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gartering； but what of that？ If it please the eye of one； it is with me as the
very true sonnet is： 'Please one and please all。' OLIVIA。 Why； how dost
thou； man？ What is the matter with thee？ MALVOLIO。 Not black in my
mind； though yellow in my legs。 It did come to his hands； and commands
shall be executed。 I think we do know the sweet Roman hand。 OLIVIA。
Wilt thou go to bed； Malvolio？ MALVOLIO。 To bed？ Ay； sweetheart； and
I'll come to thee。 OLIVIA。 God comfort thee！ Why dost thou smile so； and
kiss thy hand so oft？ MARIA。 How do you； Malvolio？ MALVOLIO。 At
your request？ Yes； nightingales answer daws！ MARIA。 Why appear you
with this ridiculous boldness before my lady？ MALVOLIO。 'Be not afraid
of greatness。' 'Twas well writ。 OLIVIA。 What mean'st thou by that；
Malvolio？ AIALVOLIO。 'Some are born great；'… OLIVIA。 Ha？
MALVOLIO。 'Some achieve greatness；'… OLIVIA。 What say'st thou？
MALVOLIO。 'And some have greatness thrust upon them。' OLIVIA。
Heaven restore thee！ MALVOLIO。 'Remember who commended thy
yellow stockings；'… OLIVIA。 'Thy yellow stockings？' MALVOLIO。 'And
wish'd to see thee cross…garterd。' OLIVIA。 'Cross…garter'd？' MALVOLIO。
'Go to； thou an made； if thou desir'st to be so'；… OLIVIA。 Am I made？
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MALVOLIO。 'If not； let me see thee a servant still。' OLIVIA。 Why； this is
very midsummer madness。
Enter SERVANT SERVANT。 Madam； the young gentleman of the
Count Orsino's is return'd； I could hardly entreat him back； he attends your
ladyship's pleasure。 OLIVIA。 I'll come to him。 ＇Exit SERVANT＇ Good
Maria； let this fellow be look'd to。 Where's my cousin Toby？ Let some of
my people have a special care of him； I would not have him miscarry for
the half of my dowry。 Exeunt OLIVIA and MARIA MALVOLIO。 O； ho！
do you come near me now？ No worse man than Sir Toby to look to me！
This concurs directly with the letter： she sends him on purpose； that I may
appear stubborn to him； for she incites me to that in the letter。 'Cast thy
humble slough；' says she。 'Be opposite with kinsman； surly with servants；
let thy tongue tang with arguments of state； put thyself into the trick of
singularity' and consequently sets down the manner how； as： a sad face； a
reverend carriage； a slow tongue； in the habit of some sir of note； and so
forth。 I have lim'd her； but it is Jove's doing； and Jove make me thankful！
And when she went away now… 'Let this fellow be look'd to。' 'Fellow；' not
'Malvolio' nor after my degree； but 'fellow。' Why； everything adheres
together； that no dram of a scruple； no scruple of a scruple； no obstacle； no
incredulous or unsafe circumstance… What can be said？ Nothing that can
be can come between me and the full prospect of my hopes。 Well； Jove；
not I； is the doer of this； and he is to be thanked。
Re…enter MARIA； with SIR TOBY and FABIAN
SIR TOBY。 Which way is he； in the name of sanctity？ If all the devils
of hell be drawn in little； and Legion himself possess'd him； yet I'll speak
to him。 FABIAN。 Here he is； here he is。 How is't with you； sir？ SIR TOBY。
How is't with you； man？ MALVOLIO。 Go off； I discard you。 Let me enjoy
my private； go off。 MARIA。 Lo； how hollow the fiend speaks within him！
Did not I tell you？ Sir Toby； my lady prays you to have a care of him。
MALVOLIO。 Ah； ha！ does she so？ SIR TOBY。 Go to； go to； peace； peace；
we must deal gently with him。 Let me alone。 How do you； Malvolio？ How
is't with you？ What； man； defy the devil； consider； he's an enemy to
mankind。 MALVOLIO。 Do you know what you say？ MARIA。 La you； an
you speak ill of the devil； how he takes it at heart！ Pray God he be not
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bewitched。 FABIAN。 Carry his water to th' wise woman。 MARIA。 Marry；
and it shall be done to…morrow morning； if I live。 My lady would not lose
him for more than I'll say。 MALVOLIO。 How now； mistress！ MARIA。 O
Lord！ SIR TOBY。 Prithee hold thy peace； this is not the way。 Do you not
see you move him？ Let me alone with him。 FABIAN。 No way but
gentleness… gently； gently。 The fiend is rough； and will not be roughly us'd。
SIR TOBY。 Why； how now； my bawcock！ How dost thou； chuck？
MALVOLIO。 Sir！ SIR TOBY。 Ay； Biddy； come with me。 What； man； 'tis
not for gravity to play at cherrypit with Satan。 Hang him； foul collier！
MARIA。 Get him to say his prayers； good Sir Toby； get him to pray。
MALVOLIO。 My prayers； minx！ MARIA。 No； I warrant you； he will not
hear of godliness。 MALVOLIO。 Go； hang yourselves all！ You are idle
shallow things； I am not of your element； you shall know more hereafter。
Exit SIR TOBY。 Is't possible？ FABIAN。 If this were play'd upon a stage
now； I could condemn it as an improbable fiction。 SIR TOBY。 His very
genius hath taken the infection of the device； man。 MARIA。 Nay； pursue
him now； lest the device take air and taint。 FABIAN。 Why； we shall make
him mad indeed。 MARIA。 The house will be the quieter。 SIR TOBY。
Come； we'll have him in a dark room and bound。 My niece is already in
the belief that he's mad。 We may carry it thus； for our pleasure and his
penance； till our very pastime； tired out of breath； prompt us to have mercy
on him； at which time we will bring the device to the bar and crown thee
for a finder of madmen。 But see； but see。
Enter SIR ANDREW FABIAN。 More matter for a May morning。
AGUECHEEK。 Here's the challenge； read it。 I warrant there's vinegar and
pepper in't。 FABIAN。 Is't so saucy？ AGUECHEEK。 Ay； is't； I warrant him；
do but read。 SIR TOBY。 Give me。 ＇Reads＇ 'Youth； whatsoever thou art；
thou art but a scurvy fellow。' FABIAN。 Good and valiant。 SIR TOBY。
＇Reads＇ 'Wonder not； nor admire not in thy mind； why I do call thee so； for
I will show thee no reason for't。' FABIAN。 A good note； that keeps you
from the blow of the law。 SIR TOBY。 ＇Reads＇ 'Thou com'st to the Lady
Olivia； and in my sight she uses thee kindly； but thou liest in thy throat；
that is not the matter I challenge thee for。' FABIAN。 Very brief； and to
exceeding good sense… less。 SIR TOBY。 ＇Reads＇ 'I will waylay thee going
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