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Enter the Clown with a Letter, and Fabian.
Clo. Truly, Madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do: h’as here writ a letter to you, I should have given't you to-day morning. But as a mad-man's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they are deliver'd.
Oli. Open't, and read it.
Clo. Look then to be well edify'd, when the fool delivers the mad-man-Bythe Lord, Madam.-[Reads.
Oli. How now, art mad ?
Clo. No, Madam, I do but read madness: an your Ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow Vox.
Oli. Pr’ythee, read it, i'thy right wits.
Clo. So I do, Madona; but to read his right wits, is to read thus : therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear. Oli. Read it you, Sirrah. .
[To Fabian. Fab. [Reads) By the Lord, Madam, you wrong me, and the world mall know it: though you bave put me into darkness, and given your drunken Uncle rule over me, yet bave I the benefit of my senses as well as your Ladyfhip. I bave your own Letter, that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not, but to do myself much right, or you much Jhame : think of me, as you please : I leave my duty a little unthought of, and Speak out of my injury. The madly us' Malvolio.
Oli. Did he write this?
A moji extracting frenzy-] 1. c. A frenzy that drew me away from every thing but its own object. WARBURTON.
Duke. This favours not much of distraction.
Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither.
Duke. Madam, I am most apt c'embrace your offer.
Oii. A fifter, you are she.
Duke. Is this the mad-man?
Mal. Lady, you have ; pray you, peruse that Letter.
And made the most notorious geck', and gull,
Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
Fab. Good Madam, hear me speak ;
Oli. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee?
Clo. Why, Tome are born great, Some atchieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. I was one, Sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, Sir ; but that's all one :--by the Lord, fool, I am not madbut do you remember, Madam, --why laugh you at
geck-) A fool.
here were presupa
pos’d) Presuppos’d, for imposed.
such a barren rascal ? an you smile not, he's gagg’d: and thus the whirl-gigg of time brings in his revenges. Mal. I'll be reveng'd on the whole pack of you.
[Exit. Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus'd.
Duke. Pursue him, and intreat him to a peace : He hath not told us of the captain yet; When that is known, and golden time convents, A folemn combination shall be made Of our dear souls. Mean time, sweet fifter, We will not part from hence.—Cesario, come; (For fo you shall be, while you are a man ;) But when in other habits you are seen, Orsino's mistress, and his fancy's Queen. (Exeunt.
When that I was a little tiny boy,
With bey, bo, the wind and the rain:
For the rain it raineth every day.
With bey, bo, &c.
For the rain, &c.
Witb bey, bo, &c.
For the rain, &c.
With hey, ho, &c.
For the rain, &c.
A great wbile ago the world begun,
With key, bo, &c.
And we'll strive to please you every day. [Exit.
This play is in the graver is betrayed to ridicule merety by part elegant and easy, and in his pride. The marriage of Some of the lighter scenes ex Olivia, and the succeeding petquisitely bumourous. Ague-cheek plexity, though well enoughconis drawn with great propriety, trived to divert on the stage, but his character is, in a great wants credibility; and fails to measure, that of natural fatuity, produce the proper instruction and is therefore not the proper required in the drama, as it exprey of a satirist. The soliloquy hibits no juft picture of life. of Malvolio is truly comick; he