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CLOWN. |
[Singing.] |
'I am gone, sir, |
And anon, sir, |
I'll be with you again, |
In a trice, |
Like to the old vice, |
Your need to sustain; |
Who with dagger of lath, |
In his rage and his wrath, |
Cries ah, ha! to the devil: |
Like a mad lad, |
Pare thy nails, dad. |
Adieu, goodman drivel. |
[Exit.] |
SCENE III. |
OLIVIA'S Garden. |
[Enter SEBASTIAN.] |
SEBASTIAN. |
This is the air; that is the glorious sun; |
This pearl she gave me, I do feel't and see't: |
And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, |
Yet 'tis not madness. Where's Antonio, then? |
I could not find him at the Elephant; |
Yet there he was; and there I found this credit, |
That he did range the town to seek me out. |
His counsel now might do me golden service; |
For though my soul disputes well with my sense, |
That this may be some error, but no madness, |
Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune |
So far exceed all instance, all discourse, |
That I am ready to distrust mine eyes |
And wrangle with my reason, that persuades me |
To any other trust but that I am mad, |
Or else the lady's mad; yet if 'twere so, |
She could not sway her house, command her followers, |
Take and give back affairs and their despatch |
With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing, |
As I perceive she does: there's something in't |
That is deceivable. But here comes the lady. |
[Enter OLIVIA and a Priest.] |
OLIVIA. |
Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well, |
Now go with me and with this holy man |
Into the chantry by: there, before him |
And underneath that consecrated roof, |
Plight me the full assurance of your faith, |
That my most jealous and too doubtful soul |
May live at peace. He shall conceal it |
Whiles you are willing it shall come to note; |
What time we will our celebration keep |
According to my birth.--What do you say? |
SEBASTIAN. |
I'll follow this good man, and go with you; |
And, having sworn truth, ever will be true. |
OLIVIA. |
Then lead the way, good father;--And heavens so shine |
That they may fairly note this act of mine! |
[Exeunt.] |
ACT V. SCENE I. |
The Street before OLIVIA's House. |
[Enter CLOWN and FABIAN.] |
FABIAN. |
Now, as thou lovest me, let me see his letter. |
CLOWN. |
Good Master Fabian, grant me another request. |
FABIAN. |
Anything. |
CLOWN. |
Do not desire to see this letter. |