1016Enter Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Fabian. 1017To. Come thy wayes Signior
Fabian.
1018Fab. Nay Ile come: if I loo
se a
scruple of this
sport,
1019let me be boyl'd to death with Melancholly.
1020To. Would
st thou not be glad to haue the niggard
- 1021ly Ra
scally
sheepe-biter, come by
some notable
shame?
1022Fa. I would exult man: you know he brought me out
1023o'fauour with my Lady, about a Beare-baiting heere.
1024To. To anger him wee'l haue the Beare againe, and
1025we will foole him blacke and blew,
shall we not
sir
An- 1027An. And we do not, it is pittie of our liues.
1029To. Heere comes the little villaine: How now my
1031Mar. Get ye all three into the box tree:
Maluolio's 1032comming downe this walke, he has beene yonder i'the
1033Sunne pra
cti
sing behauiour to his own
shadow this halfe
1034houre: ob
serue him for the loue of Mockerie: for I know
1035this Letter wil make a contemplatiue Ideot of him. Clo
se
1036in the name of iea
sting, lye thou there: for heere comes
1037the Trowt, that mu
st be caught with tickling.
Exit 1039Mal. 'Tis but Fortune, all is fortune.
Maria once
1040told me
she did a
ffe
ct me, and I haue heard her
self come
1041thus neere, that
should
shee fancie, it
should bee one of
1042my comple
ction. Be
sides
she v
ses me with a more ex
- 1043alted re
spe
ct, then any one el
se that followes her. What
1044should I thinke on't?
1045To. Heere's an ouer-weening rogue.
1046Fa. Oh peace: Contemplation makes a rare Turkey
1047Cocke of him, how he iets vnder his aduanc'd plumes.
1048And. Slight I could
so beate the Rogue.
1050Mal. To be Count
Maluolio.
1052An. Pi
stoll him, pi
stoll him.
1054Mal. There is example for't: The Lady of the
Stra- 1055chy, married the yeoman of the wardrobe.
1056An. Fie on him Iezabel.
1057Fa. O peace, now he's deepely in: looke how imagi
- 1059Mal. Hauing beene three moneths married to her,
1061To. O for a
stone-bow to hit him in the eye.
1062Mal. Calling my O
fficers about me, in my branch'd
1063Veluet gowne: hauing come from a day bedde, where I
1064haue left
Oliuia sleeping.
1065To. Fire and Brim
stone.
1067Mal. And then to haue the humor of
state: and after
1068a demure trauaile of regard: telling them I knowe my
1069place, as I would they
should doe theirs: to a
ske for my
1071To. Boltes and
shackles.
1072Fa. Oh peace, peace, peace, now, now.
1073Mal. Seauen of my people with an obedient
start,
1074make out for him: I frowne the while, and perchance
1075winde vp my watch, or play with my
some rich Iewell:
1076Toby approaches; curt
sies there to me.
1077To. Shall this fellow liue?
1078Fa. Though our
silence be drawne from vs with cars,
1080Mal. I extend my hand to him thus: quenching my
1081familiar
smile with an au
stere regard of controll.
1082To. And do's not
Toby take you a blow o'the lippes,
1084Mal. Saying, Co
sine
Toby, my Fortunes hauing ca
st 1085me on your Neece, giue me this prerogatiue of
speech.
1087Mal. You mu
st amend your drunkenne
sse.
1089Fab. Nay patience, or we breake the
sinewes of our
1091Mal. Be
sides you wa
ste the trea
sure of your time,
1092with a fooli
sh knight.
1093And. That's mee I warrant you.
1095And. I knew 'twas I, for many do call mee foole.
1096Mal. What employment haue we heere?
1097Fa. Now is the Woodcocke neere the gin.
1098To. Oh peace, and the
spirit of humors intimate rea
- 1100Mal. By my life this is my Ladies hand: the
se bee her
1101very
C's, her
V's, and her
T's, and thus makes
shee her
1102great
P's. It is in contempt of que
stion her hand.
1103An. Her
C's, her
V's, and her
T's: why that?
1104Mal. To the vnknowne belou'd, this, and my good Wishes: 1105Her very Phra
ses: By your leaue wax. Soft, and the im
- 1106pre
ssure her
Lucrece, with which
she v
ses to
seale: tis my
1107Lady: To whom
should this be?
1108Fab. This winnes him, Liuer and all.
Mal.
264 Twelfe Night, or, What you will.
1109Mal. Ioue knowes I loue, but who, Lips do not mooue, no 1110man must know. No man mu
st know. What followes?
1111The numbers alter'd: No man mu
st know,
1112If this
should be thee
Maluolio?
1113To. Marrie hang thee brocke.
1114Mal. I may command where I adore, but silence like a Lu- 1116 With bloodlesse stroke my heart doth gore, M.O.A.I. doth 1118Fa. A fu
stian riddle.
1119To. Excellent Wench,
say I.
1120Mal. M.O.A.I. doth
sway my life. Nay but
fir
st 1121let me
see, let me
see, let me
see.
1122Fab. What di
sh a poy
son has
she dre
st him?
1123To. And with what wing the
stallion checkes at it?
1124Mal. I may command, where I adore: Why
shee may
1125command me: I
serue her,
she is my Ladie. Why this is
1126euident to any formall capacitie. There is no ob
stru
ction
1127in this, and the end: What
should that Alphabeticall po
- 1128sition portend, if I could make that re
semble
something
1129in me? Softly,
M.O.A.I. 1130To. O I, make vp that, he is now at a cold
sent.
1131Fab. Sowter will cry vpon't for all this, though it bee
1133Mal. M.
Maluolio, M. why that begins my name.
1134Fab. Did not I
say he would worke it out, the Curre
1135is excellent at faults.
1136Mal. M. But then there is no con
sonancy in the
sequell
1137that
su
ffers vnder probation:
A. should follow, but
O.
1139Fa. And
O shall end, I hope.
1140To. I, or Ile cudgell him, and make him cry
O.
1141Mal. And then
I. comes behind.
1142Fa. I, and you had any eye behinde you, you might
1143see more detra
ction at your heeles, then Fortunes before
1145Mal. M,O,A,I. This
simulation is not as the former:
1146and yet to cru
sh this a little, it would bow to mee, for e
- 1147uery one of the
se Letters are in my name. Soft, here fol
- 1148lowes pro
se:
If this fall into thy hand, reuolue. In my
stars
1149I am aboue thee, but be not a
ffraid of greatne
sse: Some
1150are become great,
some atcheeues greatne
sse, and
some
1151haue greatne
sse thru
st vppon em. Thy fates open theyr
1152hands, let thy blood and
spirit embrace them, and to in
- 1153vre thy
selfe to what thou art like to be: ca
st thy humble
1154slough, and appeare fre
sh. Be oppo
site with a kin
sman,
1155surly with
seruants: Let thy tongue tang arguments of
1156state; put thy
selfe into the tricke of
singularitie. Shee
1157thus adui
ses thee, that
sighes for thee. Remember who
1158commended thy yellow
stockings, and wi
sh'd to
see thee
1159euer cro
sse garter'd: I
say remember, goe too, thou art
1160made if thou de
sir'
st to be
so: If not, let me
see thee a
ste
- 1161ward
still, the fellow of
seruants, and not woorthie to
1162touch Fortunes
fingers Farewell, Shee that would alter
1163seruices with thee, tht fortunate vnhappy daylight and
1164champian di
scouers not more: This is open, I will bee
1165proud, I will reade politicke Authours, I will ba
ffle Sir
1166Toby, I will wa
sh o
ff gro
sse acquaintance, I will be point
1167deui
se, the very man. I do not now foole my
selfe, to let
1168imagination iade mee; for euery rea
son excites to this,
1169that my Lady loues me. She did commend my yellow
1170stockings of late,
shee did prai
se my legge being cro
sse
- 1171garter'd, and in this
she manife
sts her
selfe to my loue, &
1172with a kinde of iniun
ction driues mee to the
se habites of
1173her liking. I thanke my
starres, I am happy: I will bee
1174strange,
stout, in yellow
stockings, and cro
sse Garter'd,
1175euen with the
swiftne
sse of putting on. Ioue, and my
1176starres be prai
sed. Heere is yet a po
stscript.
Thou canst 1177not choose but know who I am. If thou entertainst my loue, let 1178it appeare in thy smiling, thy smiles become thee well. There- 1179fore in my presence still smile, deero my sweete, I prethee. Ioue
1180I thanke thee, I will
smile, I wil do euery thing that thou
1182Fab. I will not giue my part of this
sport for a pen
si- 1183on of thou
sands to be paid from the Sophy.
1184To. I could marry this wench for this deuice.
1186To. And a
ske no other dowry with her, but
such ano
- 1190Fab. Heere comes my noble gull catcher.
1191To. Wilt thou
set thy foote o'my necke.
1192An. Or o'mine either?
1193To. Shall I play my freedome at tray-trip, and becom
1195An. Ifaith, or I either?
1196Tob. Why, thou ha
st put him in
such a dreame, that
1197when the image of it leaues him, he mu
st run mad.
1198Ma. Nay but
say true, do's it worke vpon him?
1199To. Like Aqua vite with a Midwife.
1200Mar. If you will then
see the fruites of the
sport, mark
1201his
fir
st approach before my Lady: hee will come to her
1202in yellow
stockings, and 'tis a colour
she abhorres, and
1203cro
sse garter'd, a fa
shion
shee dete
sts: and hee will
smile
1204vpon her, which will now be
so vn
suteable to her di
spo
- 1205sition, being addi
cted to a melancholly, as
shee is, that it
1206cannot but turn him into a notable contempt: if you wil
1208To. To the gates of Tartar, thou mo
st excellent diuell
1210And. Ile make one too.
Exeunt.