VIOLA I saw thee late at the Count Orsino's.
Clown 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.
VIOLA Nay, an thou pass upon me, I'll no more with thee.
Hold, there's expenses for thee.
Clown Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send thee a beard!
VIOLA By my troth, I'll tell thee, I am almost sick for
one;
[Aside]
though I would not have it grow on my chin. Is thy
lady within?
Clown Would not a pair of these have bred, sir?
VIOLA Yes, being kept together and put to use.
Clown I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to bring
a Cressida to this Troilus.
VIOLA I understand you, sir; 'tis well begged.
Clown The matter, I hope, is not great, sir, begging but
a beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My lady is
within, sir. I will construe to them whence you
come; who you are and what you would are out of my
welkin, I might say 'element,' but the word is over-worn.
[Exit]
VIOLA This fellow is 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, cheque at every feather
That comes before his eye.
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