Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life; [Exit Widow. The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for, King. Re-enter Widow, with HELENA. Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes? Is't real that I see? Hel. Is there no exorcist No, my good lord ; "Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, Ber. Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. Hel. If it appear not plain and prove untrue, Deadly divorce step between me and you! O my dear mother, do I see you living? Laf. Mine eyes smell onions; I shall weep anon: 300 310 320 [To Parolles] Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkercher : so, thank thee: wait on me home, I'll make sport with thee: Let thy courtesies alone, they are scurvy ones. King. Let us from point to point this story know, To make the even truth in pleasure flow. [To Diana] If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower, Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower; For I can guess that by thy honest aid Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid. 330 [Flourish. EPILOGUE. King. The king's a beggar, now the play is done : That you express content; which we will pay, [Exeunt. SCENE: A city in Illyria, and the sea-coast near it. ACT I. SCENE I. The DUKE's palace. Enter DUKE, CURIO, and other Lords; Musicians, attending. Duke. If music be the food of love, play on : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound, O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou, Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical. Cur. Will you go hunt, my lord? What, Curio? ( 718 ) 10 Cur. The hart. Duke. Why, so I do, the noblest that I have: O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought she purged the air of pestilence! 20 And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, Enter VALENTINE. How now! what news from her? Val. So please my lord, I might not be admitted; A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh Duke. O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame How will she love, when the rich golden shaft That live in her; when liver, brain and heart, These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill'd Away before me to sweet beds of flowers: 30 40 Love-thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The sea-coast. Enter VIOLA, a Captain, and Sailors. Vio. What country, friends, is this? Cup. This is Illyria, lady. Vio. And what should I do in Illyria? My brother he is in Elysium. Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors? When you and those poor number saved with you Most provident in peril, bind himself, Courage and hope both teaching him the practice, 10 I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves Vio. For saying so, there's gold: Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope, The like of him. Know'st thou this country? Cap. Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born Not three hours' travel from this very place. Vio. Who governs here? Cap. A noble duke, in nature as in name. Cap. Orsino. Vio. Orsino! I have heard my father name him : He was a bachelor then. Cap. And so is now, or was so very late; For but a month ago I went from hence And then 'twas fresh in murmur,-as, you know, That he did seek the love of fair Olivia. Vio. What's she? Cap. A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her O that I served that lady Vio. Cap. That were hard to compass; Because she will admit no kind of suit, Vio. There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain; I will believe thou hast a mind that suits |