Enter ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and others
Give me some music. (music plays)
Now, good morrow, friends.—
Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song,
That old and antique song we heard last night.
5Methought it did relieve my passion much,
More than light airs and recollected terms
Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times:
Come, but one verse.
He is not here, so please your lordship, that should sing it.
Feste, the jester, my lord, a fool that the lady Olivia’s father
took much delight in. He is about the house.
Seek him out, and play the tune the while.
Exit CURIO. Music plays
(to VIOLA) Come hither, boy. If ever thou shalt love,
15In the sweet pangs of it remember me;
For such as I am, all true lovers are,
Unstaid and skittish in all motions else
Save in the constant image of the creature
That is beloved. How dost thou like this tune?
20It gives a very echo to the seat
Where Love is throned.