Orsino! I have heard my father name him:
He was a bachelor then.
And so is now, or was so very late;
For but a month ago I went from hence,
And then 'twas fresh in murmur, as,
What great ones do the less will prattle of,
That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.
A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count
That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her
In the protection
of his son, her brother,
Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,
They say, she hath abjured the company
sight of men.
O that I served that lady
And might not be delivered to the world,
Till I had made mine own occasion
What my estate is!
That were hard to compass;
Because she will admit no kind of suit,
No, not the duke's.
There is a fair behavior in thee, captain;
And though that nature with a beauteous wall
Doth oft close in
pollution, yet of thee
I will believe thou hast a mind that suits
With this thy fair and outward character.
prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
For such disguise as haply
The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:
Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:
may be worth thy pains; for I can sing
And speak to him in many sorts of music
That will allow me very
worth his service.
What else may hap to time I will commit;
Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.
Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:
When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.
I thank thee: lead me on.
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