[281] Old eds. "do." [282] Respectful. [283] Violent cold. [284] Ed. 1602 "Hymniall." ACT IV. SCENE I. _Enter_ ANTONIO _in a fool's habit, with a little toy of a walnut shell, and soap to make bubbles_: MARIA _and_ ALBERTO. _Mar._ Away with this disguise in any hand! _Alb._ Fie, 'tis unsuiting to your elate spirit: Rather put on some transhaped cavalier, Some habit of a spitting critic, whose mouth Voids nothing but gentile and unvulgar Rheum of censure: rather assume---- _Ant._ Why, then should I put on the very flesh Of solid folly. No, this cock's comb is a crown Which I affect even with unbounded zeal. _Alb._ 'Twill thwart your plot, disgrace your high resolve. 10 _Ant._ By wisdom's heart, there is no essence mortal That I can envy, but a plump-cheek'd fool: O, he hath a patent of immunities Confirm'd by custom, seal'd by policy, As large as spacious thought. _Alb._ You cannot press among the courtiers, And have access to---- _Ant._ What? not a fool? Why, friend, a golden ass, A babled[285] fool, are sole canonical, Whilst pale-cheek'd wisdom, and lean-ribbèd art 20 Are kept in distance at the halbert's point; All held Apocrypha, not worth survey. Why, by the genius of that Florentine, Deep, deep observing, sound-brain'd Machiavel, He is not wise that strives not to seem fool. When will the Duke hold fee'd intelligence, Keep wary observation in large pay, To dog a fool's act? _Mar._ Ay, but feigning known disgraceth much. _Ant._ Pish! Most things that morally adhere to souls, 30 Wholly exist in drunk opinion: Whose reeling censure, if I value not, It values nought. _Mar._ You are transported with too slight a thought, If you but meditate of what is past, And what you plot to pass.