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VALENTINE. If the Duke continue these favours towards you, Cesario, you are like to be much advanc'd; he hath known you but three days, and already you are no stranger.

  VIOLA. You either fear his humour or my negligence, that you call  in question the continuance of his love. Is he inconstant, sir, in his favours?

 VALENTINE. No, believe me.

VIOLA. I thank you. Here comes the Count.

  DUKE. Who saw Cesario, ho?

  VIOLA. On your attendance, my lord, here.

  DUKE. Stand you awhile aloof. Cesario,

    Thou know'st no less but all; I have unclasp'd

    To thee the book even of my secret soul.

    Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her;

    Be not denied access, stand at her doors,

    And tell them there thy fixed foot shall grow

    Till thou have audience.

  VIOLA. Sure, my noble lord,

    If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow

    As it is spoke, she never will admit me.

  DUKE. Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds,

    Rather than make unprofited return.

  VIOLA. Say I do speak with her, my lord, what then?

  DUKE. O, then unfold the passion of my love,

    Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith!

    It shall become thee well to act my woes:

    She will attend it better in thy youth

    Than in a nuncio's of more grave aspect.

  VIOLA. I think not so, my lord.

  DUKE. Dear lad, believe it,

    For they shall yet belie thy happy years

    That say thou art a man: Diana's lip

    Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe

    Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound,

    And all is semblative a woman's part.

    I know thy constellation is right apt

    For this affair. Some four or five attend him-

    All, if you will, for I myself am best

    When least in company. Prosper well in this,

    And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord

    To call his fortunes thine.

  VIOLA. I'll do my best

    To woo your lady. [Aside] Yet, a barful strife!

    Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.