Twelfth Night: Act 4, Scene 1

      Enter SEBASTIAN and Clown   
    
      Clown   
4.1.1      Will you make me believe that I am not sent   Will you are you trying to
      for you?   
    
      SEBASTIAN   
      Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow,   
      Let me be clear of thee.   clear rid
    
      Clown   
4.1.5      Well held out, i' faith! No, I do not know you,   Well held out i.e.,way to hang in there (with the pretense
      nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you   that you don't know what I'm talking about.)
      come speak with her; nor your name is not Master   
      Cesario; nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing   
      that is so is so.   
    
      SEBASTIAN   
4.1.10      I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else;   vent air, vent (As in, "He's just venting.")
      Thou know'st not me.   
    
      Clown   
      Vent my folly! he has heard that word of some   that word i.e., vent (It wasn't, and isn't, an unusual word,
      great man and now applies it to a fool. Vent my   even though the Clown mocks it as too high-flown.)
      folly! I am afraid this great lubber, the world,   lubber lout
4.1.15      will prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy   prove a cockney will turn out to be an effeminate fop
      strangeness and tell me what I shall vent to my   ungird thy strangeness (Mockingly fancy for "quit
      lady. Shall I vent to her that thou art coming?   pretending to be a stranger.")
    
      SEBASTIAN   
      I prithee, foolish Greek, depart from me.   Greek jester
      There's money for thee. If you tarry longer,   
4.1.20      I shall give worse payment.   worse payment (Like maybe a whack upside the head.)
    
      Clown   
      By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These   hast an open hand are generous (The Clown is probably
      wise men that give fools money get themselves   being sarcastic.)
      a good report—after fourteen years' purchase.   report reputation | fourteen years' purchase >>>
    
      Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH,     
      and FABIAN    
    
      SIR ANDREW   
      Now, sir, have I met you again? there's   
4.1.25      for you.  [Strikes Sebastian]   
    
      SEBASTIAN   
      Why, there's for thee, and there, and there.   
      [Strikes Sir Andrew]   Are all the people mad?   
    
 SEBASTIAN draws his dagger  
    
      SIR TOBY BELCH   
      Hold, sir, or I'll throw your dagger o'er the   Hold stop
      house.   [Seizes Sebastian's arm.]   
    
      Clown   
4.1.30      This will I tell my lady straight. I would not   straight straightway, immediately
      be in some of your coats for two pence.   be in some of your coats i.e., be in the shoes of some of you
    (Apparently the Clown knows that Olivia won't like anyone
      Exit Clown   manhandling "Cesario.")
    
      SIR TOBY BELCH   
      Come on, sir; hold!   
    
      SIR ANDREW   
      Nay, let him alone. I'll go another way to work   go another way to work with him i.e., get back at him
      with him; I'll have an action of battery against   another way | action of battery lawsuit for assault and
4.1.35      him, if there be any law in Illyria. Though I   battery
      struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.   it's no matter for that (Of course Sir Andrew, the natural
    fool, is wrong; it would matter that he struck first.)
      SEBASTIAN   
      Let go thy hand.   
    
      SIR TOBY BELCH   
      Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my   
      young soldier, put up your iron; you are well   you are well fleshed (To be "fleshed" is to have a taste of
4.1.40      fleshed. Come on.    battle. Sir Toby seems to be saying that the young man,
    by striking Sir Andrew, has done enough fighting.)
      SEBASTIAN   
      I will be free from thee.   [Breaks away and   
      draws his sword.]   What wouldst thou now?   
      If thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.   tempt me further test me some more
    
      SIR TOBY BELCH   
      What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or   
      two of this malapert blood from you.   malapert impudent, insolent
    
      Enter OLIVIA     
    
      OLIVIA   
4.1.45      Hold, Toby; on thy life I charge thee, hold!   Hold stop
    
      SIR TOBY BELCH   
      Madam—   
    
      OLIVIA   
      Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,   Ungracious graceless, uncivilized
      Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,   
      Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my sight!   
4.1.50      Be not offended, dear Cesario.   
      Rudesby, be gone!   Rudesby ruffian
    
      Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW,     
      and FABIAN     
    
                            I prithee, gentle friend,   
      Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway   sway rule (your mind and emotions)
      In this uncivil and unjust extent   unjust unlawful | extent outbreak of violence, attack
      Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,   
4.1.55      And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks   fruitless pranks pointless practical jokes
      This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou thereby   botch'd up patched together, clumsily contrived
      Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go;   this i.e., what Sir Toby has just done to you
      Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me,   Beshrew his soul for me curse his soul for me
      He started one poor heart of mine in thee.   started startled, terrified >>>
    
      SEBASTIAN   
4.1.60      What relish is in this? How runs the stream?   What relish is in this? i.e., Something's odd in what
      Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.   she just said. What is it? | Or either
      Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;   fancy imagination | Lethe the river of forgetfulness >>>
      If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!   
    
      OLIVIA   
      Nay, come, I prithee; would thou'ldst be ruled by me!    be ruled by me take my advice
    
      SEBASTIAN   
4.1.65      Madam, I will.   
    
      OLIVIA   
                         O, say so, and so be!   and so be (If "Cesario" is really ruled by her, he will
    return her love.)
      Exeunt