Mal. [Within.] Sir Topas! Sir Topas! Mal. [Within.] Thou might'st have done this without thy beard and gown; he sees thee not. Sir T. To him, in thine own voice, and bring me word how thou find'st him, [Exit, with MARIA. Clown. [Singing.] Hey Robin, jolly Robin, tell how my lady does. Mal. [Within.] Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and paper; as I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee for't. Clown. Master Malvolio! Mal. [Within.] Ay, good fool! Clown. Alas, sir, how fell you beside your five, wits? Mal. [Within.] Fool, there never was man so notoriously abused! I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art. Clown. But as well! then thou art mad, indeed, if you be no better in your wits than a fool! Mal. [Within.] Good fool, some ink, paper, and light; and convey what I set down to my lady; It shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did. Clown. I will help you to't. But, tell me true, are you not mad, indeed, or do you but counterfeit ? Mal. [Within.] Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. Clown. Nay, I'll ne'er believe a madman, till I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and paper, and ink. Mal. [Within.] Fool, I'll requite it in the highest. degree; 1 pr'ythee, begone! Clown. [Singing.] I am gone, sir, and anon, sir, "I'll be with you again. [Exit. SCENE I. OLIVIA'S Garden. Enter SEBASTIAN. Seb. This is the air; that is the glorious sun; - His counsel now, might do me golden service :- eyes, And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me Or else the lady's mad.-But here the lady comes. Enter OLIVIA and PRIEST. Oliv. Blame not this haste of mine: If you mean well, Now go with me, and with this holy man, Seb. I'll follow this good man, and go with you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. Oliv. Then lead the way, good father; heavens so shine, And That they may fairly note this act of mine! [Exeunt. ACT THE FIFTH. SCENE I. The Street. Enter CLOWN and FABIAN. Fab. Now, as thou lov'st me, let me see his letter. Clown. Good Master Fabian, grant me another request. Fab. Any thing. Clown. Do not desire to see this letter. Fab. This is, to give a dog, and, in recompense, desire my dog again. Enter DUKE und VIOLA. Duke. Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends? Clown. Ay, sir; we are some of her trappings. Duke. I know thee well; How dost thou, my good fellow? Clown. Truly, sir, the better for my fo, and the worse for my friends. Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends. Clown. No, sir, the worse. Duke. How can that be? Clown. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now, my foes tell me plainly, I am an ass: so that, by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and, by my friends, I am abused. 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! Clown. By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends. Duke. Thou shalt not be the worse for me. There's gold. Clown. But, that it would be double dealing, sir, I would, you could make it another! Duke. O, you give me ill counsel. Clown. Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it. Duke. Well, I will be so much a sinner, to be a double dealer;-there's another. Clown. Primo, secundo, tertio, is a good play; and the old saying is, the third pays for all: the triplet, sir, is a good tripping measure: or the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may put you in mind, One, two, three. 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. Clown. Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty, till I come again. I go, sir; but I would not have you to think, that my desire of having, is the sin of covetousness; but, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, and I will awake it anon. [Exit. Enter ANTONIO and OFFICERS. Viola. Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me. Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd As black as Vulcan, in the smoke of war: For shallow draught, and bulk, unprizable; With the most noble bottom of our fleet, Cried fame and honour on him.-What's the matter? 1 Offi. Orsino, this is that Antonio, That took the Phoenix and her freight from Candy; Viola. He did me kindness, sir; drew on my side e; Duke. Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies, Whom thou, in terms so bloody, and so dear, Hast made thine enemies? Ant. Orsino, noble sir, Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you give me : Though, I confess, on base and ground enough, While one would wink: denied me mine own purse, Not half an hour before, Viola. How can this be? Duke. When came he to this town? Ant. To-day, my lord; and for three months be fore, |