Twelfth Night: Act 2, Scene 5
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW,
and FABIAN.
SIR TOBY BELCH
1
Come thy ways, Signior Fabian.
1. Come thy ways: come on, let's go.
FABIAN
2
Nay, I'll come: if I lose a scruple of this sport,
2. Nay: i.e., Don't worry. a scruple: the least little bit.
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let me be boiled to death with melancholy.
3. boiled: [With a pun on "bile." An excess of black bile, one of the four essential humours (fluids) of the body, was thought to be the cause of melancholy.]
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Wouldst thou not be glad to have the niggardly
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rascally sheep-biter come by some notable
5. sheep-biter: (Literally, a dog that attacks sheep; metaphorically, a mean person who nips at the heels of the innocent.)
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shame?
FABIAN
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I would exult, man: you know, he brought me out
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o' favour with my lady about a bear-baiting here.
8. bear-baiting: (A brutal entertainment in which a chained bear is attacked by dogs.)
SIR TOBY BELCH
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To anger him we'll have the bear again; and we
9. have . . . again: bring back.
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will fool him black and blue: shall we not,
10. fool: mock, make a fool of. black and blue: i.e., like a person who has suffered a beating.
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Sir Andrew?
SIR ANDREW
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An we do not, it is pity of our lives.
12. it is pity of our lives: i.e., it'll be a crying shame.
Enter MARIA.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Here comes the little villain.
13. villain: (Said admiringly.)
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How now, my metal of India!
14. metal of India: i.e., gold (Maria is as good as gold.)
MARIA
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Get ye all three into the box-tree: Malvolio's
15. box-tree: (Maybe a hedge; the shrubs known as "box" are still used for hedges.)
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coming down this walk: he has been yonder
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i' the sun practising behavior to his own shadow
17. behavior: exquiste manners, such as bowing and hand-kissing .
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this half hour: observe him, for the love of mockery;
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for I know this letter will make a contemplative
19. contemplative: thoughtful.
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idiot of him. Close, in the name of jesting!
20. Close: Keep hidden.
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Lie thou there, [Throws down a letter.] for here
21. Lie thou there: Said to the letter that Maria is throwing to the ground.
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comes the trout that must be caught with tickling.
22. tickling: Literally, stroking about the gillssomething that was actually done to catch trout.
[The men hide.]
Exit [Maria].
Enter MALVOLIO.
MALVOLIO
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'Tis but fortune; all is fortune. Maria once told
23. 'Tis . . . fortune:
It is all a matter of luck. 24. she: i.e.,Olivia. did affect me: was fond of me.

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me she did affect me: and I have heard herself
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come thus near, that, should she fancy, it should
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be one of my complexion. Besides, she uses me
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with a more exalted respect than any one else
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that follows her. What should I think on't?
28. follows her: serves her.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Here's an overweening rogue!
29. overweening: arrogant, presumptuous.
FABIAN
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O, peace! Contemplation makes a rare
30. Contemplation: thought, conjecture, day-dreaming.
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turkey-cock of him: how he jets under his
31. jets: struts.
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advanced plumes!
32. advanced plumes: feathers fluffed out (to make the turkey look more impressive).
SIR ANDREW
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'Slight, I could so beat the rogue!
33. 'Slight: By God's lighta mild oath.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Peace, I say.
34. Peace: Shut up. (Said to Sir Andrew.)
MALVOLIO
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To be Count Malvolio!
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Ah, rogue!
SIR ANDREW
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Pistol him, pistol him.
37. Pistol him: Pistol-whip him.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
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There is example for't; the lady of the Strachy
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married the yeoman of the wardrobe.

SIR ANDREW
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Fie on him, Jezebel!
FABIAN
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O, peace! now he's deeply in: look how
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imagination blows him.
43. blows him: puffs him up.
MALVOLIO
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Having been three months married to her,
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sitting in my state,
45. sitting in my state: i.e., on the court chair of, and dressed in the robes of, a Count (since Olivia is a Countess).
SIR TOBY BELCH
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O, for a stone-bow, to hit him in the eye!
46. stone-bow: crossbow used to shoot stones.
MALVOLIO
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Calling my officers about me, in my branched
47. officers: household staff. branched: embroidered with branches of leaves and flowers. 48. day-bed: couch. (Malvolio may be thinking that his love will have left Olivia very satisfied.)
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velvet gown; having come from a day-bed, where
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I have left Olivia sleeping,
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Fire and brimstone!
FABIAN
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O, peace, peace!
MALVOLIO
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And then to have the humour of state; and
52. the humour of state: the manner of the powerful.
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after a demure travel of regard telling
53. demure travel of regard: grave visual examination of all present. telling . . . place: (It is his "demure travel of regard" that tells everyone that Malvolio has the "place" of a Count.)
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them I know my place as I would they should
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do theirs to ask for my kinsman Toby,
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Bolts and shackles!
56. Bolts and shackles: leg irons (Sir Toby thinks Malvolio ought to be locked up.)
FABIAN
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O peace, peace, peace! now, now.
MALVOLIO
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Seven of my people, with an obedient start,
58. start: jump (as in "jump to it").
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make out for him: I frown the while; and
59. make out for: go after.
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perchance wind up my watch, or play with my
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some rich jewel. Toby approaches; curtsies
61. play with my . . . jewel: (Malvolio was thinking of his steward's chain, but remembers that he'll be a Count.) curtsies: bows, and other signs of respect.
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there to me,
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Shall this fellow live?
FABIAN
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Though our silence be drawn from us with cars,
64. be drawn . . . with cars: i.e., kept only with a great struggle .
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yet peace.
MALVOLIO
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I extend my hand to him thus, quenching my
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familiar smile with an austere regard of control,
67. austere regard of control: severe look of authority.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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And does not Toby take you a blow o' the lips then?
68. take you a blow o': give you a punch on.
MALVOLIO
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Saying, 'Cousin Toby, my fortunes having cast me
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on your niece give me this prerogative of speech,'
70. give me this prerogative of speech: i.e., you must acknowledge my right to give you a talking-to.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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What, what?
71. What, what?: i.e., What even more outrageous thing is he going to say next?.
MALVOLIO
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'You must amend your drunkenness.'
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Out, scab!
73. Out: Begone, Get out of my sight. scab: scurvy rascal.
FABIAN
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Nay, patience, or we break the sinews of our
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plot.
MALVOLIO
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'Besides, you waste the treasure of your time
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with a foolish knight,'
SIR ANDREW
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That's me, I warrant you.
78. warrant: promise.
MALVOLIO
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'One Sir Andrew,'
SIR ANDREW
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I knew 'twas I; for many do call me fool.
MALVOLIO
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What employment have we here?
81. employment: business.
Taking up the letter.
FABIAN
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Now is the woodcock near the gin.

SIR TOBY BELCH
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O, peace! and the spirit of humour intimate
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reading aloud to him!
MALVOLIO
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By my life, this is my lady's hand these be
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her very C's, her U's and her T's and thus
86. thus: Malvolio demonstrateshe may hold out his hand to be kissed, rather than shaken. 87. great: upper-case.
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makes she her great P's. It is, in contempt
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of question, her hand.
88. in contempt of question: without a doubt. hand: handwriting.
SIR ANDREW
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Her C's, her U's and her T's: why that?
89. Her C's, her U's and her T's: ("Cut" was slang for female privates.)
MALVOLIO [Reads]
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'To the unknown beloved, this, and my
90. unknown beloved: secret love.
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good wishes:' her very phrases! By
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your leave, wax. Soft! and the impressure
91-92. By your leave: With your permission (He's talking to the letter as he opens it.) 92. Soft: wait a minute. impressure: impression in the wax seal. 93. Lucrece: Lucretia, emblem of chastity.
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her Lucrece, with which she uses to seal:
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'tis my lady. To whom should this be?
FABIAN
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This wins him, liver and all.
95. wins him: gets him. liver: The organ of love.
MALVOLIO [Reads]
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'Jove knows I love:
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But who?
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Lips, do not move;
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No man must know.'
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'No man must know.' What follows? The
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numbers altered! 'No man must know:'
101. numbers altered: meter changed. Maybe Malvolio is thinking that, if said just right, No man must know, sounds like Mal-vol-i-o.
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if this should be thee, Malvolio?
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Marry, hang thee, brock!
103. brock: badger, a stinking beast.
MALVOLIO [Reads]
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'I may command where I adore;
104. where: i.e., the person whom.
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But silence, like a Lucrece knife,
105. Lucrece knife: (After being raped by Tarquin, Lucretia stabbed herself to death.)
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With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore:
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M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.'
FABIAN
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A fustian riddle!
108. fustian: high-sounding, but emptyso perfect for Malvolio.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Excellent wench, say I.
109. Excellent wench: i.e., Maria, who wrote the letter.
MALVOLIO
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'M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.' Nay, but first,
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let me see, let me see, let me see.
FABIAN
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What dish o' poison has she dressed him!
112. What: What a. she dressed him: she has prepared for him.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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And with what wing the staniel cheques at it!
113. wing: flight, speed. staniel: an inferior hawk.cheques at it: goes for it. (When a hawk cheques, it turns and goes after the wrong target.)
MALVOLIO
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'I may command where I adore.' Why, she
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may command me: I serve her; she is my lady.
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Why, this is evident to any formal capacity;
116. formal capacity: normal understanding.
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there is no obstruction in this: and the end,
117. obstruction: difficulty, obstacle.
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what should that alphabetical position
118. alphabetical position: arrangement of the letters.
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portend? If I could make that resemble
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something in me, Softly! M, O, A, I,
120. Softly!: Slowly! Carefully!.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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O, ay, make up that: he is now at a cold scent.
121. O, ay: (Toby is mocking Malvolio's reading.) make up that: make something out of that. cold scent: faint, deceptive trail.
FABIAN
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Sowter will cry upon't for all this, though
122. Sowter: (Typical name of a stupid hunting dog.)
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it be as rank as a fox.
123. will . . . fox: despite the fact that the trail is cold, he will give tongue as though he had found the true scent, even though the deception stinks like a fox.
MALVOLIO
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M, Malvolio; M, why, that begins my
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name.
FABIAN
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Did not I say he would work it out? the cur is
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excellent at faults.
127. faults: places where the trail of scent is broken. (Fabian means that Malvolio will read the letter to suit himself, no matter what.)
MALVOLIO
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M, but then there is no consonancy in the
128. consonancy: agreement, consistency.
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sequel; that suffers under probation A should
129. sequel; that suffers under probation: following letters which are subject to examination. (What's funny about this speech is that Malvolio uses many high-flown, legalistic words to say the obvious.)
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follow but O does.
FABIAN
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And O shall end, I hope.
131. O shall end: i.e., O, the hangman's noose, will put an end to him, and/or this joke will end in a cry of pain "O," when Malvolio discovers the truth.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Ay, or I'll cudgel him, and make him cry O!
MALVOLIO
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And then I comes behind.
FABIAN
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Ay, an you had any eye behind you, you might
134. an: if. any eye behind you: i.e., an eye in the back of your head. 135. detraction: insults, mockery. fortunes: good luck, rewards. before you: in front of you.
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see more detraction at your heels than fortunes
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before you.
MALVOLIO
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M, O, A, I; this simulation is not as the former:
137. simulation: disguised meaning.
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and yet, to crush this a little, it would bow to me,
138. crush: force. bow: yield.
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for every one of these letters are in my name.
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Soft! here follows prose.
140. Soft: hold on, wait a minute, etc.
[Reads.]
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'If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my stars
141. revolve: think things over. stars: fortune.
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I am above thee; but be not afraid of greatness:
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some are born great, some achieve greatness,
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and some have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy
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Fates open their hands; let thy blood and spirit
145. open their hands: (They're in a giving mood.) thy blood and spirit: i.e., every fiber of your being.
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embrace them; and, to inure thyself to what
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thou art like to be, cast thy humble slough and
147. cast thy humble slough Literally, a "slough" is the discarded skin of a snake. 148. opposite: contrary.
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appear fresh. Be opposite with a kinsman, surly
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with servants; let thy tongue tang arguments of
149. tang: sound loud with. 149-150. arguments of state: political opinions. 150. trick: habit. singularity: uniqueness, eccentricity.
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state; put thyself into the trick of singularity:
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she thus advises thee that sighs for thee.
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Remember who commended thy yellow stockings,
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and wished to see thee ever cross-gartered: I say,
153. ever: always. cross-gartered:
154. Go to: i.e., wake up. thou art made: i.e., you are assured of being a gentleman. 155. still: always. 156. fellow: companion.

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remember. Go to, thou art made, if thou desirest
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to be so; if not, let me see thee a steward still,
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the fellow of servants, andnot worthy to touch
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Fortune's fingers. Farewell.
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She that would alter services with thee,
158. alter services: (Malvolio now serves Olivia; if they married, she would serve him.)
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THE FORTUNATE-UNHAPPY.'
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Daylight and champaign discovers not more: this
160. champaign: open country. discovers: reveals.
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is open. I will be proud, I will read politic authors,
161. open: obvious. politic authors:
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I will baffle Sir Toby, I will wash off gross
162. baffle: put down. wash off: get rid of. gross: lowly,ignorant.
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acquaintance, I will be point-devise the very man.
163. point-devise the very man: exactly the man, to the letter. 164. jade: trick.
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I do not now fool myself, to let imagination jade
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me; for every reason excites to this, that my lady
165. every reason excites to: all the evidence points to.
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loves me. She did commend my yellow stockings
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of late, she did praise my leg being cross-gartered;
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and in this she manifests herself to my love, and
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with a kind of injunction drives me to these habits
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of her liking. I thank my stars I am happy. I will
170. happy: fortunate.
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be strange, stout, in yellow stockings, and
171. strange: aloof. stout: haughty.
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cross-gartered, even with the swiftness of putting
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on. Jove and my stars be praised! Here is yet a
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postscript.
[Reads.]
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'Thou canst not choose but know who I am. If thou
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entertainest my love, let it appear in thy smiling;
176. entertainest: accept.
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thy smiles become thee well; therefore in my
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presence still smile, dear my sweet, I prithee.'
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Jove, I thank thee: I will smile; I will do
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everything that thou wilt have me.
Exit.
FABIAN
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I will not give my part of this sport for a
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pension of thousands to be paid from the Sophy.
182. the Sophy: the Shah of Persia.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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I could marry this wench for this device.
183. this wench: i.e., Maria.
SIR ANDREW
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So could I too.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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And ask no other dowry with her but such another jest.
SIR ANDREW
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Nor I neither.
FABIAN
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Here comes my noble gull-catcher.
187. gull-catcher: tricker of suckers.
Enter MARIA.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Wilt thou set thy foot o' my neck?
188. o': on. Toby is saying, "You're the boss!"
SIR ANDREW
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Or o' mine either?
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Shall I play my freedom at tray-trip, and become
190. play: gamble. tray-trip: a dice game.
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thy bond-slave?
SIR ANDREW
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I' faith, or I either?
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Why, thou hast put him in such a dream, that
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when the image of it leaves him he must run mad.
194. when the image of it leaves him: i.e., when Malvolio learns the truth.= . . .
MARIA
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Nay, but say true; does it work upon him?
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Like aqua-vitae with a midwife.
196. aqua-vitae: brandy, whisky, etc. midwife: (Apparently it didn't take much to make a midwife drunk.)
MARIA
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If you will then see the fruits of the sport, mark
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his first approach before my lady: he will come to
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her in yellow stockings, and 'tis a colour she
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abhors, and cross-gartered, a fashion she detests;
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and he will smile upon her, which will now be so
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unsuitable to her disposition, being addicted to a
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melancholy as she is, that it cannot but turn him
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into a notable contempt. If you will see it, follow
204. notable contempt: common object of scorn.
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me.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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To the gates of Tartar, thou most excellent devil of wit!
206. Tartar: Tartarus, hell.
SIR ANDREW
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I'll make one too.
207. make one: be one of the group (of those who will see Malvolio make a fool of himself).
Exeunt.