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[Holding SEBASTIAN.]
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SIR ANDREW.
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Nay, let him alone; I'll go another way to work with
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him; I'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any
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law in Illyria: though I struck him first, yet it's no matter for
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that.
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SEBASTIAN.
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Let go thy hand.
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SIR TOBY.
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Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier,
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put up your iron: you are well fleshed; come on.
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SEBASTIAN.
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I will be free from thee. What wouldst thou now?
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If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword.
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[Draws.]
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SIR TOBY.
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What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this
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malapert blood from you.
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[Draws.]
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[Enter OLIVIA.]
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OLIVIA.
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Hold, Toby; on thy life, I charge thee hold.
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SIR TOBY.
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Madam?
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OLIVIA.
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Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
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Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
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Where manners ne'er were preach'd! Out of my sight!
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Be not offended, dear Cesario!--
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Rudesby, be gone!--I pr'ythee, gentle friend,
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[Exeunt SIR TOBY, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN.]
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Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
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In this uncivil and unjust extent
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Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
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And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
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This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou thereby
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Mayst smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go;
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Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me,
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He started one poor heart of mine in thee.
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SEBASTIAN.
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What relish is in this? how runs the stream?
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Or I am mad/ or else this is a dream:--
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Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;
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If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
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OLIVIA.
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Nay, come, I pr'ythee. Would thou'dst be ruled by me!
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SEBASTIAN.
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Madam, I will.
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OLIVIA.
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O, say so, and so be!
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[Exeunt.]
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SCENE II.
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A Room in OLIVIA'S House.
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[Enter MARIA and CLOWN.]
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MARIA.
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Nay, I pr'ythee, put on this gown and this beard; make him
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believe thou art Sir Topas the curate; do it quickly: I'll call
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Sir Toby the whilst.
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[Exit MARIA.]
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CLOWN.
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Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in't; and
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I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown. I
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am not tall enough to become the function well: nor lean enough
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to be thought a good student: but to be said, an honest man and a
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good housekeeper, goes as fairly as to say, a careful man and a
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great scholar. The competitors enter.
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[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA.]
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SIR TOBY.
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