_Clo._ No such matter, sir: I do live by the church; for I do live at my house, and my house doth stand by the church. _Vio._ Art not thou the Lady Olivia's fool? _Clo._ No, indeed, sir; the Lady Olivia has no folly: she will keep no fool, sir, till she be married; and fools are as like husbands, as pilchards are to herrings, the husband's the bigger; I am, indeed, not her fool, but her corrupter of words. _Vio._ I saw thee late at the Duke Orsino's. _Clo._ Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb, like the sun; it shines every where. I would be sorry, sir, but the fool should be as oft with your master, as with my mistress: I think, I saw your wisdom there. _Vio._ Nay, an thou pass upon me, I'll no more with thee. Hold, there's expences for thee. [_Gives him money._ _Clo._ Now, Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send thee a beard! _Vio._ By my troth, I'll tell thee; I am almost sick for one.--Is thy lady within? _Clo._ Would not a pair of these have bred, sir? _Vio._ Yes, being kept together, and put to use. _Clo._ I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to bring a Cressida to this Troilus. _Vio._ I understand you, sir: [_Gives him more money._] 'tis well begged. _Clo._ My lady is within, sir. I will construe to them whence you came: who you are, and what you would, are out of my welkin: I might say, element; but the word is over-worn. [_Exit_ CLOWN. _Vio._ This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; And to do that well, craves a kind of wit: He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time; And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice, As full of labour as a wise man's art. _Enter_ SIR TOBY, _and_ SIR ANDREW. _Sir To._ Save you, gentleman. _Vio._ And you, sir. _Sir To._ My niece is desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her. _Vio._ I am bound to your niece, sir: I mean, she is the list of my voyage. _Sir To._ Taste your legs, sir, put them to motion. _Vio._ My legs do better understand me, sir, than I understand what you mean by bidding me taste my legs. _Sir To._ I mean,--to go, sir, to enter. _Vio._ I will answer you with gait and entrance: But we are prevented. _Enter_ OLIVIA. Most excellent accomplished lady, the heavens rain odours on you! _Sir And._ That youth's a rare courtier!--_Rain odours!_--well. _Vio._ My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your own most pregnant and vouchsafed ear. _Sir And._ _Odours_, _pregnant_, and _vouchsafed_!--I'll get 'em all three ready. _Oli._ Leave me to my hearing. _Sir And._ _Odours--pregnant--vouchsafed._ [_Exeunt_ SIR TOBY _and_ SIR ANDREW. _Oli._ Give me your hand, sir.