_Fab._ Good madam, hear me speak, And let no quarrel nor no brawl to come Taint the condition of this present hour, Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not, 345 Most freely I confess, myself and Toby Set this device against Malvolio here, Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts We had conceived against him: Maria writ The letter at Sir Toby's great importance; 350 In recompense whereof he hath married her. How with a sportful malice it was follow'd, May rather pluck on laughter than revenge; If that the injuries be justly weigh'd That have on both sides pass'd. 355 _Oli._ Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee! _Clo._ Why, 'some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them.' I was one, sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, sir; but that's all one. 'By the Lord, fool, I am not mad.' But do you remember? 360 'Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagged:' and thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. _Mal._ I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. [_Exit._ _Oli._ He hath been most notoriously abused. 365 _Duke._ Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace: He hath not told us of the captain yet: When that is known, and golden time convents, A solemn combination shall be made Of our dear souls. Meantime, sweet sister, 370 We will not part from hence. Cesario, come; For so you shall be, while you are a man; But when in other habits you are seen, Orsino's mistress and his fancy's queen. [_Exeunt all, except Clown._ _Clo._ [_Sings_] When that I was and a little tiny boy, 375 With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, &c. 380 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain, &c. But when I came, alas! to wive, With hey, ho, &c. By swaggering could I never thrive, 385 For the rain, &c. But when I came unto my beds, With hey, ho, &c. With toss-pots still had drunken heads, For the rain, &c. 390 A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, &c. But that's all one, our play is done, And we'll strive to please you every day. [_Exit._ LINENOTES: Before OLIVIA'S house] Capell. The street. Pope. [1] _his_] F1. _this_ F2 F3 F4. [6] Lords.] Attendants. Capell.