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CLOWN

Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun, it shines everywhere. I
would be sorry, sir, but the fool should be as oft with your master as with my
mistress: [40] I think I saw your wisdom there.

VIOLA
Nay, and thou pass upon me, I’ll no more with thee. Hold, there’s expenses

for thee.
(Giving a coin.)

CLOWN
Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send thee a beard! [45]

VIOLA
By my troth, I’ll tell thee, I am almost sick for one, (Aside) though I would not
have it grow on my chin.− Is thy lady within?

CLOWN
Would not a pair of these have bred, sir?

VIOLA

Yes, being kept together, and put to use. [50]

CLOWN

I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to bring a Cressida to this Troilus.

VIOLA
I understand you, sir, ‘tis well begged.
(Giving another coin.)

CLOWN
The matter, I hope, is not great, sir, begging but a beggar: Cressida was a

beggar. My lady is within, [55] sir. I will conster to them whence you come;
who you are and what you would are out of my welkin. I might say ‘element’,
but the word is overworn.
Exit.