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Title: The comedies of William Shakespeare
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Abbey, Edwin Austin, 1852-1911
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Publisher: New York : Harper and brothers
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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n his visageno great presage of cruelty. Filter Maria. Toby. Look where the youngest wren of nine comes. Alaria. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh your-selves into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio isturned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no Chris-tian that means to be saved by believing rightly canever believe such impossible passages of grossness.Hes in yellow- stockings. Toby. And cross-gartered ? Maria. Most villanously; like a pedant that keeps aschool i the church. I have dogged him like his mur-derer. He does obey every point of the letter that Idropped to betray him. He does smile his face intomore lines than are in the new map with the augmen-tation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thingas tis ; I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. Iknow- my lady will strike him; if she do, hell smile andtaket for a great favour. Toby. Come, bring us, bring us where he is. \Excuiit onines. Plate 14SIR TOBY AND HIS COMPANIONS Twelfth Night, act ii.. scene iii.
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TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL 105 Scene III.—Enter Sebastian and Antonio. Seb. I would not by my will have troubled you;But, since you make your pleasure of your pains,I will no further chide you. Ant. I could not stay behind you. My desire.More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth;And not all love to see you (though so muchAs might have drawn one to a longer voyage),But jealousy what might befall your travel,Being skilless in these parts: which to a stranger,Unguided and unfriended, often proveRough and unhospitable. My willing love,The rather by these arguments of fear,Set forth in your pursuit. Seb. My kind Antonio, I can no other answer make but thanks.And thanks, and ever thanks. Often good turnsAre shufifled off with such uncurrent pay;But were my worth, as is my conscience, firm.You should find better dealing. Whats to do 1Shall we go see the relics of this town) Ant. To-morrow, sir; best, first, go see your lodg-ing. Seb. I am not weary, and tis long to night;I pray

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