TPTT Twelfth Night, or What You Will: ACT IV
Introduction
ACT I
ACT II
ACT III
ACT IV
SCENE I. Before OLIVIA's house.
SCENE II. OLIVIA's house.
SCENE III. OLIVIA's garden.
ACT V
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SCENE I. Before OLIVIA's house.
Enter SEBASTIAN and Clown
Clown
      Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?
SEBASTIAN
      Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow:
      Let me be clear of thee.
Clown
      Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you; nor
5     I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come
      speak with her; nor your name is not Master Cesario;
      nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so.
SEBASTIAN
      I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else: Thou
      know'st not me.
Clown
10    Vent my folly! he has heard that word of some
      great man and now applies it to a fool. Vent my
      folly! I am afraid this great lubber, the world,
      will prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy
      strangeness and tell me what I shall vent to my
15    lady: shall I vent to her that thou art coming?
SEBASTIAN
      I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me: There's
      money for thee: if you tarry longer, I shall give
      worse payment.
Clown
      By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men
20    that give fools money get themselves a good
      report--after fourteen years' purchase.
Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH, and FABIAN
SIR ANDREW
      Now, sir, have I met you again? there's for you.
SEBASTIAN
      Why, there's for thee, and there, and there. Are all
      the people mad?
SIR TOBY BELCH
25    Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er the house.
Clown
      This will I tell my lady straight: I would not be
      in some of your coats for two pence.
Exit
SIR TOBY BELCH
      Come on, sir; hold.
SIR ANDREW
      Nay, let him alone: I'll go another way to work
30    with him; I'll have an action of battery against
      him, if there be any law in Illyria: though I
      struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.
SEBASTIAN
      Let go thy hand.
SIR TOBY BELCH
      Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young
35    soldier, put up your iron: you are well fleshed; come on.
SEBASTIAN
      I will be free from thee. What wouldst thou now? If
      thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
SIR TOBY BELCH
      What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two
      of this malapert blood from you.
Enter OLIVIA
OLIVIA
40    Hold, Toby; on thy life I charge thee, hold!
SIR TOBY BELCH
      Madam!
OLIVIA
      Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
      Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
      Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my sight!
45    Be not offended, dear Cesario.
      Rudesby, be gone!

Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN

      I prithee, gentle friend,
      Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
      In this uncivil and thou unjust extent
50    Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
      And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
      This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou thereby
      Mayst smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go:
      Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me,
55    He started one poor heart of mine in thee.
SEBASTIAN
      What relish is in this? how runs the stream?
      Or I am mad, or else this is a dream:
      Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;
      If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
OLIVIA
60    Nay, come, I prithee; would thou'ldst be ruled by me!
SEBASTIAN
      Madam, I will.
OLIVIA
      O, say so, and so be!
Exeunt
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