Page 547 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

SIR ANDREW

And you love me, let’s do’t: I am dog at a [60] catch.

CLOWN
By’r lady, sir, and some dogs will catch well.

SIR ANDREW
Most certain. Let our catch be, ‘Thou knave’.

CLOWN
‘Hold thy peace, thou knave’, knight? I shall be constrained in’t to call thee
knave, knight. [65]

SIR ANDREW

’Tis not the first time I have constrained one to call me knave. Begin, fool: it
begins, ‘Hold thy peace’.

CLOWN
I shall never begin if I hold my peace.

SIR ANDREW
Good, i’ faith. Come, begin. [70]
Catch sung.

Enter Maria.

MARIA

What a caterwauling do you keep here? If my lady have not called up her
steward Malvolio and bid him turn you out of doors, never trust me.

SIR TOBY
My lady’s a Cataian, we are politicians, Malvolio’s a Peg-a-Ramsey, and
(Sings) Three merry [75] men be we. Am not I consanguineous? Am I not of
her blood? Tilly-vally! ‘Lady!’ (Sings) There dwelt a man in Babylon, Lady,

Lady.

CLOWN