So much against the metal of your sex, [To Viola.
So far beneath your soft and tender breeding,
And since you call'd me master for so long,
Here is my hand; you shall from this time be
Your master's mistress.

Oli. A sister?-you are she.

Re-enter Fabian, and Malvolio.

Duke. Is this the madman?

[volio: Oli. Ay, my lord, this same: How now, Mal Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, notorious wrong.

In recompence whereof, he hath marry'd her.
How with a sportful malice it was follow'd,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;
If that the injuries be justly weigh'd,

5 That have on both sides past.

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

Clo. Why, "some are born great, some atchieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon 10" them." I was one, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir; but that's all one:" By the Lord, fool, I am not mad!"-But do you remember, madam,-"Why laugh you at such a bar"ren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd:" And thus the whirligig 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:-
20 He hath not told us of the captain yet;
When that is known, and golden time convents',
A solemu combination shall be made

Oli. Have I, Malvolio? no.
[letter:
Mal. Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that 15
You must not now deny it is your hand.
Write from it, if you can, in hand or phrase:
Or say, 'tis not your seal, nor your invention:
You can say none of this: Well, grant it then,
And tell me, in the modesty of honour,
Why you have given me such clear lights of favour;
Bade me come smiling, and cross-garter'd to you,
To put on yellow stockings, and to frown
Upon Sir Toby, and the lighter people:
And, acting this in an obedient hope,
Why have you suffer'd me to be imprison'd,
Kept in a dark house, visited by the priest,
And made the most notorious geck', and gull,
That e'er invention play'd on? tell me why?

[ing,

Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
Though, I confess, much like the character:
But, out of question, 'tis Maria's hand.
And now I do bethink me, it was she
First told me, thou wast mad; then cam'st in smil-
And in such forms which here were presuppos'd
Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content:
This practice hath most shrewdly pass'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 madam, hear me speak;

And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come,
Taint the condition of this present hour,

Which I have wondered at. In hope I shall not,

Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby,

Set this device against Malvolio here,

Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts

We had conceiv'd against him: Maria writ

The letter, at Sir Toby's great importance';

Meaning, people of less dignity or importance.

Of our dear souls:- Mean time, sweet sister,
We will not part from hence.-Cesario, come;
25 For so 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.
Clown sings.

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

For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, &c.

Gainst knaves and thieves, men shut their gate,

For the rain, &c.

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, &c.

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

But when I came unto my beds,

With hey, ho, &c.

With toss-pots still had drunken heads,

For the rain, &c.

Baffied in this place means, treated with the greatest ignominy imaginable. ther again.

WINTER'S

Satyrs for a dance, Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, and Attendants.
SCENE, sometimes in Sicilia; sometimes in Bohemia.

SCENE I.

An Antichamber in Leontes' Palace.
Enter Camillo and Archidamus.

ACT I. .

Arch. IF you shall chance, Camillo, to visit 5

Bohemia, on the like occasion, whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia.

Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king 10 of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him.

Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed,Cam. 'Beseech you,

Bohemia. They were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot chuse but branch now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal,have been royally attorney'd, with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seem'd to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embrac'd, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves!

Arch. I think, there is not in the world either malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamil15ius; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note.

Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificencein so rare-I know not what to say.- -We will give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they 20 cannot praise us, as little accuse us.

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

Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to ut-25 terance.

Cam. Sicilia cannot shew himself over kind to

Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: It is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physicks the subject', makes old hearts fresh: they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man.

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

Arch. If the king had no son, they would de sire to live on crutches till he had one.

[Exeunt.

Fastum is the ancient term for waste uncultivated land; over a vast, therefore, means at a great and vacant distance. ? Meaning, affords a cordial or comfort to the state.

SCENE

SCENE II.

A Room of State.

Enter Leontes, Hermione, Mamillius, Polixenes,
Camillo, and Attendants.

Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star hath been
The shepherd's note, since 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.

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

Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow.

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

Leo. We are tougher, brother,

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

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What lady she her lord.-You'il stay?

Pol. No, madam.

Her. Nay, but you will?

Pol. I may not, verily.

Her. Verily,

You put me off with limber vows: But I, [oaths,
Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with
Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily,
You shall not go; a lady's verily is
10 As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?
Force me to keep you as a prisoner,

Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, [you?
When you depart. and save your thanks. How say
My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily,
15 One of them you shall be.

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Pol. Your guest then, madam:

To be your prisoner, should import offending:
Which is for me less easy to commit,
Than you to punish.

Her. Not your gaoler, then,

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

Pol. We were, fair queen.

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

Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you so, [world, 30
There is no tongue that moves; none, none, i' the
So soon as yours, could win me: so it should now,
Were there necessity in your request, although
'Twere needful I dény'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 save both,
Farewell, our brother.

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

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 pursued that life,

35 And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd
With stronger blood, we should have answerd
heaven

Leo. Tongue-ty'd, our queen? speak you.
Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, 40
until

You had drawn oaths from him,not to stay. You, sir,
Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure,
All in Bohemia's well: this satisfaction
The by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him,
He's beat from the best ward.

Leo. Well said, Hermione.

Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong:
But let him say so then, and let him go;
But let him swear so, and be shall not stay,
We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.-
Yet of your royal presence I'll adventure

[To Polixenes.

The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia
You take my lord, I'll give you my commission,
To let him there a montir, behind the gest'
Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed, Lcontes,
I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind

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

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

Pol. O my most sacred lady,
Temptations have since been born to us: for
In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl;
45 Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes
Of my young play-fellow.

Her. Grace to boot!

Of this make no conclusion; lest you say,
Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on;
50The offences we have made you do, we'll answer;
If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us
You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not
With any but with us.

Leo. Is he won yet?

Her. He'll stay, my lord.

Leo. At my request, he would not.

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Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st

To better purpose.

That is here put for Oh! The meaning is, "Oh, that no sneaping (or checking) winds at home 2. c. hinder or detain. may blow." 3 Gest signifies a stage or journey. In the time of royal progresses the king's stages, as we may see by the journals of them in the Heralds' Office, were called his gests; from the old French word giste, diversorium. * i. e. in deed, or in very deed. 'i. e.

a single vibration, or ticking, made by the pendulum of a clock. A diminutive of lord. Setting aside original sin; bating the imposition from the offence of our first parents, we might have boldly protested our innocence to heaven.

Her.

That will say any thing: But were they false
As o'er-dy'd blacks, as winds, as waters; false
As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes
No bourn' 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true
To say this boy were like me.-Come, sir page,
Look on me with your welkin-eye1o: Sweet villain!
Most dear'st! my collop"!-Can thy dam? may't
Affection! thy intention stabs the center. [be?
Thou dost make possible things not so held,

10 Communicat'st with dreams,-How can this be?-
With what's unreal thou coactive art,

Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that.
Our praises are our wages: You may ride us
With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs, ere
With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal';-
My last good deed was, to entreat his stay;
What was my first? It has an elder sister,
Or I mistake you; O, would her name were Grace!
But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? 15
Nay, let me have't; I long.

Leo. Why, that was when

[death,

Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to
Ere I could make thee open thy white hand,
And clap' thyself my love: then didst thou utter, 20
"I am yours for ever."

Her. It is Grace, indeed.—

[twice:

Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose
The one for ever earn'd a royal husband;
The other, for some while a friend.

[Aside.

[Giving her hand to Polixenes.
Leo. Too hot, too hot:
To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods.
I have tremor cordis on me:—my heart dances ;
But not for joy,-not joy.—This entertainment
May a free face put on: derive a liberty
From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom,
And well become the agent: it may, I grant:
But to be padling palms, and pinching fingers,
As now they are; and making practis'd smiles,
As in a looking-glass;-and then to sigh, as 'twere
The mort o' the deer'; oh, that is entertainment
My bosom likes not, nor my brows.-Mamillius,
Art thou my boy?

Mam. Ay, my good lord.
Leo. l'fecks?

[thy nose?

Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd
They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain
We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain:
And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf,
Are all call'd, neat.-Still virginalling'

[Observing Polixenes and Hermione. Upon his palm-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf?

Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord.

Leo. Thou want'sta rough pash', and the shoots
that I have,

To be full like me:-yet they say, we are
Almost as like as eggs; women say so,

Meaning, to come to the point, or purpose.

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And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent13,
Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou dost,
And that beyond commission; and I find it,
And that to the infection of my brains,
And hardning of my brows.

Pol. What means Sicilia ?
Her. He something seems unsettled.
Pol. How my lord?

[ther

Leo. What cheer? how is't with you, best bro-
Her. You look

As if you held a brow of much distraction;
Are you mov'd, my lord?

Leo. No, in good earnest.—

How sometimes nature will betray its folly,
Its tenderness; and make itself a pastime
To harder bosoms !-Looking on the lines
Of my boy's face, methought, I did recoil
Twenty-three years; and saw myself embreeched,
In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled,
Lest it should bite its master, and so prove,

As ornament oft does, too dangerous.

How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, This squash, this gentleman! Mine honest friend, 35 Will you take eggs for money"?

Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.

Leo. You will why, happy man be his dole1!--
My brother,

Are you so fond of your young prince, as we 40 Do seem to be of ours?

Pol. If at home, sir,

He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter;
How my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, states-man, all :
45 He makes a July's day short as December;
And, with his varying childness, cures in me
Thoughts that would thick my blood.

Leo. So stands this squire

Offic'd with me: we two will walk, my lord,
50 And leave you to your graver steps.--Hermione,
How thou lov'stus, shew in our brother's welcome;
Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap :

Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
Apparent to my heart.

4

Alluding to the custon of people clapping the palirs of their hands together when they conclude or make a bargain. Hence the phrase-to clap up a bargain. 1A lesson upon the horn at the death of the deer. Perhaps derived from beau and cog. We still say that such a one is a jolly cock, a cock of the game. A virginal is a very small kind of spinnet. Pash iskiss, from paz Spanish, i. e. thou want'st a mouth made rough by a beard to kiss with. Shoots are branches, i. e. horns. Leontes is alluding to the ensigns of cuckoldom. Blacks was the common term for mourning. "Bourn is boundary. 10 i. e. blue eye,; an eye of the same colour with the welkin, or sky. 1. e. a piece or slice of myself. 12 Affection here means imagination. "'i. e. credible. 14 This line would seem to belong to the preceding speaker. "A proverbial saying, borrowed from the French, and implying, Will you put up with affronts? 15 Another proverb al expression meaning, "May his dole or share in life be to be a happy man." 17 Meaning next to my heart.

Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;
And many a man there is, even at this present,
Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm,
That little thinks she hathbeen sluic'd in his absence,
And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by
Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't,
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates 25
open'd,

[none:30

They're here with me already; whispering, round-50
Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone,
When I shall gust' it last.-How came't, Camillo,
That he did stay?

Cam. At the good queen's entreaty.

Leo. At the queen's, be't: good should be per-55
But so it is, it is not. Was this taken
By any understanding pate but thine?
For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in

This is, a horned one; a cuckold. Meaning, the anchor would not take hold. More urgent and important. i. e. rounding in the ear, (whispering, or telling secretly) a phrase in use at that time, i, e. taste it. "Mess is a contraction of master, an appellation used by the Scots. Lower messes, therefore, are graduates of a lower form. The speaker is now mentioning gradations of understanding, and not of rank. To hox is to ham-string. Meaning, that the act was not necessary to be done.