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CLOWN

Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light, and
paper, and ink.

MALVOLIO
Fool, I’ll requite it in the highest degree: I prithee, be gone.

CLOWN
(Singing)

I am gone, sir, and anon, sir, [120]
I’ll be with you again,
In a trice, like to the old Vice,
Your need to sustain;
Who, with dagger of lath, in his rage and his wrath,

Cries, ‘Ah, ha!’ to the devil: [125]
Like a mad lad, ‘Pare thy nails, dad.
Adieu, goodman devil!’.

Exit.

Scene III IT

Olivia’s Garden

Enter Sebastian.

SEBASTIAN
This is the air, that is the glorious sun,

This pearl she gave me, I do feel’t, and see’t,
And though ’tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
Yet ’tis not madness. Where’s Antonio then?
I could not find him at the Elephant, [5]
Yet there he was, and there I found this credit,

That he did range the town to seek me out.
His counsel now might do me golden service:
For though my soul disputes well with my sense

That this may be some error, but no madness, [10]
Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune