Page 607 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion. [55]

CLOWN
Fare thee well: remain thou still in darkness. Thou shalt hold th’ opinion of
Pythagoras ere I will allow of thy wits, and fear to kill a woodcock lest thou
dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well.

MALVOLIO
Sir Topas, Sir Topas! [60]

SIR TOBY
My most exquisite Sir Topas!

CLOWN
Nay, I am for all waters.

MARIA
Thou might’st have done this without thy beard and gown, he sees thee not.

SIR TOBY
To him in thine own voice, and bring me [65] word how thou find’st him: I
would we were well rid of this knavery. If he may be conveniently delivered, I
would he were, for I am now so far in offence with my niece that I cannot

pursue with any safety this sport to the upshot. Come by and by to my
chamber. [70]
Exit (with Maria).

CLOWN
(Singing)
Hey Robin, jolly Robin

Tell me how thy lady does.

MALVOLIO
Fool!

CLOWN
My lady is unkind, perdie.