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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare In Plain and Simple English (Translated)

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by William Shakespeare


  Of our dear children here made official;And thence retire me to my Milan, where

  And then I will withdraw myself to Milan, whereEvery third thought shall be my grave.

  A third of my thoughts will be about my death.

  ALONSO

  I long

  I really wantTo hear the story of your life, which must

  To hear the story of your life, which mustTake the ear strangely.

  Sound wonderful to the ear.

  PROSPERO

  I'll deliver all;

  I’ll tell you all of it;And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales

  And promise you calm seas and favorable windsAnd sail so expeditious that shall catch

  And a return sailing so quick that you will catch up toYour royal fleet far off.

  Your royal fleet of ships that are a day from here.

  [Aside to ARIEL] My Ariel, chick,

  [Aside to ARIEL] My Ariel, child,That is thy charge: then to the elements

  See that they have a good journey, that is your order: then off into the worldBe free, and fare thou well! Please you, draw near.

  And be free, and good bye! If you want, come close.

  Exeunt

  EPILOGUESPOKEN BY PROSPERONow my charms are all o'erthrown,

  Now my spells are all destroyedAnd what strength I have's mine own,

  And the power that I have is my own,Which is most faint: now, 'tis true,

  Which is very weak: now, it’s true,I must be here confined by you,

  That I must be confined to this play by you,Or sent to Naples. Let me not,

  Or sent away to Naples. Don’t let me,Since I have my dukedom got

  Since I have now gotten my dukedom backAnd pardon'd the deceiver, dwell

  And forgiven the man who deceived me, liveIn this bare island by your spell;

  On this bare island of a stage due to your magic:But release me from my bands

  But release me from my chainsWith the help of your good hands:

  With the help of your good hands:Gentle breath of yours my sails

  You good words will fill my sails,Must fill, or else my project fails,

  Or else my project has failed,Which was to please. Now I want

  Which was meant to give pleasure. Now I wantSpirits to enforce, art to enchant,

  Spirits to command, magic to weild,And my ending is despair,

  And my ending will be in despair,Unless I be relieved by prayer,

  Unless I am saved by prayer,Which pierces so that it assaults

  Which penetrates so far that it convincesMercy itself and frees all faults.

  Mercy itself and forgives all flaws.As you from crimes would pardon'd be,

  As you would be forgiven of your crimes,Let your indulgence set me free.

  Let your forgiveness set me free.

  ORSINO, Duke of Illyria

  SEBASTIAN, a young Gentleman, brother to Viola

  ANTONIO, a Sea Captain, friend to Sebastian

  A SEA CAPTAIN, friend to Viola

  VALENTINE, Gentleman attending on the Duke

  CURIO, Gentleman attending on the Duke

  SIR TOBY BELCH, Uncle of Olivia

  SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.

  MALVOLIO, Steward to Olivia

  FABIAN, Servant to Olivia

  CLOWN, Servant to Olivia.

  OLIVIA, a rich Countess

  VIOLA, in love with the Duke

  MARIA, Olivia's Woman.

  Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and other Attendants.

  Enter DUKE ORSINO, CURIO, and other Lords; Musicians attending

  DUKE ORSINO

  If music be the food of love, play on;

  If music is what feeds love, keep playing;

  Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,

  Give me more than I need of it, which, without having enough,

  The appetite may sicken, and so die.

  The desire for love might starve, and then die.

  That strain again! it had a dying fall:

  That sound again! it got quieter and quieter;

  O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,

  Oh, it came over my ear like the sweet sound,

  That breathes upon a bank of violets,

  That drifts over a field of violets,

  Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:

  Stealing and then giving away the scent! Enough; no more:

  'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

  It is not as sweet now as it was before.

  O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,

  Oh the spirit of love! You are so quick and fresh,

  That, notwithstanding thy capacity

  That, no matter your depth

  Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,

  Takes in as much as the sea; nothing enters there,

  Of what validity and pitch soe'er,

  No matter how real and strong,

  But falls into abatement and low price,

  That doesn't become less and cheaper,

  Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy

  Even in a minute: affection is so full of imagination

  That it alone is high fantastical.

  That by itself it is fantasy.

  CURIO

  Will you go hunt, my lord?

  Will you go hunt, my lord?

  DUKE ORSINO

  What, Curio?

  What, Curio

  CURIO

  The hart.

  The hart [a kind of deer, but sounding like "heart"].

  DUKE ORSINO

  Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:

  Why, indeed I do, the most noble that I have:

  O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,

  Oh, when I first saw Olivia,

  Methought she purged the air of pestilence!

  I thought she took all the poison from the world!

  That instant was I turn'd into a hart;

  In that moment I was turned into a heart;

  And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,

  And my desires, like evil and cruel hunting dogs,

  E'er since pursue me.

  Have been chasing me ever since.

  Enter VALENTINE

  How now! what news from her?

  So, what's going on? Any news from her?

  VALENTINE

  So please my lord, I might not be admitted;

  My lord, I am afraid I was not allowed to see her;

  But from her handmaid do return this answer:

  But her maid gave me this answer:

  The element itself, till seven years' heat,

  The sun itself, unless after giving the heat of seven years all at once,

  Shall not behold her face at ample view;

  Would not be able to easily see her face;

  But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk

  But, like a nun, she will walk with a veil over her face

  And water once a day her chamber round

  And spread salt water around her room

  With eye-offending brine: all this to season

  Once a day, in order to honor

  A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh

  Her love for her dead brother, which she wants to keep fresh

  And lasting in her sad remembrance.

  And lasting in her sad memories.

  DUKE ORSINO

  O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame

  Oh, she has a good heart,

  To pay this debt of love but to a brother,

  To pay so much love and sacrifice just to a brother,

  How will she love, when the rich golden shaft

  How will she love, when fate and time

  Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else

  Has killed her ability to love anything else

  That live in her; when liver, brain and heart,

  That might be found inside her; when her liver, brain, and heart,


  These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill'd

  Those ruling thrones, are all occupied and filled

  Her sweet perfections with one self king!

  Her sweet virtues with one person as king!

  Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:

  Let me go now to sweet beds of flowers:

  Love-thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers.

  Thoughts of love are richer when covered with garden plants.

  Exeunt

  Enter VIOLA, a Captain, and Sailors

  VIOLA

  What country, friends, is this?

  What country, friends, is this?

  Captain

  This is Illyria, lady.

  This is Illyria, lady.

  VIOLA

  And what should I do in Illyria?

  And what should I do now that I'm in Illyria?

  My brother he is in Elysium.

  My brother is in Heaven.

  Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?

  Unless by some chance he is not drowned: what do you think, sailors?

  Captain

  It is perchance that you yourself were saved.

  It was by chance that you yourself were saved.

  VIOLA

  O my poor brother! and so perchance may he be.

  Oh my poor brother! And so maybe he will be saved by luck

  Captain

  True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance,

  True, madam: and to comfort you with how likely it is,

  Assure yourself, after our ship did split,

  Be reassured, after our ship split,

  When you and those poor number saved with you

  When you and the too-small number saved with you

  Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother,

  Hung onto our lifeboat, I saw your brother,

  Most provident in peril, bind himself,

  Very wise and practical in danger, tying himself,

  Courage and hope both teaching him the practise,

  Courage and hope both inspiring him to do so,

  To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;

  To a strong mast that floated on the sea;

  Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,

  Where, like that mythical character riding the dolphin

  I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves

  I saw him fight against the waves

  So long as I could see.

  As long as I could see him.

  VIOLA

  For saying so, there's gold:

  For saying so, here's some gold:

  Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope,

  My own escape encourages the hope,

  Whereto thy speech serves for authority,

  Which your speech gives authority to,

  The like of him. Know'st thou this country?

  The likelihood of him living. Do you know this country?

  Captain

  Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born

  Yes, madam, well; for I was born and raised

  Not three hours' travel from this very place.

  Less that three hours' travel from this very place.

  VIOLA

  Who governs here?

  Who rules here?

  Captain

  A noble duke, in nature as in name.

  A noble duke, who is also a good man.

  VIOLA

  What is the name?

  What is the name?

  Captain

  Orsino.

  Orsino.

  VIOLA

  Orsino! I have heard my father name him:

  Orsino! I have heard my father speak of him:

  He was a bachelor then.

  He was a bachelor then.

  Captain

  And so is now, or was so very late;

  And also is now, or was so very recently;

  For but a month ago I went from hence,

  For it was only a month ago when I left here,

  And then 'twas fresh in murmur,--as, you know,

  And then the rumor was - since, as you know,

  What great ones do the less will prattle of,--

  The poor love to gossip about the rich, -

  That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.

  That he wanted the love of beautiful Olivia.

  VIOLA

  What's she?

  What is she?

  Captain

  A virtuous maid, the daughter of a count

  A virtuous young woman, the daughter of a count

  That died some twelvemonth since, then leaving her

  That died about a year ago, then leaving her

  In the protection of his son, her brother,

  Under the guardianship of his son, her brother,

  Who shortly also died: for whose dear love,

  Who soon also died; and for whose sake,

  They say, she hath abjured the company

  They say, she has given up the company

  And sight of men.

  And presence of men.

  VIOLA

  O that I served that lady

  Oh how I wish I served that lady

  And might not be delivered to the world,

  And would not have to face the world,

  Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,

  Until I had helped resolve this situation

  What my estate is!

  And found my fortune!

  Captain

  That were hard to compass;

  The duke's situation is difficult;

  Because she will admit no kind of suit,

  Because she refuses any kind of courting,

  No, not the duke's.

  No, not the duke's.

  VIOLA

  There is a fair behavior in thee, captain;

  You are both handsome and honest, captain;

  And though that nature with a beauteous wall

  And though nature often uses an attractive wall

  Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee

  To disguise trash, yet when it comes to you

  I will believe thou hast a mind that suits

  I will believe you have a mind that suits

  With this thy fair and outward character.

  Your attractive and kind appearance.

  I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,

  I ask you, and I'll pay you well,

  Conceal me what I am, and be my aid

  Hide what I am, and help me

  For such disguise as haply shall become

  With the kind of disguise that would be helpful

  The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:

  For my purposes. I'll work for this duke:

  Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:

  You can present me as a eunuch to him:

  It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing

  It may be worth your trouble; for I can sing

  And speak to him in many sorts of music

  And talk to him pleasantly and cleverly

  That will allow me very worth his service.

  That will make him hiring me very worthwhile.

  What else may hap to time I will commit;

  What else may happen I leave to time;

  Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.

  Only keep my secret.

  Captain

  Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:

  You be his eunuch, and I won't say a thing about it;

  When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.

  If I blab, may I go blind.

  VIOLA

  I thank thee: lead me on.

  Thank you: now show me the way.

  Exeunt

  Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA

  SIR TOBY BELCH

  What a plague means my niece, to take the death of

  What in tarnation is my niece doing, to react to the death of

  her brother thus? I am
sure care's an enemy to life.

  her brother in such a way? I am sure moping is bad for you.

  MARIA

  By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier o'

  Truthfully, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier at

  nights: your cousin, my lady, takes great

  night: your relative, my lady, has a lot of

  exceptions to your ill hours.

  issues with your bad timing.

  SIR TOBY BELCH

  Why, let her except, before excepted.

  Well, let her have issues before she is issued.

  MARIA

  Ay, but you must confine yourself within the modest

  Yes, but you must keep yourself inside the bounds

  limits of order.

  of proper behavior.

  SIR TOBY BELCH

  Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I am:

  Keep myself! I'll keep myself no better than I am kept:

  these clothes are good enough to drink in; and so be

  these clothes are good enough to drink it; and so are

  these boots too: an they be not, let them hang

  these books too: and if they are not, let them hang

  themselves in their own straps.

  themselves in their own straps.

  MARIA

  That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I heard

  That drinking and guzzling will ruin you: I heard

  my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish

  my lady talk of it yesterday; and of that foolish

  knight that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.

  knight that you brought in one night to try and court her.

  SIR TOBY BELCH

  Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?

  Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?

  MARIA

  Ay, he.

  Yes, him.

  SIR TOBY BELCH

  He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria.

  He's as tall as any man in Illyria.

  MARIA

  What's that to the purpose?

  What's the good of that?

  SIR TOBY BELCH

  Why, he has three thousand ducats a year.

 

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