Oliv. Open't, and read it. Clown. Look then to be well edified, when the fool delivers the madman-By the lord, madam- [Reads. Oliv. How now, art mad! Clown. No, madam, I do but read madness. [TO FABIAN. Fab. [Reads.] By the lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world shall know it; though you have put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses, as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter, that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not, but to do myself much right, or you much shame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury. The madly used MALVOLIO. Oliv. Did he write this? Clown. Ay, madam. Oliv. See him delivered, Fabian; bring him hither. My lord, so please you, these things further thought on, To think me as well a sister, as a wife, One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you, Here at my house. Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace your offer. Your master quits you; and, for your service done him, Here is my hand; you shall from this time be Your master's mistress. Oliv. A sister? you are she. Enter MALVOLIO. Duke. Is this the madman? Oliv. Ay, my lord, this same: How now, Malvolio? Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, notorious wrong. H Oliv. Have I, Malvolio? no. Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter. You must not now deny it is your hand: Write from it, if you can, in hand or phrase ;' Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention. Oliv. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, Though, I confess, much like the character: But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand. And, now I do bethink me, it was she First told me, thou wast mad! Pr'ythee, be content; This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee; Fab. Good madam, hear me speak; And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, The letter, at Sir Toby's great importance; Oliv. Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee! Clown. Why," Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust. upon them." I was one, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir; but that's all one :-"By the lord, fool, I am not mad:" But do you remember, madam,-" Why laugh you at such a barren rascal? and you smile not, he's gagged: and thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you! [Exit. Duke. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace:He hath not told us of the captain yet; When that is known, and golden time convents, 1 A solemn combination shall be made Of our dear souls. Mean time, sweet sister, Antonio, thou hast well deserv'd our thanks, (For so you shall be, while you are a man ;) CLOWN sings. When that I was a little tiny boy, For the rain it raineth every day. With hey, ho, &c. 'Gainst knaves and thieves, men shut their gate, For the rain, &c. But when I came, alas! to wive, With hey, ho, &c. By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain, &c. But when I came unto my beds, With hey, ho, &c. With toss-pots still had drunken heads, For the rain, &c. A great while ago the world begun, But that's all one, our play is done; And we'll strive to please you every day. [Exeunt omnes. THE END. |