. Shakespeare's Twelfth night;. yet my state is well:I am a gentleman. Ill be sworn thou art;Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions and spirit,Do give thee five-fold blazon03. Not too fast: soft, soft!Unless the master were the manN. How now !Even so quickly may one catch the plagueN ?Methinks I feel this youths perfections With an invisible and subtle stealth 280 To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it ho, Malvolio ! 32 TWELFTH NIGHT [act i Re-enter Malvolio. Mai. Here, madam, at your service. Oli. Run after that same peevish messenger,The countys man: he left this ring behind him,Wo
. Shakespeare's Twelfth night;. yet my state is well:I am a gentleman. Ill be sworn thou art;Thy tongue, thy face, thy limbs, actions and spirit,Do give thee five-fold blazon03. Not too fast: soft, soft!Unless the master were the manN. How now !Even so quickly may one catch the plagueN ?Methinks I feel this youths perfections With an invisible and subtle stealth 280 To creep in at mine eyes. Well, let it ho, Malvolio ! 32 TWELFTH NIGHT [act i Re-enter Malvolio. Mai. Here, madam, at your service. Oli. Run after that same peevish messenger,The countys man: he left this ring behind him,Would I or not; tell him Ill none of him not to flatter with his lord,Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for that the youth will come this way to-morrow,Ill give him reasons for t; hie thee, Malvolio. Mai. Madam, I will. Oli. I do I know not what, and fear to findMine eye too great a flatterer for my , show thy force : ourselves we do not oweD;What is decreed must be, and be this soN. [ [ SHERIFF S POSTS scene i] TWELFTH NIGHT 33 ACT II Scene I. The sea-coast. Enter Antonio and Sebastian. Ant. Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I gowith you ? Seb. By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly overmeN: the malignancy of my fate might perhaps distemper2yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I maybear my evils alone: it were a bad recompense for yourlove, to lay any of them on Let me yet know of you wither you are bound. 8Seb. No, soothD, sir: my determinate0 3 voyage is mereextravagancyN. But I perceive in you so excellent a touchof modesty, that you will not extort from me what I am will-ing to keep in ; therefore it charges me in manners the ratherto express myself. You must know of me then, Antonio,my name is Sebastian, which I called Roderigo. My fatherwas that Sebastian of MessalineN, whom I know you haveheard of. He left behind him myself and a sister, both bornin an hour: if the heavens had been ple
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