Twelfth Night: Act 3, Scene 2
Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW,

and FABIAN.
SIR ANDREW
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No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason.
2. venom: venomous one.
FABIAN
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You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.
SIR ANDREW
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Marry, I saw your niece do more favours to
4. Marry: i.e., I swear. do more favours to: i.e., be nicer to.
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the count's serving-man than ever she bestowed
5. the count's serving-man: i.e., Cesario/Viola.
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upon me. I saw't i' the orchard.
6. orchard: garden.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Did she see thee the while, old boy? tell me that.
7. the while: at that time.
SIR ANDREW
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As plain as I see you now.
FABIAN
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This was a great argument of love in her toward
9. argument: proof.
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you
SIR ANDREW
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'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?
11. 'Slight: (by) his (God's) light.
FABIAN
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I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of
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judgment and reason.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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And they have been grand-jury-men since before
14. grand-jury-men: i.e., excellent judges of evidence.
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Noah was a sailor.
FABIAN
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She did show favour to the youth in your sight
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only to exasperate you, awake your dormouse
17. exasperate: make rough and violent. dormouse: i.e., sleeping.
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valour, to put fire in your heart and brimstone in
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your liver. You should then have accosted her,
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and with some excellent jests, fire-new from the
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mint, you should have banged the youth into
20-21. fire-new from the mint: freshly minted, original.
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dumbness. This was looked for at your hand, and
21-22. banged the youth into dumbness: beaten ["Cesario"] into silence. 22. looked for at your hand: expected from you.
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this was balked: the double gilt of this opportunity
23. balked: let slip. double gilt: heavy gold-plating.
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you let time wash off, and you are now sailed into
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the north of my lady's opinion; where you will
25. north of . . . opinion: i.e., looked upon coldly.
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hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard, unless
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icicle on a Dutchman's beard:
28. policy: cunning plan.

28. policy: cunning plan.
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you do redeem it by some laudable attempt either
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of valour or policy.
SIR ANDREW
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An't be any way, it must be with valour; for policy
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I hate: I had as lief be a Brownist as a

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politician.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis
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of valour. Challenge me the count's youth to fight
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with him; hurt him in eleven places: my niece
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shall take note of it; and assure thyself, there is
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no love-broker in the world can more prevail in
36. love-broker: go-between in matters of the heart.
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man's commendation with woman than report of
37. report of: reputation for.
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valour.
FABIAN
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There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.
SIR ANDREW
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Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?
40. bear me: deliver for me.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and

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brief. It is no matter how witty, so it be
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eloquent and full of invention: taunt him with
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the licence of ink: if thou thou'st him some thrice,
44. licence: freedom—It's safer to be insulting in a letter than face-to-face. 44. thou'st him: calling him "thou" is insulting to someone who is not a friend or a servant.
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it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie
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in thy sheet of paper, although the sheet were big
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enough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em
47. bed of Ware: A famous bed, about eleven feet square.
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down. Go, about it. Let there be gall enough in
48. gall: bitterness and Oak gall, an ingredient of ink.
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thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no
49. goose-pen: goose-quill pen. Sir Toby may also mean that Sir Andrew will write like a silly goose.
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matter. About it!
SIR ANDREW
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Where shall I find you?
SIR TOBY BELCH
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We'll call thee at the cubiculo. Go.
52. call thee: call for you. cubiculo: little chamber.
Exit SIR ANDREW.
FABIAN
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This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby.
53. dear manikin: beloved puppet.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand
54. dear: expensive. two thousand: Sir Toby has wrangled quite a lot of money out of Sir Andrew
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strong, or so.
FABIAN
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We shall have a rare letter from him: but you'll
56. rare: exceptional, outstanding, but Fabian is being ironic.
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not deliver't?
. but you'll not deliver't?: Actually delivering the letter might be carrying the joke too far.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Never trust me, then; and by all means stir on the
58. Never trust me, then: i.e., you bet I will.
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youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes
59. wainropes: wagon ropes.
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cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were
60. hale: haul, drag.
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opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as
61. blood in his liver: Cowards have white, bloodless livers.
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will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of
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the anatomy.
63. anatomy: body.
FABIAN
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And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage
64. opposite: adversary. the youth: i.e., Cesario/Viola. visage: face.
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no great presage of cruelty.
65. presage: sign, prophecy.
Enter MARIA.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Look, where the youngest wren of nine comes.
66. youngest wren of nine: i.e., Maria (The runt of a litter ofwrens is very small, like Maria.)
MARIA
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If you desire the spleen, and will laugh your-
67. the spleen: uncontrollable laughter.
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self into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Mal-
68. gull: sucker.
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volio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for
69. renegado: renegade, who has renounced Christianity.
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there is no Christian, that means to be saved
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by believing rightly, can ever believe such
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impossible passages of grossness. He's in
72. impossible passages of grossness: obvious absurdities—in the letter that Maria wrote and Malvolio read.
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yellow stockings.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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And cross-gartered?
MARIA
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Most villanously; like a pedant that keeps a school
75. pedant: pompous schoomaster.
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i' the church. I have dogged him, like his
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murderer. He does obey every point of the letter
76-77. like his murderer: i.e., as if I were going to ambush him.
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that I dropped to betray him: he does smile his
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face into more lines than is in the new map with the
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augmentation of the Indies: you have not seen such
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a thing as 'tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things
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at him. I know my lady will strike him: if she do,
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he'll smile and take't for a great favour.
SIR TOBY BELCH
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Come, bring us, bring us where he is.
Exeunt.