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Twelfth Night - Act 4, scene 1
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Act 4, scene 1
The Fool encounters Sebastian, whom he mistakes for Cesario. When Sir Andrew and Sir Toby attack Sebastian, the Fool fetches Olivia, who again declares her love—this time to a delighted Sebastian.Enter Sebastian and ⌜Feste, the Fool.⌝
FOOL 1964 Will you make me believe that I am not sent for
SEBASTIAN 1966 Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let
1967 me be clear of thee.
FOOL 1968 5Well held out, i’ faith. No, I do not know you, nor
1969 I am not sent to you by my lady to bid you come
1970 speak with her, nor your name is not Master
1971 Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing
1972 that is so is so.
SEBASTIAN 1973 10I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else.
1974 Thou know’st not me.
FOOL 1975 Vent my folly? He has heard that word of some
1976 great man and now applies it to a Fool. Vent my
1977 folly? I am afraid this great lubber the world will
1978 15 prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy strangeness
1979 and tell me what I shall vent to my lady. Shall I
1980 vent to her that thou art coming?
SEBASTIAN 1981 I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me.
1982 There’s money for thee. ⌜Giving money.⌝ If you
1983 20 tarry longer, I shall give worse payment.
FOOL 1984 By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise
1985 men that give Fools money get themselves a good
1986 report—after fourteen years’ purchase.
p. 143Enter Andrew, Toby, and Fabian.
ANDREW, ⌜to Sebastian⌝ 1987 Now, sir, have I met you again?
1988 25 There’s for you.⌜He strikes Sebastian.⌝
SEBASTIAN, ⌜returning the blow⌝ 1989 Why, there’s for thee,
1990 and there, and there.—Are all the people mad?
TOBY 1991 Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o’er the
FOOL, ⌜aside⌝ 1993 30This will I tell my lady straight. I would
1994 not be in some of your coats for twopence.
TOBY, ⌜seizing Sebastian⌝ 1995 Come on, sir, hold!
ANDREW 1996 Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to
1997 work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against
1998 35 him, if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck
1999 him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
SEBASTIAN, ⌜to Toby⌝ 2000 Let go thy hand!
TOBY 2001 Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young
2002 soldier, put up your iron. You are well fleshed.
2003 40 Come on.
2004 I will be free from thee.
⌜He pulls free and draws his sword.⌝
2005 What wouldst thou now?
2006 If thou dar’st tempt me further, draw thy sword.
TOBY 2007 What, what? Nay, then, I must have an ounce or
2008 45 two of this malapert blood from you.
⌜He draws his sword.⌝
2009 Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold!
TOBY 2010 Madam.
2011 Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
2012 Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
p. 1452013 50 Where manners ne’er were preached! Out of my
2015 Be not offended, dear Cesario.—
2016 Rudesby, begone!⌜Toby, Andrew, and Fabian exit.⌝
2017 I prithee, gentle friend,
2018 55 Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
2019 In this uncivil and unjust extent
2020 Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
2021 And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
2022 This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby
2023 60 Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go.
2024 Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me!
2025 He started one poor heart of mine, in thee.
2026 What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
2027 Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
2028 65 Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;
2029 If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
2030 Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou ’dst be ruled by
2032 Madam, I will.
OLIVIA 2033 70 O, say so, and so be!