'sF1 F2 F3.

[83]An]Theobald.AndFf.IfPope.

[85]Pourquoi]Pur-quoyFf.

[93, 94]curl by]Theobald.cool myFf.

[95]me]weF1.

[101, 102]count]Ff.DukeRowe.

[104]swear't]sweare tF1.sweareF2.swearF3 F4.swear itTheobald.

[108]kickshawses]F3.kicke-chawsesF1 F2.kick-shawsF4.

[111]an old man]a noblemanTheobald conj.

[112]excellence]excellence?Mason conj.

[115][Dances fantastically. Collier (Collier MS.).

[120]coranto]Rowe (ed. 2).carrantoFf.

[122]sink-a-pace]cinque-paceHanmer.

[123]think]not thinkRowe.

[127]in a]inWarburton.

flame-coloured] Rowe (ed. 2).dam'd colour'dFf.damask-colouredKnight.dun-colour'dCollier MS.damson-colouredPhelps conj.dove-colouredAnon. conj.

stock]stockeF1 F2. stocken F3 F4.stockingPope.

set]Rowe (ed. 2).sitFf.

[130]That's]F3 F4.ThatF1 F2.

[132][Sir A. dances again.Collier (Collier MS.).

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