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Much more for what I cannot do for you,
Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz’d,
But be of comfort. [325]

SECOND OFFICER
Come, sir, away.

ANTONIO
I must entreat of you some of that money.

VIOLA
What money, sir?

For the fair kindness you have show’d me here,
And part being prompted by your present trouble, [330]
Out of my lean and low ability

I’ll lend you something. My having is not much;
I’ll make division of my present with you.
Hold, there’s half my coffer.
(Offers Antonio money.)

ANTONIO
Will you deny me now? [335]

(Refuses it.)
Is’t possible that my deserts to you
Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery,
Lest that it make me so unsound a man

As to upbraid you with those kindnesses
That I have done for you.

VIOLA
I know of none, [340]
Nor know I you by voice or any feature.
I hate ingratitude more in a man

Than lying, vainness, babbling drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.