_Seb._ I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsman; But, had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less with wit and safety. You throw a strange regard upon me, and by that I do perceive it hath offended you: 205 Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows We made each other but so late ago. _Duke._ One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons, A natural perspective, that is and is not! _Seb._ Antonio, O my dear Antonio! 210 How have the hours rack'd and tortured me, Since I have lost thee! _Ant._ Sebastian are you? _Seb._ Fear'st thou that, Antonio? _Ant._ How have you made division of yourself? An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin 215 Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian? _Oli._ Most wonderful! _Seb._ Do I stand there? I never had a brother; Nor can there be that deity in my nature, Of here and every where. I had a sister, 220 Whom the blind waves and surges have devour'd. Of charity, what kin are you to me? What countryman? what name? what parentage? _Vio._ Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father; Such a Sebastian was my brother too, 225 So went he suited to his watery tomb: If spirits can assume both form and suit You come to fright us. _Seb._ A spirit I am indeed; But am in that dimension grossly clad Which from the womb I did participate. 230 Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, I should my tears let fall upon your cheek, And say 'Thrice-welcome, drowned Viola!' _Vio._ My father had a mole upon his brow. _Seb._ And so had mine. 235 _Vio._ And died that day when Viola from her birth Had number'd thirteen years. _Seb._ O, that record is lively in my soul! He finished indeed his mortal act That day that made my sister thirteen years. 240 _Vio._ If nothing lets to make us happy both But this my masculine usurp'd attire, Do not embrace me till each circumstance Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump That I am Viola: which to confirm, 245 I'll bring you to a captain in this town, Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help I was preserved to serve this noble count. All the occurrence of my fortune since Hath been between this lady and this lord. 250 _Seb._ [_To Olivia_] So comes it, lady, you have been mistook: But nature to her bias drew in that. You would have been contracted to a maid; Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived, You are betroth'd both to a maid and man. 255