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In Orsino’s bosom.

OLIVIA
In his bosom? In what chapter of his bosom? [215]

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 [220] 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. [225]

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 [230]
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 labelled to my
will. As, item, two lips indifferent red; item, two grey eyes, [235] with lids to