Sir To. Will you help an afs-head, and a cox-Nor are you therein, by my life, deceiv'd, comb, and a knave; a thin-fac'd knave, a gull!

[Exeunt Clown, Sir Toby, and Sir Andrew. Oli. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to. Enter Sebaftian.

You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.

Duke. Be not amaz'd; right noble is his blood.-
If this be fo, as yet the glass seems true,
I fhall have fhare in this most happy wreck:

Seb. I am forry, madam, I have hurt your kinf-Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times, [ToViola. But, had it been the brother of my blood, [man; Thou never shouldst love woman like to me. Vio. And all thofe fayings will I over-fwear; And all thofe fwearings keep as true in foul, As doth that orbed continent the fire That fevers day from night.

I must have done no lefs, with wit, and safety.
You throw a strange regard upon me, and
By that I do perceive it hath offended you;
Pardon me, fweet one, even for the vows
We made each other but fo late ago.

Duke. Give me thy hand;

Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two And let me fee thee in thy woman's weeds.

perfons;

A natural perspective, that is, and is not !
Seb. Antonio, O my dear Antonio !
How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me,
Since I have loft thee?

Ant. Sebaftian are you?

Seb. Fear'ft thou that, Antonio ?

Ant. How have you made divifion of yourself ?—
An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin
Than these two creatures. Which is Sebaftian ?
Oli. Most wonderful!

Seb. Do I ftand there? I never had a brother :
Nor can there be that deity in my nature,
Of here and every where. I had a fifter,

Vio. The captain, that did bring me firft on fhore,
Hath my maid's
's garments: he, upon some action,
Is now in durance; at Malvolio's fuit,
A gentleman, and follower of my lady's.

Ok. Hefhall enlarge him: Fetch Malvolio hither.
And yet, alas, now I remember me,
They fay, poor gentleman, he's much diftract.
Re-enter Clown, with a letter.

A most extracting 2 frenzy of mine own
From my remembrance clearly banish'd his.-
How does he, firrah?

Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the ftave's end, as well as a man in his case may do: h' as here writ a letter to you, I fhould have given 't

Whom the blind waves and furges have devour'd:-you to-day morning; but as a madman's epiftles Of charity, what kin are you to me? [To Viola. are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they What countryman ? what name? what parentage?are deliver❜d.

Vio. Of Meffaline: Sebaftian was my father;
Such a Sebaftian was my brother too,
So went he fuited to his wat'ry tomb :

If fpirits can affume both form and fuit,
You come to fright us.

Seb. A fpirit I am, indeed ;
But am in that dimension grofly clad,
Which from the womb I did participate.
Were you a woman, as the reft goes even,
I should my tears let fall upon your cheek,
And fay-Thrice welcome, drowned Viola!

Vio. My father had a mole upon his brow.
Seb. And fo had mine.

Oli. Open't, and read it.

Clo. Look then to be well edify'd, when the fool delivers the madman.-By the Lord, madam,Oli. How now, art thou mad?

Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyfhip will have it as it ought to be, you muft allow vox 3.

Oli. Pr'ythee, read i'thy right wits.

Clo. So I do, Madonna; but to read his right wits, is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princefs, and give ear.

Vio. And dy'd that day when Viola from her birth" Had number'd thirteen years.

Seb. O, that record is lively in my foul!

He finished, indeed, his mortal act,
That day that made my fifter thirteen years.

Vio. If nothing lets to make us happy both,
But this my masculine ufurp'd attire,
Do not embrace me, till each circumstance
Of place, time, fortune, do cohere, and jump,
That I am Viola: which to confirm,
I'll bring you to a captain in this town
Where lie my maid's weeds; by whose gentle help
I was preferv'd, to ferve this noble count:
All the occurrence of my fortune fince
Hath been between this lady, and this lord.
Seb. So comes it, lady, you have been mistook:
[To Olivia.

But nature to her bias drew in that.
You would have been contracted to a maid;

Oli. Read it you, firrah.

[To Fabian.

Fab. [reads]" By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world fhall know it: though you "have put me into darkness, and given your "drunken coufin rule over me, yet have I the be"nefit of my fenfes as well as your ladyship. I "have your own letter that induced me to the fem"blance I put on; with the which I doubt not "but to do myfelf much right, or you much fhame. "Think of me as you pleafe. I leave my duty a "little unthought of, and speak out of my injury. "The madly-us'd MALVOLIO."

Oli. Did he write this?

Clo. Ay, madam.

Duke. This favours not much of diftraction.
Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither.
My lord, so please you, these things further thought
To think me as well a sister as a wife, [on,
One day fhall crown the alliance on't, so please you,
Here at my houfe, and at my proper coft. [offer.
Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace your

1 A perspective seems to be taken for fhows exhibited through a glafs with fuch lights as make the pictures appear really protuberant. 2 Perhaps we should read diftracting. 3 Vox is the Latin word for

Voice.

Your

Your mafter quits you: and, for your fervice
done him,

So much against the metal of your fex, [To Viola.
So far beneath your foft and tender breeding,
And fince you call'd me mafter for fo long,
Here is my hand; you fhall from this time be
Your mafter's miftrefs.

Oli. A fifter?--you are fhe.

Re-enter Fabian, with Malvolis.
Duke. Is this the madman ?
Oli. Ay, my lord, this fame:

In recompence whereof, he hath marry'd her.
How with a fportful malice it was follow'd,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;
If that the injuries be juttly weigh'd,
That have on both fides part.

Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee +?

Clo. Why, "fome are born great, fome atchieve "greatnefs, and fome have greatnefs thrown upon [volio?" them." I was one, fir, in this interlude; one Sir How now, Mal-Topas, fir; but that's all one:"By the Lord, Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, no-" fool, I am not mad!"—But do you remember, madam,- -" Why laugh you at fuch a barren rafcal? [letter:" an you fmile not, he's gagg'd:" And thus the

torious wrong.

Oli. Have I, Malvolio? no.

Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, perufe that whirligig of time brings in his revenges.

You must not now deny it is your hand,
Write from it, if you can, in hand, or phrase:
Or fay, 'tis not your feal, nor your invention:
You can fay none of this: Well, grant it then,
And tell me, in the modefty of honour,

Why you have given me fuch clear lights of favour;
Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd to you,
To put on yellow ftockings, and to frown
Upon Sir Toby, and the lighter people :
And, acting this in an obedient hope,
Why have you fuffer'd me to be imprison'd,
Kept in a dark house, vifited by the priest,
And made the most notorious geck 2, and gull,
That e'er invention play'd on? tell me why?

Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
Though, I confefs, much like the character:
But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand.
And now I do bethink me, it was the
First told me, thou waft mad; then cam'ft in smiling,
And in fuch forms which here were prefuppos'd
Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content:
This practice hath moft fhrewdly pafs'd upon thee;
But, when we know the grounds and authors of it,
Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge
Of thine own cause.

Fab. Good madan, hear me fpeak:
And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come,
Taint the condition of this prefent hour,
Which I have wondred at. In hope it fhall not,
Moft freely I confefs, myfelf, and Toby,
Set this device againft Malvolio here,
Upon fome stubborn and uncourteous parts
We had conceiv'd againft him: Maria writ
The letter, at Sir Toby's great importance 3;

Mal. I'll be reveng'd on the whole pack of you.

[Exit.

Oli. He hath been moft notoriously abus'd.
Duke. Purfue him, and intreat him to a peace:
He hath not told us of the captain yet;
When that is known, and golden time convents 5,
A folemn combination fhall be made
Of our dear fouls:-Mean time, fweet fifter,
We will not part from hence.-Cefario, come;
For fo you fhall be, while you are a man;
But, when in other habits you are feen,
Orfino's mistress, and his fancy's queen. [Exeunt,
Clown fings.

Meaning, people of lefs dignity or importance.

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With bey, bo, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,

For the rain is raineth every day.
But when I came to man's eftate,
With hey, bo, &c.

'Gainft knaves and thieves, men fhut their gate,
For the rain, &c,

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With bey, ba, &c.

By fwaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, &c.

But when I came unto my beds,

With bey, bo, &c.

With tofs-pots fill had drunken heads,
For the rain, &c.

A great while ago the world begun,
With bey, bo, &C.

But that's all one, our play is done,

And we'll strive to please you every day. [Exit.

2 i, e. fool. 3 Importance is importunement.

♦ Baffled in this place means, treated with the greatest ignominy imaginable. si. c. calls us to

gether again.

WINTER'S

ARCHIDAMUS, a Bohemian Lord.

ROGERO, a Sicilian Gentleman.

An Attendant on the young Prince Mamillius.
Officers of a Court of Judicature.

Old Shepherd, reputed Father of Perdita.

Cloun, bis Son.

A Mariner.

Gaoler.

Servant to the old Shepherd.
AUTOLYCUS, a Rogue.

TIME, as Chorus.

HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes.

PERDITA, Daughter to Leontes and Hermione.

PAULINA, Wife to Antigonus.

EMILIA, a Lady.

Two other Ladies.

MOPSA,

DORCAS,

Satyrs for a dance, Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, and Attendanti.
SCENE, fometimes in Sicilia ; fometimes in Bohemia.

Arch.

SCENE

ACTI.

I.

An Antichamber in Leontes' Palace.

Enter Camille and Archidamus.

Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then fuch an affection, which cannot chufe but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal

F you shall chance, Camillo, to vifit neceflities, made feparation of their fociety, their

I on where encounters, though not perfonal, royalty

on my fervices are now on foot, you fhall fee, as I attorney'd, with interchange of gifts, letters, loving have faid, great difference betwixt our Bohemia emballies; that they have feem'd to be together, though abfent; fhook hands, as over a vast ; and and your Sicilia. embrac'd, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves!

Cam. I think, this coming fummer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he juftly owes him.

Arch. I think, there is not in the world either Arch, Wherein our entertainment shall shame malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unus, we will be juftified in our loves: for, indeed,fpeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promife, that Cam. 'Befeech you,

Arch. Verily, I fpeak it in the freedom of my ever came into my note. knowledge: we cannot with fuch magnificencein fo rare-I know not what to fay.

Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes -We will of him: It is a gallant child; one that, indeed, give you sleepy drinks; that your fenfes, unin-phyficks the fubject 2, makes old hearts freth: telligent of our infufficience, may, though they cannot praife us, as little accufe us.

Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely.

Arch. Believe me, I fpeak as my understanding inftructs me, and as mine honefty puts it to ut

terance.

Cam. Sicilia connot fhew himself over kind to

they, that went on crutches ere he was born, defire yet their life, to fee him a man.

Arch. Would they elfe be content to die? Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should defire to live.

Arch. If the king had no fon, they would defire to live on crutches 'till he had one.

[Exeunt.

1 Vaftum is the ancient term for wafle uncultivated land; over a vast, therefore, means at a great and vacant diftance from each other.

midery.

2 Meaning, has the power of affuaging the fenfe of

SCENE

SCENE

A Room of State.

II.

Enter Leontes, Hermione, Mamillius, Polixenes, Ca-
millo, and Attendants.

Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star hath been
The shepherd's note, fince we have left our throne
Without a burden: time as long again
Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks;
And yet we should, for perpetuity,

Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cypher,
Yet standing in rich place, I multiply,
With one we thank you, many thousands more
That go before it.

Les. Stay your thanks a while;
And pay them when you part.

Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow.

I

I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance,
Or breed upon our abfence: That may blow
No fneaping winds at home, to make us fay,
This is put forth to truly! Befides, I have stay'd
To tire your royalty.

Leo. We are tougher, brother,

Than you can put us to 't.

Pol. No longer stay.

Leo. One feven-night longer.
Pol. Very footh, to-morrow.

[that

Leo. We'll part the time between's then; and in I'll no gain-faying.

Pol. Prefs me not, 'beseech
you, fo;
There is no tongue that moves; none, none i' the
[world,
So foon as yours, could win me: fo it fhould now,
Were there neceffity in your request, although
"Twere needful I deny'd it. My affairs

Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder,
Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay,
To you, a charge, and trouble: to fave both,
Farewell, our brother.

Leo. Tongue-ty'd, our queen? fpeak you.
Her. I had thought, fir, to have held my peace,

until

You had drawn oaths from him, not to ftay. You, fir,
Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are fure,
All in Bohemia's well: this fatisfaction
The by-gone day proclaim'd; fay this to him,
He's beat from his best ward.

Lco. Well faid, Hermione.

What lady fhe her lord.

Pol. No, madam.

Her. Nay, but you will?
Pol. I may not, verily.
Her. Verily!

-You'll stay?

Though you would feek to unfphere the ftars with
You put me off with limber vows: But I, [oaths,
Should yet fay, Sir, no going. Verily,
You fhall not go; a lady's verily is
As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?
Force me to keep you as a prifoner,

Not like a gueft; fo you fhall pay your fees, [you?
When you depart, and fave your thanks. How fay
My prifoner? or my gueft? by your dread verily,
One of them you fhall be.

Pol. Your gueft then, madam:

To be your prifoner, should import offending;
Which is for me lefs eafy to commit,
Than you to punish.

Her. Not your gaoler then,

But your kind hoftefs. Come, I'll question you
Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys;
You were pretty lordings then.

6

Pol. We were, fair queen,

Two lads, that thought there was no more behind,
But fuch a day to-morrow as to-day,
And to be boy eternal.

Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two?
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk

i' the fun,

And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'd,
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd
That any did: Had we purfu'd that life,
And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd
With ftronger blood, we fhould have anfwer'd
heaven

Boldly, Not guilty; the impofition clear'd,
Hereditary ours 7.

Her. By this we gather,
You have tripp'd fince.

Pol. O my moft facred lady,

Temptations have fince then been born to us: for
In thofe unfledg'd days was my wife a girl;
Your precious felf had then not crois'd the eyes
Of my young play-fellow.

Her. Grace to boot!

Her. To tell, he longs to fee his fon, were ftrong: Of this make no conclufion; left you say,

But let him fay fo then, and let him go;
But let him fwear fo, and he fhall not ftay,
We'll thwack him hence with diftaffs.-
Yet of your royal prefence I'll adventure

The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia
[To Polixenes.
You take my lord, I'll give you my commiffion,
To let him there a month, behind the geft 3
Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed 4, Leontes,
I love thee not a jars o' the clock behind

Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on;

The offences we have made you do, we'll anfwer;
If you first finn'd with us, and that with us
You did continue fault, and that you flipp'd not
With any but with us.

Leo. Is he won yet?

Her. He'll stay, my lord.

Hermione, my deareft, thou never spok'st
Leo. At my requeft, he would not.
To better purpose.

That is here put for Oh! The meaning is, "Oh, that no fncaping (or checking) winds at home may blow." 21. e. hinder or detain. grees the king's ftages, as we may fee by the journals of them in the Heralds Office, were called 3 Geft fignifies a ftage or journey. In the time of royal prohis gefts; from the old French word gifte, diverforium. 4i. e. indeed, or in very deed. 5 i. e. a fingle vibration, or ticking, made by the pendulum of a clock. A diminutive of lord. 7 Setting afide original fir; bating the impofition from the offence of our fit parents, we might have boldly protefted our Innocence to heaven..

Her.

Offic'd with me: We two will walk, my lord,
And leave you to your graver fteps.-Hermione,

Leo. Thou want'ft a rough pash 6, and the fhoots 7 How thou lov'ft us, fhew in our brother's welcome;

1 Meaning, to come to the point, or purpose. 2 Alluding to the custom of people clapping the palms of their hands together when they conclude or make a bargain. Hence the phrafe to clap up a bargain. 3 A leffon upon the horn at the death of the deer. 4 Perhaps derived from beau and coq. We ftill fay that fuch a one is a jolly cock, a cock of the game. 5 A virginal is a very fmall kind of fpinnet. 6 Pafh is kifs, from paz Spanish. i. e. thou want'ft a mouth made rough by a beard to kiss with. 7 Shoots are branches, i. e. horns. Leontes is alluding to the enfigns of cuckoldom. 8 Blacks was the common term for mourning. 9 Bourn is boundary. 10 i. e. blue eye; an eye of the fame colour with the welkin, or sky. 1 i. e. a piece or flice of myself. 12 Affection here means imagination. 13 i. e. credible. 14 This line would feem to belong to the preceding fpeaker. Is A proverbial faying, borrowed from the French, and implying, Will you put up affronts? 16 Another proverbial expreffion, meaning, May his dole or fhare in life be to be happy man." 17 Meaning, next to my heart.