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Reference: Z4r - Comedies, p. 271

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Twelfe Night, or, What you will.

in such a gowne. I am not tall enough to become the

function well, nor leane enough to bee thought a good

Studient: but to be said an honest man and a good hous­

[1920]

keeper goes as fairely, as to say, a carefull man, & a great

scholler. The Competitors enter.

Enter Toby. To.

Ioue blesse thee M. Parson.

Clo.

Bonos dies sir Toby: for as the old hermit of Prage

that neuer saw pen and inke, very wittily sayd to a Neece

[1925]

of King Gorbodacke, that that is, is: so I being M. Parson,

am M. Parson; for what is that, but that? and is, but is?

To.

To him sir Topas.

Clow.

What hoa, I say, Peace in this prison.

To.

The knaue counterfets well: a good knaue.

Maluolio within. Mal.
[1930]

Who cals there?

Clo.

Sir Topas the Curate, who comes to visit Maluo­ lio the Lunaticke.

Mal.

Sir Topas, sir Topas, good sir Topas goe to my

Ladie.

Clo.
[1935]

Out hyperbolicall fiend, how vexest thou this

man? Talkest thou nothing but of Ladies ?

Tob.

Well said M. Parson.

Mal.

Sir Topas, neuer was man thus wronged, good

sir Topas do not thinke I am mad: they haue layde mee

[1940]

heere in hideous darknesse.

Clo.

Fye, thou dishonest sathan: I call thee by the

most modest termes, for I am one of those gentle ones,

that will vse the diuell himselfe with curtesie: sayst thou

that house is darke?

Mal.
[1945]

As hell sir Topas.

Clo.

Why it hath bay Windowes transparant as bari­

cadoes, and the cleere stores toward the South north, are

as lustrous as Ebony: and yet complainest thou of ob­

struction?

Mal.
[1950]

I am not mad sir Topas, I say to you this house is

darke,

Clo.

Madman thou errest: I say there is no darknesse

but ignorance, in which thou art more puzel'd then the

Ægyptians in their fogge.

Mal.
[1955]

I say this house is as darke as Ignorance, thogh

Ignorance were as darke as hell; and I say there was ne­

uer man thus abus'd, I am no more madde then you are,

make the triall of it in any constant question.

Clo.

What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning

[1960]

Wilde‑fowle?

Mal.

That the soule of our grandam, might happily

inhabite a bird.

Clo.

What thinkst thou of his opinion ?

Mal.

I thinke nobly of the soule, and no way aproue

[1965]

his opinion.

Clo.

Fare thee well: remaine thou still in darkenesse,

thou shalt hold th' opinion of Pythagoras, ere I will allow

of thy wits, and feare to kill a Woodcocke, lest thou dis­

possesse the soule of thy grandam. Fare thee well.

Mal.
[1970]

Sir Topas, sir Topas.

Tob.

My most exquisite sir Topas.

Clo.

Nay I am for all waters.

Mar.

Thou mightst haue done this without thy berd

and gowne, he sees thee not.

To.
[1975]

To him in thine owne voyce, and bring me word

how thou findst him: I would we were well ridde of this

knauery. If he may bee conueniently deliuer'd, I would

he were, for I am now so farre in offence with my Niece,

that I cannot pursue with any safety this sport the vppe­

[1980]

shot. Come by and by to my Chamber.

Exit

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Clo.

Hey Robin, iolly Robin, tell me how thy Lady

does.

Mal.

Foole.

Clo.

My Lady is vnkind, perdie.

Mal.
[1985]

Foole.

Clo.

Alas why is she so?

Mal.

Foole, I say.

Clo.

She loues another. Who calles, ha?

Mal.

Good foole, as euer thou wilt deserue well at

[1990]

my hand, helpe me to a Candle, and pen, inke, and paper:

as I am a Gentleman, I will liue to bee thankefull to thee

for't.

Clo.

M. Maluolio?

Mal.

I good Foole.

Clo.
[1995]

Alas sir, how fell you besides your fiue witts?

Mall.

Foole, there was neuer man so notoriouslie a­

bus'd: I am as well in my wits (foole) as thou art.

Clo.

But as well: then you are mad indeede, if you be

no better in your wits then a foole.

Mal.
[2000]

They haue heere propertied me: keepe mee in

darkenesse, send Ministers to me, Asses, and doe all they

can to face me out of my wits.

Clo.

Aduise you what you say: the Minister is heere.

Maluolio, Maluolio, thy wittes the heauens restore: en­

[2005]

deauour thy selfe to sleepe, and leaue thy vaine bibble

babble.

Mal.

Sir Topas.

Clo.

Maintaine no words with him good fellow.

Who I sir, not I sir. God buy you good sir Topas: Mar­

[2010]

ry Amen. I will sir, I will.

Mal.

Foole, foole, foole I say.

Clo.

Alas sir be patient. What say you sir, I am shent

for speaking to you.

Mal.

Good foole, helpe me to some light, and some

[2015]

paper, I tell thee I am as well in my wittes, as any man in

Illyria.

Clo.

Well‑a‑day, that you were sir.

Mal.

By this hand I am: good foole, some inke, pa­

per, and light: and conuey what I will set downe to my

[2020]

Lady: it shall aduantage thee more, then euer the bea­

ring of Letter did.

Clo.

I will help you too't. But tel me true, are you not

mad indeed, or do you but counterfeit.

Mal.

Beleeue me I am not, I tell thee true.

Clo.
[2025]

Nay, Ile nere beleeue a madman till I see his brains

I will fetch you light, and paper, and inke.

Mal.

Foole, Ile requite it in the highest degree:

I prethee be gone.

Clo. I am gone sir, and anon sir,
[2030]
Ile be with you againe: In a trice, like to the old vice, your neede to sustaine. Who with dagger of lath, in his rage and his wrath, cries ah ha, to the diuell:
[2035]
Like a mad lad, paire thy nayles dad, Adieu good man diuell.
Exit
Scæna Tertia. [Act 4, Scene 3] Enter Sebastian. This is the ayre, that is the glorious Sunne, This pearle she gaue me, I do feel't, and see't, And though tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Yet

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Scæna Tertia. [Act 4, Scene 3] Enter Sebastian. This is the ayre, that is the glorious Sunne, This pearle she gaue me, I do feel't, and see't, And though tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
[2040]
Yet 'tis not madnesse. Where's Anthonio then, I could not finde him at the Elephant, Yet there he was, and there I found this credite, That he did range the towne to seeke me out, His councell now might do me golden seruice,
[2045]
For though my soule disputes well with my sence, That this may be some error, but no madnesse, Yet doth this accident and flood of Fortune, So farre exceed all instance, all discourse, That I am readie to distrust mine eyes,
[2050]
And wrangle with my reason that perswades me To any other trust, but that I am mad, Or else the Ladies mad; yet if 'twere so, She could not sway her house, command her followers, Take, and giue backe affayres, and their dispatch,
[2055]
With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing As I perceiue she do's: there's something in't That is deceiueable. But heere the Lady comes.
Enter Oliuia, and Priest. Ol. Blame not this haste of mine: if you meane well Now go with me, and with this holy man
[2060]
Into the Chantry by: there before him, And vnderneath that consecrated roofe, Plight me the full assurance of your faith, That my most iealious, and too doubtfull soule May liue at peace. He shall conceale it,
[2065]
Whiles you are willing it shall come to note, What time we will our celebration keepe According to my birth, what do you say?
Seb. Ile follow this good man, and go with you, And hauing sworne truth, euer will be true. Ol.
[2070]
Then lead the way good father, & heauens so shine, That they may fairely note this acte of mine.
Exeunt.
 

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