Act 2 - Scene 2
Enter VIOLA, MALVOLIO following
Were not you even now with the Countess Olivia?
Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since
arrived but hither.
She returns this ring to you, sir: you might have
saved me my pains, to have taken it away yourself.
adds, moreover, that you should put your lord
into a desperate assurance she will none of him:
thing more, that you be never so hardy to
come again in his affairs, unless it be to report
your lord's taking
of this. Receive it so.
She took the ring of me: I'll none of it.
Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her
will is, it should be so returned: if it be worth
there it lies in your eye; if not, be
it his that finds it.
I left no ring with her: what means this lady?
Fortune forbid my outside have not charm'd her!
good view of me; indeed, so much,
That sure methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
For she did speak
in starts distractedly.
She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion
Invites me in this churlish messenger.
of my lord's ring! why, he sent her none.
I am the man: if it be so, as 'tis,
Poor lady, she were better love a
Disguise, I see, thou art a wickedness,
Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
How easy is it
for the proper-false
In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!
Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we!
such as we are made of, such we be.
How will this fadge? my master loves her dearly;
And I, poor monster,
fond as much on him;
And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
What will become of this? As I am man,
state is desperate for my master's love;
As I am woman, now alas the day!
What thriftless sighs shall
poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must untangle this, not I;
It is too hard a knot for me to untie!
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