Page 519 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Ay, he.

SIR TOBY
He’s as tall a man as any’s in Illyria.

MARIA
What’s that to th’ purpose? [20]

SIR TOBY
Why, he has three thousand ducats a year.

MARIA
Ay, but he’ll have but a year in all these ducats. He’s a very fool, and a
prodigal.

SIR TOBY
Fie, that you’ll say so! he plays o’ th’ viol-degamboys, and speaks three or

four languages word for [25] word without book, and hath all the good gifts
of nature.

MARIA
He hath indeed all, most natural: for besides that he’s a fool, he’s a great
quarreller; and but that he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he hath

in quarrelling, ’tis thought among the prudent he would [30] quickly have the
gift of a grave.

SIR TOBY
By this hand, they are scoundrels and substractors that say so of him. Who
are they?

MARIA
They that add, moreover, he’s drunk nightly in your company. [35]

SIR TOBY
With drinking healths to my niece: I’ll drink to her as long as there is a

passage in my throat, and drink in Illyria: he’s a coward and a coistrel that
will not drink to my niece till his brains turn o’ th’ toe, like a parish top. What,