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- SHAHEER
- Get you all three into the boxtree. Malvolio’s coming down this walk. Observe him, for the love of mockery, for I know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of him.
- Here comes the little villain. How now, my metal of India?
- Now is thewoodcocknear the gin.
- O, peace! And the spirit of humors intimate reading aloud to him
- What employment have we here?
- This wins him, liver and all.
- This is my lady’s hand. (reads) “To the unknown beloved, this, and my good wishes”—Her very phrases
- BABUR
- A fustian riddle!
- “I may command where I adore, But silence, like a Lucrece knife, With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore; M.O.A.I. doth sway my life.”
- Did not I say he would work it out? The cur is excellent at faults
- “I may command where I adore.” Why, she may command me. I serve her, she is my lady. 'M' Malvolio! 'M'! why, that begins my name!
- ANFAAL
- And 'O' shall end, I hope.
- Ay, or I'll cudgel him, and make him cry 'O'!
- “M- But than there is no consonancy in the sequel; that suffers under probation: 'A' should follow but 'O' does.
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