Clown.
Clown.
Will you make me believe, that I am not sent
for you?
Seb.
Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let
me be clear of thee.
Clo.
Well held out, i'faith: no, I do not know you,
nor I am not sent to you by my Lady, to bid you
come speak with-her; nor your name is not master Cesario,
nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing, that
is so, is so.
Seb.
I pr'ythee, vent thy folly somewhere else; thou
know'st not me.
Clo.
Vent my folly!—he has heard that word of
some great man, and now applies it to a fool. Vent
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my folly! I am afraid, this great lubber* note the world
will prove a cockney. I pr'ythee now, ungird thy
strangeness and tell me what I shall vent to my Lady;
shall I vent to her, that thou art coming?
Seb.
I pr'ythee, foolish Greek,3 note
depart from me;
there's mony for thee. If you tarry longer, I shall
give worse payment.
Clo.
By my troth, thou hast an open hand; these
wise men, that give fools mony, get themselves a good
report after fourteen years' purchase.4 note
Enter Sir Andrew, Sir Toby, and Fabian.
Sir And.
Now, Sir, have I met you again? there's
for you.
[Striking Sebastian.
Seb.
Why, there's for thee, and there, and there:
are all the people mad?
[Beating Sir Andrew.
Sir To.
Hold, Sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er
the house.
Clo.
This will I tell my Lady strait: I would not
be in some of your coats for two pence.
[Exit Clown.
Sir To.
Come on, Sir; hold.
[Holding Sebastian.
Sir And.
Nay, let him alone, I'll go another way
to work with him; I'll have an action of battery
against him, if there be any law in Illyria; tho' I
struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.
Seb.
Let go thy hand.
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Sir To.
Come Sir, I will not let you go. Come,
my young soldier, put up your iron; you are well
flesh'd: come on.
Seb.
I will be free from thee. What wouldst thou
now? If thou dar'st tempt me further, draw thy sword.
Sir To.
What, what? nay, then, I must have an
ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.
[They draw and fight.
Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].
