TPTT Twelfth Night, or What You Will: ACT I
Introduction
ACT I
SCENE I. DUKE ORSINO's palace.
SCENE II. The sea-coast.
SCENE III. OLIVIA'S house.
SCENE IV. DUKE ORSINO's palace.
SCENE V. OLIVIA'S house.
ACT II
ACT III
ACT IV
ACT V
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SCENE II. The sea-coast.
Enter VIOLA, a Captain, and Sailors
VIOLA
      What country, friends, is this?
Captain
      This is Illyria, lady.
VIOLA
      And what should I do in Illyria?
      My brother he is in Elysium.
5     Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?
Captain
      It is perchance that you yourself were saved.
VIOLA
      O my poor brother! and so perchance may he be.
Captain
      True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance,
      Assure yourself, after our ship did split,
10    When you and those poor number saved with you
      Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother,
      Most provident in peril, bind himself,
      Courage and hope both teaching him the practise,
      To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;
15    Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,
      I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves
      So long as I could see.
VIOLA
      For saying so, there's gold:
      Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,
20    Whereto thy speech serves for authority,
      The like of him. Know'st thou this country?
Captain
      Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born
      Not three hours' travel from this very place.
VIOLA
      Who governs here?
Captain
25    A noble duke, in nature as in name.
VIOLA
      What is the name?
Captain
      Orsino.
VIOLA
      Orsino! I have heard my father name him:
      He was a bachelor then.
Captain
30    And so is now, or was so very late;
      For but a month ago I went from hence,
      And then 'twas fresh in murmur,--as, you know,
      What great ones do the less will prattle of,--
      That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.
VIOLA
35    What's she?
Captain
      A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count
      That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her
      In the protection of his son, her brother,
      Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,
40    They say, she hath abjured the company
      And sight of men.
VIOLA
      O that I served that lady
      And might not be delivered to the world,
      Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,
45    What my estate is!
Captain
      That were hard to compass;
      Because she will admit no kind of suit,
      No, not the duke's.
VIOLA
      There is a fair behavior in thee, captain;
50    And though that nature with a beauteous wall
      Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee
      I will believe thou hast a mind that suits
      With this thy fair and outward character.
      I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
55    Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
      For such disguise as haply shall become
      The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:
      Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:
      It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing
60    And speak to him in many sorts of music
      That will allow me very worth his service.
      What else may hap to time I will commit;
      Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.
Captain
      Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:
65    When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.
VIOLA
      I thank thee: lead me on.
Exeunt
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