• Enter SEBASTIAN

    SEBASTIAN

    This is the air, that is the glorious sun.
    This pearl she gave me, I do feel ’t and see ’t,
    And though ’tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
    Yet ’tis not madness. Where’s Antonio, then?
    5I could not find him at the Elephant.
    Yet there he was, and there I found this credit,
    That he did range the town to seek me out.
    His counsel now might do me golden service.
    For though my soul disputes well with my sense
    10That this may be some error, but no madness,
    Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune
    So far exceed all instance, all discourse,
    That I am ready to distrust mine eyes
    And wrangle with my reason that persuades me
    15To any other trust but that I am mad—
    Or else the lady’s mad. Yet if ’twere so,
    She could not sway her house, command her followers,
    Take and give back affairs and their dispatch
    With such a smooth, discreet, and stable bearing
    20As I perceive she does. There’s something in ’t
    That is deceivable. But here the lady comes.
    Enter OLIVIA and PRIEST
  • SEBASTIAN enters.

    SEBASTIAN

    This is the air, that’s the glorious sun. I can feel and see this pearl she gave me. I may be dazed and confused, but I’m not insane. Where’s Antonio, then? I didn’t find him at the Elephant. But he’d been there before me, and they told me he’d gone out looking for me. I could really use his advice right now. I feel sure this situation is due to some mistake, and I don’t think I’m crazy. But this sudden flood of good luck is so unbelievable that I’m ready to distrust my own eyes and my own rational mind when they tell me I’m not insane—maybe the lady’s insane. But if that were the case, she wouldn’t be able to run her house, command her servants, listen to reports, make decisions, and take care of business as smoothly as she does. There’s something going on that’s not what it seems. But here she comes.
    OLIVIA and a PRIEST enter.