SIR TOBY.Save you, gentleman! VIOLA.And you, sir.AGUECHEEK.Dieu vous garde, monsieur.VIOLA.Et vous aussi; votre serviteur.AGUECHEEK.I hope, sir, you are; and I am yours.SIR TOBY.Will you encounter the house? My niece is desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her.VIOLA.I am bound to your niece, sir; I mean, she is the list of my voyage.SIR TOBY.Taste your legs, sir; put them to motion.VIOLA.My legs do better understand me, sir, than I understand what you mean by bidding me taste my legs.SIR TOBY.I mean, to go, sir, to enter.VIOLA.I will answer you with gait and entrance.But we are prevented.
Enter OLIVIA and MARIA
Most excellent accomplish'd lady, the heavens rain odours on you! AGUECHEEK.That youth's a rare courtier- 'Rain odours' well! VIOLA.My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your own most pregnant and vouchsafed car.AGUECHEEK.'Odours,' 'pregnant,' and 'vouchsafed'- I'll get 'em all three all ready.OLIVIA.Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to my hearing.[Exeunt all but OLIVIA and VIOLA] Give me your hand, sir.VIOLA.My duty, madam, and most humble service.OLIVIA.What is your name? VIOLA.Cesario is your servant's name, fair Princess.OLIVIA.My servant, sir! 'Twas never merry world Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment.Y'are servant to the Count Orsino, youth.VIOLA.And he is yours, and his must needs be yours: Your servant's servant is your servant, madam.OLIVIA.For him, I think not on him; for histhoughts, Would they were blanks rather than fill'd with me! VIOLA.Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts On his behalf.OLIVIA.O, by your leave, I pray you: I bade you never speak again of him; But, would you undertake another suit, I had rather hear you to solicit that Than music from the spheres.VIOLA.Dear lady- OLIVIA.Give me leave, beseech you.I did send, After the last enchantment you did here, A ring in chase of you; so did I abuse Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you.Under your hard construction must I sit, To force that on you in a shameful cunning Which you knew none of yours.What might you think? Have you not set mine honour at the stake, And baited it with all th' unmuzzled thoughts That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your receiving Enough is shown: a cypress, not a bosom, Hides my heart.So, let me hear you speak.VIOLA.I Pity YOU.OLIVIA.That's a degree to love.VIOLA.No, not a grize; for 'tis a vulgar proof That very oft we pity enemies.OLIVIA.Why, then, methinks 'tis time to smile again.O world, how apt the poor are to be proud! If one should be a prey, how much the better To fall before the lion than the wolf! [Clock strikes] The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.Be not afraid, good youth; I will not have you; And yet, when wit and youth is come to harvest, Your wife is like to reap a proper man.There lies your way, due west.VIOLA.Then westward-ho! Grace and good disposition attend your ladyship! You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me? OLIVIA.Stay.I prithee tell me what thou think'st of me.VIOLA.That you do think you are not what you are.OLIVIA.If I think so, I think the same of you.VIOLA.Then think you right: I am not what I am.OLIVIA.I would you were as I would have you be! VIOLA.Would it be better, madam, than I am? I wish it might, for now I am your fool.OLIVIA.O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon.Cesario, by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, I love thee so that, maugre all thy pride, Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause; But rather reason thus with reason fetter: Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.VIOLA.By innocence I swear, and by my youth,I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has; nor never none Shall mistress be of it, save I alone.And so adieu, good madam; never more Will I my master's tears to you deplore.OLIVIA.Yet come again; for thou perhaps mayst move That heart which now abhors to like his love.Exeunt
