DUKE.Here comes the Countess; now heaven walks on earth.But for thee, fellow- fellow, thy words are madness.Three months this youth hath tended upon me- But more of that anon.Take him aside.OLIVIA.What would my lord, but that he may not have, Wherein Olivia may seemserviceable? Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.VIOLA.Madam? DUKE.Gracious Olivia- OLIVIA.What do you say, Cesario? Good my lord- VIOLA.My lord would speak; my duty hushes me.OLIVIA.If it be aught to the old tune, my lord, It is as fat and fulsome to mine ear As howling after music.DUKE.Still so cruel? OLIVIA.Still so constant, lord.DUKE.What, to perverseness? You uncivil lady, To whose ingrate and unauspicious altars My soul the faithfull'st off'rings hath breath'd out That e'er devotion tender'd! What shall I do? OLIVIA.Even what it please my lord, that shall become him.DUKE.Why should I not, had I the heart to do it, Like to the Egyptian thief at point of death, Kill what I love?- a savage jealousy That sometime savours nobly.But hear me this: Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, And that I partly know the instrument That screws me from my true place in your favour, Live you the marble- breasted tyrant still; But this your minion, whom I know you love, And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly, Him will I tear out of that cruel eye Where he sits crowned in his master's spite.Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mischief: I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love To spite a raven's heart within a dove.VIOLA.And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die.OLIVIA.Where goes Cesario? VIOLA.After him I love More than I love these eyes, more than my life, More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife.If I do feign, you witnesses above Punish my life for tainting of my love! OLIVIA.Ay me, detested! How am I beguil'd! VIOLA.Who does beguile you? Who does do you wrong? OLIVIA.Hast thou forgot thyself? Is it so long? Call forth the holy father.Exit an ATTENDANT DUKE.Come, away! OLIVIA.Whither, my lord? Cesario, husband, stay.DUKE.Husband? OLIVIA.Ay, husband; can he that deny? DUKE.Her husband, sirrah? VIOLA.No, my lord, not I.OLIVIA.Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear That makes thee strangle thy propriety.Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up; Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art As great as that thou fear'st.
Enter PRIEST
O, welcome, father! Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence, Here to unfold- though lately we intended To keep in darkness what occasion nowReveals before 'tis ripe- what thou dost know Hath newly pass'd between this youth and me.PRIEST.A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Attested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned by interchangement of your rings; And all the ceremony of this compact Seal'd in my function, by my testimony; Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my grave, I have travell'd but two hours.DUKE.O thou dissembling cub! What wilt thou be, When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case? Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow? Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet Where thou and I henceforth may never meet.VIOLA.My lord, I do protest- OLIVIA.O, do not swear! Hold little faith, though thou has too much fear.
Enter SIR ANDREW
AGUECHEEK.For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one presently to Sir Toby.OLIVIA.What's the matter? AGUECHEEK.Has broke my head across, and has given Sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too.For the love of God, your help! I had rather than forty pound I were at home.OLIVIA.Who has done this, Sir Andrew? AGUECHEEK.The Count's gentleman, one Cesario.We took him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate.DUKE.My gentleman, Cesario? AGUECHEEK.Od's lifelings, here he is! You broke my head for nothing; and that that did, I was set on to do't by Sir Toby.VIOLA.Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you.You drew your sword upon me without cause; But I bespake you fair and hurt you not.
Enter SIR TOBY and CLOWN
AGUECHEEK.If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me; I think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.Here comes Sir Toby halting; you shall hear more; but if he had not been in drink, he would have tickl'd you othergates than he did.DUKE.How now, gentleman? How is't with you? SIR TOBY.That's all one; has hurt me, and there's th' end on't.Sot, didst see Dick Surgeon, sot? CLOWN.O, he's drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes were set at eight i' th' morning.SIR TOBY.Then he's a rogue and a passy measures pavin.I hate a drunken rogue.OLIVIA.Away with him.Who hath made this havoc with them? AGUECHEEK.I'll helpyou, Sir Toby, because we'll be dress'd together.SIR TOBY.Will you help- an ass-head and a coxcomb and a knave, a thin fac'd knave, a gull? OLIVIA.Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look'd to.Exeunt CLOWN, FABIAN, SIR TOBY, and SIR ANDREWEnter SEBASTIAN
