The Tudor Shakespeare . To any other trust but that I am mad 15 Or else the ladys mad ; yet, if twere so. She could not sway her house, command her followers,Take and give back affairs and their dispatchWith such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearingAs I perceive she does. Theres something int 20That is deceivable. But here the lady comes. Enter Olivia and Priest. Oil. Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well,Now go with me and with this holy manInto the chantry by ; there, before underneath that consecrated roof, 25 Plight me the full assurance of your my most jealou
The Tudor Shakespeare . To any other trust but that I am mad 15 Or else the ladys mad ; yet, if twere so. She could not sway her house, command her followers,Take and give back affairs and their dispatchWith such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearingAs I perceive she does. Theres something int 20That is deceivable. But here the lady comes. Enter Olivia and Priest. Oil. Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well,Now go with me and with this holy manInto the chantry by ; there, before underneath that consecrated roof, 25 Plight me the full assurance of your my most jealous and too doubtful soulMay live at peace. He shall conceal itWhiles you are willing it shall come to note,What time we will our celebration keep 30 According to my birth. What do you say ? 96 tETtoelftt) il^igl)t Act IV Seb. Ill follow this good man, and go with you ; And, having sworn truth, ever will be Then lead the way, good father; and heavens soshineThat they may fairly note this act of mine ! 35 ACT FIFTH Scene I [Before Olivias house.] Enter Clown and Fabian. Fab. Now, as thou lovst me, let me see his let-ter. Clo. Good Master Fabian, grant me another re-quest. Fab. Anything. 5 Clo. Do not desire to see this letter. Fab. This is to give a dog and in recompense desiremy dog again. Enter Duke, Viola, Curio, and Lords. Duke. Belong you to the Lady Olivia, friends ? Clo. Ay, sir ! we are some of her trappings. 10 Duke. I know thee well; how dost thou, my good fellow ?Clo. Truly, sir, the better for my foes and the worse for my Just the contrary; the better for thy 15 No, sir, the worse. H 97 ^ 98 tD:tDelft^ 0^\)t ActV Duke. How can that be ? Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am 20an ass ; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in theknowledge ofroy^self, and by myTrTends I^Habused ; so that, conclusions to be as kisses,if your four negatives make your two affirma-tives, why then, the
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