Twelfth Night; Fabian

To be Count Malvolio;– Ah, rogue!
–to ask for my kinsman Toby. O, peace, peace, peace! Now, now.
Out, scab! Nay, patience, or we break the sinews of our plot.
I will smile; I will do everything that thou wilt have me. I will not give my part of this sport for a pension of thousands.
As plain as I see you now. This was a great of love in her towards you.
‘Slight! Will you make an ass o’me? She did show favour to the youth in your sight only to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valor, You are now sailed into the north of my lady’s opinion; unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt at valor or volicy.
We’ll call the at the cubicolo. Go. This is a dear manakin to you, sir toby.
In the name of sanctity, if all the devils of possessed him, yet I’ll speak to him. How is’t with your sir?
Is’t possible? If this where played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
But see, but see. More matter for a may morning
Here’s the challenge, read it; I warrant there’s vinegar and pepper in’t. Is’t so saucy?
Give me. ‘Youth, whatsoever thou art, thou art but a scury fellow.’ Good and valiant.
:but thou liest in thy throat; that is not the matter I challenge thee for.’ Very brief, yet exceeding good sense.
;where if it be thy chance to kill me,’– Good.
‘Thou kill’st me like a rogue and.d a villain.’ Still you keep o’ the windy side of the law. Good.
Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter? I know the knight is incensed against you, even to a mortal arbitrement; but nothing of the circumstance more.
I have persuaded him the youth’s a devil. He is as horribly conceited of him.
A little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a man. TwelfthGive ground if you see him furious.
(Enter officers) Hold; here come the officers.
A very dishonest paltry not, and more a coward than a hare: leaving his friend here in necessity, and denying him. A coward,a most devout coats, religious in it.
(Start of act) Now, as thou lovest me, let me see Malvolio’s letter.
How does Malvolio, sirrah? Truly, madam, as a man in his case may do. He’s here writ a letter to you.
But out of question, ‘Tis Maria’s hand. Good madam, hear me speak. I must freely confess myself and Toby set this device against Malvolio here. In a most stubborn and uncourteous parts, we had conviev’d against him. Maria writ the letter, at Toby’s great importance; in recompense he hath married her.