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ANTONIO

O heavens themselves! [345]

SECOND OFFICER
Come sir, I pray you go.

ANTONIO
Let me speak a little. This youth that you see here
I snatch’d one half out of the jaws of death,

Reliev’d him with such sanctity of love;
And to his image, which methought did promise [350]
Most venerable worth, did I devotion.

FIRST OFFICER
What’s that to us? The time goes by. Away!

ANTONIO
But O how vile an idol proves this god!
Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.

In nature there’s no blemish but the mind: [355]
None can be call’d deform’d but the unkind.
Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil

Are empty trunks, o’er-flourish’d by the devil.

FIRST OFFICER

The man grows mad, away with him!
Come, come, sir. [360]

ANTONIO
Lead me on.
Exit (with Officers.)

VIOLA
Methinks his words do from such passion fly

That he believes himself; so do not I:
Prove true, imagination, O prove true,
That I, dear brother, be now ta’en for you! [365]