Reading Twelfe Night, or What You Will — William Shakespeare

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Alas Maluolio, this is not my writing,

Though I confesse much like the Charracter:

But out of question, tis Marias hand.

And now I do bethinke me, it was shee

First told me thou wast mad; then cam'st in smiling,

And in such formes, which heere were presuppos'd

Vpon thee in the Letter: prethee be content,

This practice hath most shrewdly past vpon thee:

But when we know the grounds, and authors of it,

Thou shalt be both the Plaintiffe and the Iudge

Of thine owne cause.

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