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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].

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Scene SCENE. Olivia's garden. Enter Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, and Fabian.

Sir To.

Come thy ways, signor Fabian.

Fab.

Nay, I'll come; if I lose a scruple of this sport, let me be boil'd to death with melancholy.

Sir To.

Would'st thou not be glad to have the niggardly rascally sheep-biter come by some notable shame?

Fab.

I would exult, man; you know he brought me out of favour with my lady; about a bear-baiting here.

Sir To.

To anger him we'll have the bear again, and we will fool him black and blue. Shall we not, Sir Andrew?

Sir And.

An we do not, it's pity of our lives.

Enter Maria.

Sir To.

Here comes the little villain: how now, my nettle of India?

Mar.

Get ye all three behind yon tree; Malvolio's coming down this walk, he has been yonder i'th' sun, practising behaviour to his own shadow, this half hour. Observe him, for the love of mockery; for I know this letter will make a contemplative ideot of him. [Throws the letter upon the ground.] Close, in the name of jesting; lie thou there; for here comes the trout that must be caught with tickling.

[Exit.

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