Oli. O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted; I will give out divers schedules of my beauty: It shall be inventoried; and every particle and utensil labelled to my will: : as, item, two lips indifferent red; item, two gray eyes, with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth. Were you sent hither to 'praise 19 me? Vio. I see you what you are: you are too proud; But, if you were the devil, you are fair. My lord and master loves you; O, such love Oli. How does he love me? Vio. With adorations, with fertile tears, Yet I suppose him virtuous, know him noble, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons 21 of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air 22 19 i. e. appraise. 21 Cantos, verses. 20 Well spoken of by the world. 22 A most beautiful expression for an echo. Cry out, Olivia! O, you should not rest Oli. You might do much: What is your parentage? I am a gentleman. Oli. Get you to your lord; I cannot love him: let him send no more; Love make his heart of flint, that you shall love; And let your fervour, like my master's, be Plac'd in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty. [Exit. Oli. What is your parentage? Above my fortunes, yet my state is well: I am a gentleman.-I'll be sworn thou art, Unless the master were the man.- -How now? Mal. Re-enter MALVOLIO. : Here, madam, at your service. Oli. Run after that same peevish messenger, The county's 25 man: he left this ring behind him, Would I, or not; tell him, I'll none of it. Desire him not to flatter with his lord, 23 Messenger. 24 Proclamation of gentility. 25 Count. Nor hold him up with hopes! I am not for him: Mine 26 [Exit. Oli. I do I know not what: and fear to find eye too great a flatterer for mind 2 my Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not owe ; What is decreed, must be; and be this so! [Exit. ACT II. SCENE I. The Sea Coast. Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN. Ant. Will you stay no longer? nor will you not, that I go with you? Seb. By your patience, no: my stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave, that I may bear my evils alone: It were a bad recompense for your love, to lay any of them on you. Ant. Let me yet know of you, whither you are bound. Seb. No, 'sooth, sir; my determinate voyage is mere extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent a touch of modesty, that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keep in; therefore it 26 i. e. she fears that her eyes had formed so flattering an idea of the supposed youth Cesario, that she should not have strength of mind sufficient to resist the impression. 27 i. e. we are not our own masters, we cannot govern ourselves, owe for own, possess. charges me in manners the rather to express1 myself. You must know of me, then, Antonio, my name is Sebastian, which I called Rodorigo: my father was that Sebastian of Messaline, whom, I know, you have heard of: he left behind him myself, and a sister, both born in an hour. If the heavens had been pleased, 'would we had so ended! but, you, sir, altered that; for, some hour before you took me from the breach of the sea, was my sister drowned. Ant. Alas, the day! Seb. A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful: but, though I could not, with such estimable wonder, overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish her, she bore a mind that envy could not but call fair: she is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more1. me Ant. Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment. Seb. O, good Antonio, forgive me your trouble. Ant. If you will not murder me for my love, let be your servant. Seb. If you will not undo what you have done, that is, kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not. Fare ye well at once; my bosom is full of kindness; and I am yet so near the manners of my mother, that upon the least occasion more, mine eyes will tell tales of me. I am bound to the count Orsino's court: farewell. [Exit. 1 Reveal, 2 Probably intended for Metelin, an island in the Archipelago. 3 i. e. esteeming wonder, or wonder and esteem. 4 There is a similar false thought in Hamlet: 'Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, So, in Henry V. Act v. Sc, 6. And all my mother came into my eyes.' Ant. The gentleness of all the gods go with thee! I have many enemies in Orsino's court, Else would I very shortly see thee there: But, come what may, I do adore thee so, SCENE II. A Street. Enter VIOLA; MALVOLIO following. Mal. Were not you even now with the countess Olivia? Vio. Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since arrived but hither. Mal. She returns this ring to you, sir; you might have saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself. She adds moreover, that you should put your lord into a desperate assurance she will none of him: And one thing more; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs, unless it be to report your lord's taking of this. Receive it so. Vio. She took the ring of me!—I'll none of it. Mal, Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her will is, it should be so returned: if it be worth stooping for, there it lies in your eye; if not, [Exit. be it his that finds it. Vio. I left no ring with her: What means this lady? She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion None of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none. 1 i. e. the fixed and eager view she took of me perverted the use of her tongue, and made her talk distractedly. |