1919Clo. Will you make me beleeue, that I am not sent for

1920you?

1921Seb. Go too, go too, thou art a foolish fellow,

1922Let me be cleere of thee.

1923Clo. Well held out yfaith: No, I do not know you,

1924nor I am not sent to you by my Lady, to bid you come

1925speake with her: nor your name is not Master Cesario,

1926nor this is not my nose neyther: Nothing that is so, is so.

1927Seb. I prethee vent thy folly some-where else, thou

1928know'st not me.

1929Clo. Vent my folly: He has heard that word of some

1930great man, and now applyes it to a foole. Vent my fol-

1931ly: I am affraid this great lubber the World will proue a

1932Cockney: I prethee now vngird thy strangenes, and tell

1933me what I shall vent to my Lady? Shall I vent to hir that

1934thou art comming?

1935Seb. I prethee foolish greeke depart from me, there's

1936money for thee, if you tarry longer, I shall giue worse

1937paiment.

1938Clo. By my troth thou hast an open hand: these Wise-

1939men that giue fooles money, get themselues a good re-

1940port, after foureteene yeares purchase.

1942And. Now sir, haue I met you again: ther's for you.

1943Seb. Why there's for thee, and there, and there,

1944Are all the people mad?

1945To. Hold sir, or Ile throw your dagger ore the house.

1946Clo. This will I tell my Lady straight, I would not be

1947in some of your coats for two pence.

1948To. Come on sir, hold.

1949An. Nay let him alone, Ile go another way to worke

1950with him: Ile haue an action of Battery against him, if

1951there be any law in Illyria: though I stroke him first, yet

1952it's no matter for that.

1953Seb. Let go thy hand.

1954To. Come sir, I will not let you go. Come my yong

1955souldier put vp your yron: you are well flesh'd: Come

1956on.

1957Seb. I will be free from thee. What wouldst y^u now?

1958If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword.

1959To. What, what? Nay then I must haue an Ounce or

1960two of this malapert blood from you.

1962Ol. Hold Toby, on thy life I charge thee hold.

1963To. Madam.

1964Ol. Will it be euer thus? Vngracious wretch,

1965Fit for the Mountaines, and the barbarous Caues,

1966Where manners nere were preach'd: out of my sight.

1967Be not offended, deere Cesario:

1968Rudesbey be gone. I prethee gentle friend,

1969Let thy fayre wisedome, not thy passion sway

1970In this vnciuill, and vniust extent

1971Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,

1972And heare thou there how many fruitlesse prankes

1973This Ruffian hath botch'd vp, that thou thereby

1974Mayst smile at this: Thou shalt not choose but goe:

1975Do not denie, beshrew his soule for mee,

1976He started one poore heart of mine, in thee.

1977Seb. What rellish is in this? How runs the streame?

1978Or I am mad, or else this is a dreame:

1979Let fancie still my sense in Lethe steepe,

1980If it be thus to dreame, still let me sleepe.

1981Ol. Nay come I prethee, would thoud'st be rul'd by me

1982Seb. Madam, I will.

1983Ol. O say so, and so be. Exeunt