SCENE I.
The Street.
Enter Sebastian and 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.
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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 my folly! I am afraid
this great lubber 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 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.
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.
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.
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George Sewell [1723–5], The works of Shakespear in six [seven] volumes. Collated and Corrected by the former Editions, By Mr. Pope ([Vol. 7] Printed by J. Darby, for A. Bettesworth [and] F. Fayram [etc.], London) [word count] [S11101].
