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Twelfth Night

Twelfth Night Translation Act 3, Scene 2

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Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN

SIR ANDREW

No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer.

SIR ANDREW

No, really, I won't stay a moment longer.

SIR TOBY BELCH

Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.

SIR TOBY BELCH

What's your reason for leaving, my bitter friend?

FABIAN

You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.

FABIAN

Yes, you must tell us your reason, Sir Andrew.

SIR ANDREW

Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon me. I saw’t i'theorchard.

SIR ANDREW

Well, I saw your niece Olivia treating the Duke's messenger better than she has ever treated me. I saw it in the garden.

SIR TOBY BELCH

Did she see thee the while, old boy? Tell me that.

SIR TOBY BELCH

Did she see you at the time though, old boy? Tell me that.

SIR ANDREW

As plain as I see you now.

SIR ANDREW

Yes, she saw me as plainly as I see you now.

FABIAN

This was a great argument of love in her toward you.

FABIAN

Then that was proof that she loves you.

SIR ANDREW

'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?

SIR ANDREW

What, are trying to make a fool of me?

FABIAN

I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of judgment and reason.

FABIAN

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SIR TOBY BELCH

And they have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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FABIAN

She did show favor to the youth in your sight only to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valor, to put fire in your heart and brimstone in your liver. You should then have accosted her, and with some excellent jests, fire-new from the mint, you should have banged the youth into dumbness. This was looked for at your hand, and this was balked. The double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed into the north of my lady’s opinion, where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman’s beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt either of valor or policy.

FABIAN

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SIR ANDREW

An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a politician.

SIR ANDREW

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of valor. Challenge me the count’s youth to fight with him. Hurt him in eleven places. My niece shall take note of it, and assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man’s commendation with woman than report of valor.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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FABIAN

There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.

FABIAN

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SIR ANDREW

Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?

SIR ANDREW

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Go, write it in a martial hand. Be curst and brief. Itis no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and full of invention. Taunt him with the license of ink. If thou “thou”-est him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper, althoughthe sheet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em down. Go, about it. Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. About it.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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SIR ANDREW

Where shall I find you?

SIR ANDREW

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SIR TOBY BELCH

We’ll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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FABIAN

This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.

FABIAN

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SIR TOBY BELCH

I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand strong,or so.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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FABIAN

We shall have a rare letter from him: but you’ll not deliver ’t?

FABIAN

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Never trust me, then. And by all means stir on the youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were opened and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of the anatomy.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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FABIAN

And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty.

FABIAN

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Enter MARIA

SIR TOBY BELCH

Look where the youngest wren of nine comes.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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MARIA

If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourself into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is turned heathen, a very renegado. For there is no Christian thatmeans to be saved by believing rightly can ever believesuch impossible passages of grossness. He’s in yellow stockings.

MARIA

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SIR TOBY BELCH

And cross-gartered?

SIR TOBY BELCH

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MARIA

Most villanously, like a pedant that keeps a school i' the church. I have dogged him, like his murderer. He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thing as ’tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike him. If she do, he’ll smile and take ’t for a great favor.

MARIA

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Come, bring us, bring us where he is.

SIR TOBY BELCH

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