twelfth night; or what you will(第十二夜)-第4节
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little longer。 Some mollification for your giant； sweet lady。 OLIVIA。 Tell
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me your mind。 VIOLA。 I am a messenger。 OLIVIA。 Sure； you have some
hideous matter to deliver； when the courtesy of it is so fearful。 Speak your
office。 VIOLA。 It alone concerns your ear。 I bring no overture of war； no
taxation of homage： I hold the olive in my hand； my words are as full of
peace as matter。 OLIVIA。 Yet you began rudely。 What are you？ What
would you？ VIOLA。 The rudeness that hath appear'd in me have I learn'd
from my entertainment。 What I am and what I would are as secret as
maidenhead… to your cars； divinity； to any other's； profanation。 OLIVIA。
Give us the place alone； we will hear this divinity。 ＇Exeunt MARIA and
ATTENDANTS＇ Now； sir； what is your text？ VIOLA。 Most sweet lady…
OLIVIA。 A comfortable doctrine； and much may be said of it。 Where lies
your text？ VIOLA。 In Orsino's bosom。 OLIVIA。 In his bosom！ In what
chapter of his bosom？ VIOLA。 To answer by the method： in the first of his
heart。 OLIVIA。 O； I have read it； it is heresy。 Have you no more to say？
VIOLA。 Good madam； let me see your face。 OLIVIA。 Have you any
commission from your lord to negotiate with my face？ You are now out of
your text； but we will draw the curtain and show you the picture。
＇Unveiling＇ Look you； sir； such a one I was this present。 Is't not well done？
VIOLA。 Excellently done； if God did all。 OLIVIA。 'Tis in grain； sir； 'twill
endure wind and weather。 VIOLA。 'Tis beauty truly blent； whose red and
white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on。 Lady； you are the
cruell'st she alive； If you will lead these graces to the grave； And leave the
world no copy。 OLIVIA。 O； sir； I will not be so hard…hearted； I will give
out divers schedules of my beauty。 It shall be inventoried； and every
particle and utensil labell'd to my will： as… item； two lips indifferent red；
item； two grey eyes with lids to them； item； one neck； one chin； and so
forth。 Were you sent hither to praise me？ VIOLA。 I see you what you are：
you are too proud； But； if you were the devil； you are fair。 My lord and
master loves you… O； such love Could be but recompens'd though you
were crown'd The nonpareil of beauty！ OLIVIA。 How does he love me？
VIOLA。 With adorations； fertile tears； With groans that thunder love； with
sighs of fire。 OLIVIA。 Your lord does know my mind； I cannot love him。
Yet I suppose him virtuous； know him noble； Of great estate； of fresh and
stainless youth； In voices well divulg'd； free； learn'd； and valiant； And in
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dimension and the shape of nature A gracious person； but yet I cannot love
him。 He might have took his answer long ago。 VIOLA。 If I did love you in
my master's flame； With such a suff'ring； such a deadly life； In your denial
I would find no sense； I would not understand it。 OLIVIA。 Why； what
would you？ VIOLA。 Make me a willow cabin at your gate； And call upon
my soul within the house； Write loyal cantons of contemned love And sing
them loud even in the dead of night； Halloo your name to the reverberate
hals； And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out 'Olivia！' O； you
should not rest Between the elements of air and earth But you should pity
me！ OLIVIA。 You might do much。 What is your parentage？ VIOLA。
Above my fortunes； yet my state is well： I am a gentleman。 OLIVIA。 Get
you to your lord。 I cannot love him； let him send no more… Unless
perchance you come to me again To tell me how he takes it。 Fare you well。
I thank you for your pains； spend this for me。 VIOLA。 I am no fee'd post；
lady； keep your purse； My master； not myself； lacks recompense。 Love
make his heart of flint that you shall love； And let your fervour； like my
master's； be Plac'd in contempt！ Farewell； fair cruelty。 Exit OLIVIA。 'What
is your parentage？' 'Above my fortunes； yet my state is well： I am a
gentleman。' I'll be sworn thou art； Thy tongue； thy face； thy limbs； actions；
and spirit； Do give thee five…fold blazon。 Not too fast！ Soft； soft！ Unless
the master were the man。 How now！ Even so quickly may one catch the
plague？ Methinks I feel this youth's perfections With an invisible and
subtle stealth To creep in at mine eyes。 Well； let it be。 What ho； Malvolio！
Re…enter MALVOLIO
MALVOLIO。 Here； madam； at your service。 OLIVIA。 Run after that
same peevish messenger； The County's man。 He left this ring behind him；
Would I or not。 Tell him I'll none of it。 Desire him not to flatter with his
lord； Nor hold him up with hopes； I am not for him。 If that the youth will
come this way to…morrow； I'll give him reasons for't。 Hie thee； Malvolio。
MALVOLIO。 Madam； I will。 Exit OLIVIA。 I do I know not what； and fear
to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind。 Fate； show thy force：
ourselves we do not owe； What is decreed must be； and be this so！ Exit
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ACT II。
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SCENE I。 The sea…coast
Enter ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN
ANTONIO。 Will you stay no longer； nor will you not that I go with
you？ SEBASTIAN。 By your patience； no。 My stars shine darkly over me；
the malignancy of my fate might perhaps distemper yours； therefore I shall
crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone。 It were a bad
recompense for your love to lay any of them on you。 ANTONIO。 Let me
know of you whither you are bound。 SEBASTIAN。 No； sooth； sir； my
determinate voyage is mere extravagancy。 But I perceive in you so
excellent a touch of modesty that you will not extort from me what I am
willing to keep in； therefore it charges me in manners the rather to express
myself。 You must know of me then； Antonio； my name is Sebastian； which
I call'd Roderigo； my father was that Sebastian of Messaline whom I know
you have heard of。 He left behind him myself and a sister； both born in an
hour； if the heavens had been pleas'd； would we had so ended！ But you； sir；
alter'd that； for some hour before you took me from the breach of the sea
was my sister drown'd。 ANTONIO。 Alas the day！ SEBASTIAN。 A lady； sir；
though it was said she much resembled me； was yet of many accounted
beautiful； but though I could not with such estimable wonder overfar
believe that； yet thus far I will boldly publish her： she bore mind that envy
could not but call fair。 She is drown'd already； sir； with salt water； though I
seem to drown her remembrance again with more。 ANTONIO。 Pardon me；
sir； your bad entertainment。 SEBASTIAN。 O good Antonio； forgive me
your trouble。 ANTONIO。 If you will not murder me for my love； let me be
your servant。 SEBASTIAN。 If you will not undo what you have done… that
is； kill him whom you have recover'd…desire it not。 Fare ye well at once；
my bosom is full of kindness； and I am yet so near the manners of my
mother that； upon the least occasion more； mine eyes will tell tales of me。
I am bound to the Count Orsino's court。 Farewell。 Exit ANTONIO。 The
gentleness of all the gods go with thee！ I have many cnemies in Orsino's
court； Else would I very shortly see thee there。 But come what may； I do
adore thee so That danger shall seem
