Clo. The matter I hope is not great sir; begging, but a begger: Cressida was a begger. My Lady is within sir. I will conster to them whence you come, who you are, and what you would are out of my welkin, I might say Element, but the word is ouer-worne. Exit Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the foole, And to do that well, craues a kinde of wit: He must obserue their mood on whom he iests, The quality of persons, and the time: And like the Haggard, checke at euery Feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice, As full of labour as a Wise-mans Art: For folly that he wisely shewes, is fit; But wisemens folly falne, quite taint their wit. Enter Sir Toby and Andrew. To. Saue you Gentleman Vio. And you sir And. Dieu vou guard Monsieur Vio. Et vouz ousie vostre seruiture An. I hope sir, you are, and I am yours To. Will you incounter the house, my Neece is desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her Vio. I am bound to your Neece sir, I meane she is the list of my voyage To. Taste your legges sir, put them to motion Vio. My legges do better vnderstand me sir, then I vnderstand what you meane by bidding me taste my legs To. I meane to go sir, to enter Vio. I will answer you with gate and entrance, but we are preuented. Enter Oliuia, and Gentlewoman. Most excellent accomplish'd Lady, the heauens raine Odours on you And. That youth's a rare Courtier, raine odours, wel Vio. My matter hath no voice Lady, but to your owne most pregnant and vouchsafed eare And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchsafed: Ile get 'em all three already Ol. Let the Garden doore be shut, and leaue mee to my hearing. Giue me your hand sir Vio. My dutie Madam, and most humble seruice Ol. What is your name? Vio. Cesario is your seruants name, faire Princesse Ol. My seruant sir? 'Twas neuer merry world, Since lowly feigning was call'd complement: Y'are seruant to the Count Orsino youth Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be yours: Your seruants seruant, is your seruant Madam Ol. For him, I thinke not on him: for his thoughts, Would they were blankes, rather then fill'd with me Vio. Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts On his behalfe Ol. O by your leaue I pray you. I bad you neuer speake againe of him; But would you vndertake another suite I had rather heare you, to solicit that, Then Musicke from the spheares Vio. Deere Lady Ol. Giue me leaue, beseech you: I did send, After the last enchantment you did heare, A Ring in chace of you. So did I abuse My selfe, my seruant, and I feare me you: Vnder your hard construction must I sit, To force that on you in a shamefull cunning Which you knew none of yours. What might you think? Haue you not set mine Honor at the stake, And baited it with all th' vnmuzled thoughts That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your receiuing Enough is shewne, a Cipresse, not a bosome, Hides my heart: so let me heare you speake