William Shakespeare. Twelfth Night, or whatever

William Shakespeare

Twelfth Night or Whatever

CHARACTERS

ORSINO, Duke of Illyria.

SEBASTIAN, Viola's brother.

ANTONIO, captain of the ship, friend of Sebastian.

CAPTAIN of the ship, friend of Viola.

VALENTIN, CURIO - close associates of the Duke.

SIR TOBY BELCH, Olivia's uncle.

SIR ANDREW AGIUCHIK.

MALVOLIO, Olivia's butler.

FABIAN, FESTE (Jester) - Olivia's servants.

MARIA, Olivia's maid.

Courtiers, priest, sailors, bailiffs, musicians, servants.

The scene is a city in Illyria and the seashore near it.

Duke's Palace. Enter the Duke, Curio and other courtiers; musicians.

O music, you are food for love! Play, satisfy my love, And let desire, quenched, die! Repeat that aching melody again, - It caressed my ears, like the trembling of the wind, Slipping over the violets secretly, To return to us, wafting its aroma. Enough! He was once more tender... How powerful you are, how marvelous you are, spirit of love! You can contain everything, like the sea, But what falls into your abyss, even the most valuable in the world, Loses its value in that very moment! You are filled with such charm, That only you truly enchant!

Would you like to hunt today?

And what animal?

On a deer.

Oh, Curio, I myself have become a deer! When my eyes saw Olivia, It was as if the air was cleared of the stench, And your duke turned into a deer, And from that time on, like a pack of greedy dogs, Desires gnawed at him...

Valentin enters.

Finally! What message does Olivia send me?

VALENTINE

I was not allowed to see her, Your Grace. The maid gave me the answer, And it said that even the heavens will not see Her face open, Until spring gives way to winter seven times. Sprinkling her monastery with dew of tears, She will live as a recluse, so that the tenderness of her brother, taken away by the grave, cannot decay in a grieving heart.

Oh, if she knows how to pay a tribute to sisterly love, then how will she love, When all other thoughts are killed by a feathered golden arrow, When the thrones of the highest perfections And beautiful feelings - the liver, brain and heart - are forever occupied by a single ruler! - Let's go under the arches of green groves; Their shadow is sweet to the dreams of lovers.

Sea shore. Enter Viola, the captain and the sailors.

Where are we now, friends?

We, lady, have sailed to Illyria.

But why should I live in Illyria, When my brother wanders in Elysia? What if he was saved by chance?

Possibly: After all, you were saved!

Alas! My poor brother... What a lucky chance that would have been!

But, lady, it must be so: When our ship crashed on the rocks And all of us - a handful of survivors - Were rushing along the waves in a wretched boat, Your brother, quick-witted in trouble, Taught by courage and hope, Tied himself to the floating mast And, having saddled her, he swam across the sea, like Arion on the back of a dolphin. I saw it myself.

Here's gold as a reward for the story. He strengthens the timid hope, Born of my salvation, That my brother is alive too. Have you been here?

Still would! No more than three hours' walk from here. The place where I was born and grew up.

Who rules here?

A high-born and worthy duke.

And what is his name?

Orsino.

Orsino! My father told me about him more than once. The Duke was single then.

He was single when I went to sea, And since then only a month has passed, But the rumor has passed - after all, small people love to gossip about the affairs of great people - That our duke is in love with Olivia.

William Shakespeare. Twelfth Night, or whatever

Characters

Orsino , Duke of Illyria.

Sebastian , Viola's brother.

Antonio , captain of the ship, friend of Viola.

Valentine , Curio - close associates of the Duke.

Sir Toby Belch , Olivia's uncle.

Sir Andrew Aguechick .

Fabian, Feste , jester - Olivia's servants.

Olivia .

Viola .

Maria , Olivia's maid.

Courtiers, priest, sailors, bailiffs, musicians, servants.

The scene is a city in Illyria and the seashore near it.

SCENE 1

Duke's Palace.

Enter Duke, Curio And other courtiers; musicians.

Duke

O music, you are food for love!

Play, satisfy my love,

And let desire, quenched, die!

Repeat that aching chant again, -

He caressed my ears like the trembling of the wind,

Slipping over the violets secretly,

To return to us, wafting with the aroma.

No, enough! He was once more gentle...

How powerful you are, how marvelous you are, spirit of love!

You can contain everything, like the sea,

But what falls into your abyss

Even if it is the most valuable thing in the world,

Loses value instantly:

You are filled with such charm,

That only you truly enchant!

Curio

Would you like to hunt today?

Duke

And what animal?

Curio

On a deer.

Duke

O Curio, I myself have become a deer!

When my eyes saw Olivia,

As if the air was cleared of stench,

And your duke turned into a deer,

And from that time on, like a pack of greedy dogs,

Desires gnaw at him...

Included Valentine.

Finally!

What message does Olivia send me?

Valentine

I was not allowed to see her, Your Grace.

The maid gave me the answer,

And he said that even the heavens

They won't see her face open,

Until spring gives way to winter seven times.

Sprinkling my abode with dew of tears,

She will live as a recluse,

So that the tenderness of a brother taken away by the coffin,

It could not decay in a grieving heart.

Duke

Oh, if she knows how to pay like that

A tribute to sisterly love, as one loves,

When a feathered golden arrow

All other thoughts will be killed,

When the thrones of the highest perfections

And beautiful feelings - liver, brain and heart2 -

A single ruler will occupy forever! -

Let us go under the arches of the green groves;

Their shadow is sweet to the dreams of lovers.

They leave.

Sea shore.

Enter Viola, captain And sailors.

Viola

Where are we now, friends?

Captain

We, lady, have sailed to Illyria.

Viola

But why should I live in Illyria?

When does my brother in Elysium3 wander?

What if he was saved by chance?

Captain

Maybe:

After all, you were saved!

Viola

Alas! My poor brother...

What a happy occasion that would be!

Captain

But, lady, it must be so:

When our ship crashed on the rocks,

And we are all a handful of survivors -

We rushed along the waves in a wretched boat,

Your brother, quick-witted in trouble,

Taught by courage and hope,

Tied himself to a floating mast

And, having saddled her, he swam across the sea,

Like on the back of a dolphin - Arion.4

I saw it myself.

Viola

Here's gold as a reward for the story.

He strengthens timid hope,

Born of my salvation,

That my brother is also alive. Have you been here?

Captain

No more than three hours' walk from here

The place where I was born and grew up.

Viola

Who rules here?

Captain

A high-born and worthy duke.

Viola

And what is his name?

Captain

Viola

Orsino! My father talks about him more than once

Told me. The Duke was single then.

Captain

He was single when I went to sea,

And only a month has passed since then,

But the rumor passed, because small people love

To gossip about the deeds of great people -

That our Duke is in love with Olivia.

Viola

And who is she?

Captain

The charming and young daughter of a count.

He died a year ago, leaving her

In the care of his son.

He soon died too, and, according to rumors,

Olivia, grieving for her dear brother,

I decided to live as a recluse.

Viola

I could enter her service,

Hiding from people for a while,

Who am I?

Captain

It will be difficult:

She doesn't want to sit anyone

And he doesn’t even accept the Duke.

Viola

You seem straightforward and honest, captain.

Although nature is in a noble appearance

Sometimes it inspires a base heart,

It seems to me that your features are open,

Like in a mirror, the soul is reflected.

Believe me, I will reward you generously, -

Just keep quiet, who am I really?

And help me get some clothes,

Suitable for my plans.

I want to go to the Duke's service.

Whisper to him that I am not me, but a eunuch...5

He will be pleased with me: I sing,

I play various instruments.

Don't let the truth slip out of your mouth.

Captain

You are a eunuch, I am dumb...6 Well, I swear:

If I spill the beans, I’ll hang myself immediately.

Viola

Thank you. Let's go.

They leave.

Olivia's house.

Enter Sir Toby Belch And Maria.

Sir Toby

Why the hell is my niece so upset about her late brother? Grief is bad for your health, everyone knows that.

Translation by M. L. Lozinsky

CHARACTERS:

Orsino, Duke of Illyria. Sebastian, Viola's brother. Antonio, captain of the ship, friend of Sebastian. The captain of the ship, Viola's friend. Valentine | ) close associates of the Duke. Curio | Sir Toby Belch, Olivia's uncle. Sir Andrew Aguechick. Malvolio, Olivia's butler. Fabian | ) Olivia's servants. Feste, jester | Olivia. Viola. Maria, Olivia's maid. Nobles, priests, sailors, bailiffs, musicians and other associates. Location: a city in Illyria and the seashore nearby.

ACT I

SCENE 1

A room in the ducal palace. Enter the Duke, Curio and other nobles; musicians. Duke Love is nourished by music; Play generously, beyond measure, so that, in satiation, Desire, tiredness, becomes exhausted. That tune again! The one who froze. Ah, it caressed my ears like a sweet sound, Which, all over a ridge of violets, Steals and gives waves of aroma. Enough. No, he was once more gentle. O spirit of love, how fresh and light you are! Even though you contain everything, like the sea, nothing descends into your depth, no matter how highly valuable it may be, without devaluing at the same moment! Dreaming is so rich in magic, That only it is truly magical. Curio Will you hunt, my Duke? Duke And for whom, my Curio? Curio Na doe. Duke Am I not now like a hunted animal? When I met Olivia for the first time, the whole air seemed to become clean of filth! At that very moment I was turned into a deer, And from that time on, like evil dogs, desires oppressed me. Valentin enters. What she said? Valentin My lord, I was not allowed; But with the girl the following answer was given: Another seven sultry years and the very air will not see Her face open; Under the canopy of the blueberry, day after day, She will sprinkle her abode with the combustible moisture of tears; May dead love not decay for a brother, but remain fresh in mournful thoughts. Duke Oh, if this heart even so tenderly pays the debt of love to a brother, then how will She love if a golden arrow Slays the whole flock of other feelings Living in her; and the liver, the brain and the heart, the Supreme thrones of perfection, will be occupied by the King alone! Let's go - you forward - to the blooming meadow; Dreams of love are dearer under the dark tabernacle. They leave.

SCENE 2

Coast. Enter Viola, the Captain and the sailors. Viola My friends, what kind of country is this? Captain Illyria, signora. Viola What should I do in Illyria? My brother is in Elysia.* Or maybe he was saved (* Elysia (Elysium, Champs Elysees) in ancient mythology is the abode of the blessed.) It was by chance; what do you think? Captain And you yourself were saved by chance. VIOLA O poor brother! Him too, maybe. Captain Yes, lady; and, to console you, I will tell you: when the ship crashed and you and this handful of survivors were rushing around in the boat, your brother, - I saw, - resourceful in trouble, tied himself, taught by courage and hope, to a thick mast that floated level with the sea ; On it, like on the dolphin, Arion, - (The dolphin carried the drowned Arion to the shore on its back.) I saw it myself - he was making friends with the waves, While I could follow. VIOLA That's gold for that. My salvation promises me hope, And your story serves as confirmation to her, That he is alive too. Do you know this region? Captain Yes, lady; I grew up and was born. It’s not even three hours away from here. VIOLA Who rules here? Captain A noble duke in soul and blood. Viola What's his name? Captain Orsino. Viola Orsino! I heard from my father. He was single then. Captain Yes, even now, or just recently; I had only sailed from here a month ago, and there was a rumor - it is known that small people love to discuss the affairs of the great - that he is in love with the beautiful Olivia. VIOLA Who is this? Captain A most worthy girl, the daughter of a count, who died a year ago, leaving Olivia in the care of her brother. He soon died too; and she, Grieving for him, I heard, renounced the company of people. VIOLA Oh, if only I could hire her and hide from the world, Until an opportunity ripens, Who am I? Captain This is unlikely to happen: She does not allow anyone's services, Not even the Duke's. VIOLA I like your appearance, captain; Although nature, under its outer shine, Sometimes hides rottenness, I would like to think about you that your disposition is similar to your open, glorious appearance. I ask you, - I will pay generously, - Do not reveal who I am, and help me Dress up so that it was handy. I want to hire myself as a servant to the Duke; Introduce me as a eunuch to him; You can confidently: I can sing, amuse myself with any kind of music, and am fully worthy of serving him. The rest will be seen later, But keep quiet, as I ask you to do, Captain. Well, where there is a eunuch, you need to be silent; Let me be blind when I blurt out a word. Viola Thank you. So let's go. They leave.

SCENE 3

Olivia's house. Enter Sir Toby Belch and Maria. Sir Toby Why the hell is my niece making such a fuss about her brother's death? I assure you, grief is the enemy of life. Maria On my word, Sir Toby, you must come back earlier in the evenings; your niece, my lady, complains very much that you do not know the time. Sir Toby Well, let her complain if she doesn't mind. Maria It still wouldn’t hurt you to update your behavior. Sir Toby Update! I won’t update anything: this dress is good enough to drink in, and these boots are the same; and if not, so that they can hang themselves by their own ears! Maria These carousings and drinking bouts will ruin you. I heard the lady talking about this yesterday; and about a certain absurd gentleman whom you brought here one evening to woo. Sir Toby Who is this, Sir Andrew Aguechick? Maria He is the one. Sir Toby There are few brave men like him in Illyria. Maria So what? Sir Toby He receives three thousand ducats a year. Maria He will only last for a year and all his ducats will be enough: he is a complete fool and a spendthrift. Sir Toby I'm ashamed to say that to you! He plays the viol de gambe, (a string instrument, the prototype of our cello.) and speaks three or four languages ​​by heart without a book, and has all the gifts of nature. Maria Yes, which freaks have. Because he is not only a fool, but also a great bully. And if he did not have the gift of cowardice, which moderates his desire for quarrels, then, according to smart people, he would soon be gifted with a grave. Sir Toby By this hand, scoundrels and slanderers - who speak so of him! Who are they? Maria The same ones who add that he gets drunk every evening in your company. Sir Toby It is he who drinks to my niece's health. I will drink to her health as long as there is passage in my throat and drink in Illyria. He is a coward and a piece of trash who would not drink to my niece’s health until his brain spins like a parish top (In many villages in the winter it was customary to warm up, while waiting for a church service, by starting and whipping up a large top.). What, girl? Castiliano vulgo (A vague expression; most likely it means: "in spoken Spanish."); here comes Sir Andrew Agueface. Enter Sir Andrew Aguechick. Sir Andrew Sir Toby Belch! How are you, Sir Toby Belch? Sir Toby Dear Sir Andrew! Sir Andrew God bless you, you beautiful wretch. Maria And you too, sir. Sir Toby Naddai, Sir Andrew, naddai. Sir Andrew What is it? Sir Toby My niece is a maid. Sir Andrew My dear Mrs. Naddai, I would like a closer acquaintance. Maria My name is Mary, sir. Sir Andrew Dearest Mrs. Mary Naddai... Sir Toby You are mistaken, knight: “naddai” means drive up, approach, attack, storm. Sir Andrew On my honor, I would not dare to deal with her in such society. So what does “addai” mean? Maria Be healthy, gentlemen. Sir Toby If you let her go like this, Sir Andrew, then may you never draw your sword! Sir Andrew If I let you go like this, madam, then I will never draw my sword! Or do you think, beauty, that you have fallen into the hands of fools? Maria, sir, you didn’t fall into my hands. Sir Andrew But I'll get caught; here's my hand. Maria Everyone thinks what he wants. You should take your hand into the cellar and wet it. Sir Andrew Why, my heart? What does your metaphor mean? Maria You, sir, are callous. Sir Andrew Surely, I think! I'm not such an ass to walk around with wet hands. But what does your joke mean? Maria This, sir, is a callous joke. Sir Andrew Are you full of them? Maria, sir, I have a joke on each finger. And now that I have let go of your hand, I am empty. Leaves. Sir Toby O knight, you need a glass of Canary. Have I ever seen you stoop so low? Sir Andrew I think never in my life; except when I fell from the Canary. Sometimes it seems to me that I have no more intelligence than any Christian or ordinary person. But I'm a great beef eater and I guess it's bad for my mind. Sir Toby Without a doubt. Sir Andrew If I thought so, I would vow not to eat it. I'm going home tomorrow, Sir Toby. Sir Toby Pourquoi ("Why" (French).), my dear knight? Sir Andrew What does "pourquoi" mean? To go or not to go? I should have used up the time I spent on fencing, dancing and bear baiting. Oh, why didn’t I take up orbit! Sir Toby Then you would have excellent hair on your head. Sir Andrew Wouldn't that make my hair any better? Sir Toby Certainly; You see, they don’t want to twist without twisting. Sir Andrew But they still suit me, don't they? Sir Toby Excellent; hanging like flax on a spinning wheel; and I hope to see some housewife take you between her knees and begin to spin them. Sir Andrew On my word, I'm going home tomorrow, Sir Toby. Your niece cannot be seen; and even if it were possible, then it’s four to one that she doesn’t want to know me; the count himself, here nearby, is wooing her. Sir Toby She does not want to know the Count; she will not take a husband who would surpass her, be it in wealth, years or intelligence; she swore it, I heard it myself. Nonsense, my dear, all is not lost yet! Sir Andrew I'll stay another month. I am a man of the strangest kind in the world; I love masquerades and holidays, sometimes terrible. Sir Toby Are you good at these trifles, knight? Sir Andrew As there are few in Illyria, whoever they may be, but those who are in rank above me; and yet I would not compare myself with an old man. Sir Toby And what do you, knight, especially shine at? In the galliard? Sir Andrew Why, I can jump like a goat. Sir Toby I prefer to eat a goat. Sir Andrew I think that in the backward leap I am at any rate as strong as few are in Illyria. Sir Toby Why is all this hidden? Why are these talents curtained? Or are they afraid of dust, like the portrait of some beauty? Why don't you go to church with a galliard and return home with a cord? I wouldn't step otherwise than with a jig; I would urinate only with country dance (Galliard, corante, jig, country dance - mostly lively dances.). What do you think? Is it possible to hide talents in this world? Looking at the beautiful structure of your leg, I would say that it was created under the galliard star. Sir Andrew Yes, she is strong and very pretty in a fiery stocking. Shall we have some kind of celebration? Sir Toby What else can we do? Aren't we born under Taurus? Sir Andrew Taurus! This is the chest and heart. Sir Toby No, sir. These are the legs and hips. Show me how you jump. Ha, higher! Haha, great! They leave.

SCENE 4

Ducal Palace. Valentin and Viola enter, wearing a man's dress. Valentine If the Duke continues to show you such favor as Caesario, you will achieve a lot: he has known you only three days - and you are no longer a stranger. VIOLA You are afraid either of his changeability or of my negligence if you question the duration of his love. What, is he inconsistent in his favor? Valentin No, believe me. Viola Thank you. Here comes the Count. The Duke, Curio and his entourage enter. Duke Has anyone seen Caesario? VIOLA Here, sir, at your service. Duke You wait aside. - Cesario, You know everything as it is: before you I opened the book of my spiritual secrets. Direct your steps towards her, my dear; Don't take no for an answer, stand at the door, Say that you will grow your feet here, Until they let you in. Viola Sovereign, After all, if grief over her is so omnipotent, As they say, she will not accept me. Duke of Shumi, break the bonds of all decency - Rather than return without success. Viola And if the meeting goes wrong, what then? Duke Then reveal all the passion of my love, Captivate with the story of how tenderly I am faithful; It’s easy for you to assign my sadness, And your youth is more likely to be heeded Than a more sedate ambassador. VIOLA I don't think so, my Duke. Duke Believe me, dear; He will slander your happy age, Whoever says - you are a man. Diana's mouth is not so rosy and tender; your voice, like a girl’s voice, is high and ringing; It’s as if you were created to play a woman. Your constellation is just right here. - Let four or five of you accompany Him; and that's all. I'm better off without people. - Return with luck, And you will live freely, like your duke, Sharing everything with him. VIOLA To marry her. I'll try for you. (Aside) What about me? The matchmaker himself would like to become his wife. They leave.

SCENE 5

Olivia's house. Maria and the Jester enter. Maria Either tell me where you have been, or I won’t open my lips to ask for forgiveness for you. The lady will hang you for absenteeism. Jester Let him hang. He who is well hanged in this world is not afraid of anyone's banners. Maria Why is this? Jester Yes, because he doesn’t see them. Maria The answer is quite lean. I can tell you where this expression was born - “I am not afraid of anyone’s banners.” Jester Where, good Mrs. Mary? Maria At war; and you can safely use it in your tomfoolery. Jester Well, God grant wisdom to those who have it; and fools need to use their talents. Maria And yet you will be hanged for such a long absence; or if you are driven away, is it not the same for you as being hanged? Jester Sometimes a good gallows prevents a bad marriage; and if they drive you away, summer will help you out. Maria So you are unshakable? Fool I won’t say this; but I have strong connections on both sides. Maria So if it bursts on one side, it will hold up on the other; and if it bursts on both sides, your pants will fall off. Clown Successful, honestly, very successful. Move on. If Sir Toby had stopped drinking, you would have been the wittiest piece of Eve's meat in all Illyria. Maria Hush, swindler, to words about this. Here comes the lady. Apologize smartly, it will be better for you. Leaves. Clown Wit, if it be your will, send me good tomfoolery! Those wits who think they have you, very often turn out to be fools; and I, who am sure that I miss you, can pass for an intelligent person; for what does Quinapal say? "Better a smart fool than a stupid sage." Olivia and Malvolio enter. God bless you, my lady! Olivia Take away the stupid creature. Jester Or don't you hear, friends? Remove Mrs. Olivia Go away, you empty fool; I don't want you anymore; besides, you become indecent. Fool Two faults, Madonna, correctable with drink and good advice. Give an empty fool more to drink, and the fool will not be empty; and tell the indecent person to reform; if he reforms, he will cease to be indecent; if he can’t, give it to a kropach to be repaired. Everything that is corrected is only paid off: virtue that sins is only paid off by sin, and sin that is corrected is only paid off by virtue. This simple syllogism will do - good; It’s not good - what to do! Just as there is no true cuckold except misfortune, so beauty is a flower. The mistress ordered the stupid creature to be removed; therefore, I repeat, remove it. Olivia Sir, I told them to remove you. Jester The greatest misunderstanding! Lady, cucullus non facit monachum; (Latin proverb - “a dress (hood) does not make a monk.”) In other words, I don’t have colorful rags in my brain. Dear Madonna, allow me to prove that you are a stupid creature. Olivia Can you do it? Jester Very skillfully, kind Madonna. Olivia Prove it. Clown For this I will have to confess to you, Madonna. My virtuous mouse, answer me. Olivia Well, sir, since there is no other entertainment, I'm ready. Jester Good Madonna, what are you sad about? Olivia Good buffoon, about the death of my brother. Clown I think his soul is in hell, Madonna. Olivia I know his soul is in heaven, fool. Jester It’s all the more stupid, Madonna, to be sad that your brother’s soul is in heaven. - Remove the stupid creature, gentlemen. Olivia What do you say about this fool, Malvolio? Is he getting better? Malvolio Yes, and he will correct himself until his death throes. Decrepitude, harmful to the smart, is always beneficial to the fools. Clown God send you, my sir, sudden decrepitude, to further your stupidity! Sir Toby will swear that I am not a fox; but he won’t guarantee with two pence that you’re not a fool. Olivia What do you say to this, Malvolio? Malvolio I wonder how your Lordship can find pleasure in such a brainless scoundrel. I saw him just now give in to a simple buffoon who has no more brains than a stone. Look, he’s already passed; If you yourself don’t laugh and don’t give him a chance, then his mouth is riveted. I assure you, in my opinion, the smart people who cackle in front of these hired jesters are no better than the henchmen of these same jesters. Olivia Oh, you are sick with pride, Malvolio, and you find no taste in anything. He who is generous, innocent and free-minded will accept, like bird arrows, what you consider cannonballs. A recognized buffoon does not insult, although all he does is mock. - just as an obviously intelligent person does not mock, even if all he did was condemn. Jester May Mercury give you the gift of lying (Mercury in ancient mythology is the god of trade, considered the patron of measurers, weighters and all kinds of liars.) - for saying good things about jesters! Maria returns. Maria Madam, there is some young gentleman at the gate who really wants to talk to you. Olivia From Count Orsino, it must be? MARY I don't know, madam. He is a handsome young man with a decent retinue. Olivia Which one of my people is holding him back? MARY Sir Toby, madam, is your relative. Olivia Take him away, please, he can't talk except like a madman. It's a shame for him. Maria leaves. Go, Malvolio. If this is an embassy from the count, then I am sick or not at home; whatever you want, just to get rid of it. Malvolio leaves. You see for yourself, sir, that your foolishness is getting old and people no longer like it. Fool You spoke for us, Madonna, as if your eldest son were a fool whose skull may Jupiter fill with brains! Because - yes, here he is! - one of your relatives has a very weak pia mater. Sir Toby enters. Olivia Honestly, I'm half drunk. - Who's there at the gate, uncle? Sir Toby Mister. Olivia Mister? Which gentleman? Sir Toby There's only one gentleman... damn those pickled herrings! How are you doing, fool? Jester Good Sir Toby! Olivia Uncle, uncle, how did you get to such lethargy early in the morning? Sir Toby Liturgy! Come on, liturgy! There's someone at the gate. Olivia Who is this? Sir Toby Let the devil himself, if he please, what do I care? Believe me. But it doesn't matter. Leaves. Olivia Jester, what does a drunk person look like? Jester To the drowned man, to the fool and to the madman: one drink too much makes him a fool; the second - drives you crazy; and the third one drowns. Olivia You go and get the investigator to examine my uncle: he is in the third degree of intoxication, he drowned. Go and look after him. Jester So far he has only gone crazy, Madonna; and a fool will look after a madman. Leaves. Malvolio returns. Malvolio Madam, this young man swears that he must talk to you. I told him that you were sick; he claims that he was informed about this and that is why he came to talk to you. I told him that you were sleeping; It’s as if he was forewarned and that’s also why he came to talk to you. What should I tell him, madam? He is armed against any withdrawal. Olivia Tell him he won't talk to me. Malvolio This is what he was told; and he declares that he will remain standing at your gate, like a sheriff's pillar, (At the entrance to the official residence of the sheriff - the judge of the county - two pillars were usually placed, with a bench between them, on which petitioners and prisoners waited.) and will be in the form of a support for benches until he talks to you. Olivia What kind of person is this? Malvolio Yes, masculine. Olivia What does he look like? Malvolio His behavior is unlike anything else; he wants to talk to you, whether you like it or not. Olivia What is he like and how old is he? Malvolio Not old enough for a man, not young enough for a boy; like an unripe pod or an unripe apple; so, the middle is half, between a boy and a man. He is very handsome and speaks very cheerfully; one might say that he still smells like mother's milk. Olivia Let him come here. Call my maid. Malvolio Chambermaid, the lady is calling. Leaves. Maria returns. Olivia Give me the coverlet; throw it on my face. Let's listen to Orsino's embassy again. Viola and her entourage enter. VIOLA Which of you is the venerable mistress of this house? Olivia Talk to me; I will be responsible for her. What do you want? Viola Most radiant, most exquisite and incomparable beauty, I ask you, tell me if you are the mistress of the house, because I have never seen her; I would not like to waste my speech, because, apart from the fact that it is remarkably well written, it took me a lot of work to solidify it. - Good beauties, do not subject me to ridicule; I am very sensitive to even the slightest ill treatment. Olivia Where did you come from, sir? Viola I can only say a little more than what I have memorized, and this question is already beyond my role. Dear madam, give me the modest assurance that you are the mistress of this house, so that I can begin my speech. Olivia Are you a comedian? VIOLA No, my deepest heart. And yet, I swear by the fangs of deceit. I am not what I act out. Are you a housewife? Olivia If I'm not taking away anyone's rights, then it's me. VIOLA Of course, if it's you, you appropriate them; for that is what you are. You have the power to give up, you do not have the power to keep. But this is not part of my instructions. I will begin my eulogy for you and then show you the heart of my embassy. Olivia Go to what is essential in it; I spare you the praise. Viola Alas, it took me a lot of trouble to memorize them, and they are poetic. Olivia All the more must they pretend. I beg you, keep them to yourself. I heard you were impudent at my gate, and I allowed you to enter, more to look at you than to listen to you. If you are not crazy, go away; if you have any sense, be brief; I’m not under such a moon now to participate in empty dialogues. Maria Would you, sir, set the sails? The road is here. VIOLA No, good sailor, wait with your mop; I'll still sway here. - Soften your giant a little, lovely lady. What do you say? After all, I am an ambassador. Olivia You should probably say something disgusting if you're so terribly polite. State what you have been tasked with. Viola This is for your ears only. I bring not a declaration of war, nor a demand for submission. In my hand is an olive branch; my words are full of peace and prudence. Olivia However, you started off discourteously. Who are you? What do you want? VIOLA The discourtesy I showed was taught to me by the welcome I received. Who I am and what I want is as mysterious as virginity; for your ears it is sacred, for everyone else it is profanation. Olivia Leave us alone; we want to hear this sacred thing. Maria and those close to her leave. So, sir, what is your topic? Viola Most charming lady... Olivia A comforting teaching, and much to be said about it. Where is your topic? Viola In Orsino's chest. Olivia In his chest! In what chapter of his chest? Viola If you answer methodically, in the first chapter of his heart. Olivia Oh, I read that; this is heresy. Don't you have anything else to say? VIOLA Good lady, let me look at your face. Olivia Did your master commission you to negotiate with my person? So you've deviated from your topic. But we will lift the veil and show you the picture. Look, sir: this is how I was now. Isn't it well done? (Turns back the coverlet.) VIOLA Excellently done, if only God did it all. Olivia The paint, sir, is strong; will withstand both wind and bad weather. Viola Beauty without lies, where scarlet and white Nature itself gently guided. You would be more heartless than all women, Burying this beauty in a grave And leaving no imprint on the world. Olivia O sir, I will not be so hard-hearted; I will publish all sorts of lists of my beauty; an inventory will be drawn up for her, and every part and accessory will be attached to my will. So, for example: then two lips, quite red; then two blue eyes, with eyelids attached to them; then one neck, one chin and so on. Are you sent here to evaluate me? VIOLA I see who you are: you are proud beyond measure. But even if you are a devil, you are beautiful. My Duke loves you. Such love cannot but be rewarded, even if you were the most beautiful of all! Olivia How does he love me? Viola With a stream of tears, with groans in which love thunders, with sighs of fire. Olivia I can't love him; he knows. I believe he is valiant; I don’t argue, He is noble, and rich, and in the prime of his life; Praised by the people, generous, learned, courageous; And a pleasant-looking person; And yet I cannot love him; He could have answered himself a long time ago. Viola If I loved you like he did, burning in such a painful, deadly life, I wouldn’t see the point in your refusal, I wouldn’t understand it. Olivia And then what? Viola I would weave a hut at your door, I would cry out to my soul, to the one in the house; I would write songs about unhappy love and sing them loudly in the silence of the night; I would shout your name to the echoing hills, So that the airy chatter would echo: “Olivia!” Between heaven and earth you could not find peace for yourself until you softened. Olivia You could achieve a lot. Where are you from? VIOLA Although my lot is not bad, my family is higher: I am a nobleman. Olivia Go back to Orsino. I can't love him. And no more Embassies are needed; unless, perhaps, you come in and tell me how he reacted. Farewell. Here; thank you for your work. Viola I'm not a messenger, hide your wallet; It is my duke who is waiting for the reward, not me. May you fall in love with a stone heart, May they despise your passion in the same way! Farewell, beautiful cruelty. Leaves. Olivia "Where are you from?" - “Although my lot is not bad, my family is higher: I am a nobleman.” - I swear it is so. Your face, your figure, speech, mind, actions - Your five-fold coat of arms. But hush, hush! After all, he is not a duke. How so? Is it really that easy to catch an infection? I feel how this young image penetrated my eyes with an elusive and invisible step. Well, let it be. - Here, Malvolio! Malvolio returns. Malvolio Here, at your service. Olivia Run after this insolent messenger, After the count's man. He left this ring here. I don't need it. I don’t want him to flatter Orsino with empty hope: I am not for him. And if the young man came in tomorrow, I would explain to him the reasons. Hurry up, Malvolio. Malvolio I'm in a hurry. Leaves. Olivia I don't know what I'm doing. The speech of flattering eyes, I'm afraid, is stronger than the mind. Fate, decide; we are not given the will; Let what is destined to happen. Leaves.

ACT II

SCENE 1

Coast. Antonio and Sebastian enter. ANTONIO Don't you want to stay longer? And you don't want me to come with you? SEBASTIAN Don't blame me, but I don't want to. My stars shine darkly upon me; the evilness of my fate can outrage even cotton wool; therefore I must ask your permission to bear my troubles alone; it would be a poor reward for your love to place any of it on you. ANTONIO Let me find out where you are going. SEBASTIAN No, sir, really; The journey I have planned is a simple wandering. But I see in you such a wonderful sense of modesty that you will not extort from me what I would like to keep to myself; Therefore, decency all the more orders me to open myself. So, you should know about me, Antonio, that my name is Sebastian, which I changed to Rodrigo. My father was the same Sebastian of Messalina (Messalina is a fictional locality), whom I know you have heard of. After him, all that was left were me and my sister, with whom we were born at the same hour. Why didn’t heaven want us to end up like that! But you, sir, judged differently, because just an hour before you pulled me out of the sea surf, my sister drowned. ANTONIO What a disaster! Sebastian A woman, sir, who - although we were considered very similar - many, however, recognized as a beauty. But although I could not agree with such an overly enthusiastic assessment, I can still confidently say about her: she had a soul that envy itself could not help but call beautiful. She has already drowned, sir, in the salty streams, although, it seems, I am again ready to drown her memory in them. ANTONIO Excuse me, sir, for not looking after you well. SEBASTIAN Oh good Antonio, forgive me for causing you trouble. ANTONIO If you do not want to kill me for my love, let me be your servant. SEBASTIAN If you do not want to undo what you have done, that is, kill the one you saved, do not wish for it. Let's say goodbye right away: my chest is full of tenderness, and I am still so close in personality to my mother that the slightest reason - and my eyes will tell about me. I am heading to the court of Count Orsino. Farewell. Leaves. Antonio May the mercy of all the gods be with you! People at Orsino's court are hostile to me, otherwise I would soon overtake you. But still, the danger is not a problem; You are dear to me, and I will go there. Leaves.

SCENE 2

Street. Viola enters, followed by Malvolio. Malvolio Didn't you just visit Countess Olivia? VIOLA Just now, my sir; Since then, at a moderate pace, I have only managed to get this far. Malvolio She returns this ring to you, sir; You would have saved me the trouble if you had taken him with you. Moreover, she adds that you should instill in your master the hopeless confidence that she does not need him; and one more thing - so that in future you never dare to appear on his business, unless to report how your master reacted to this. Accept it with that. VIOLA I gave her the ring; I do not need him. Malvolio Excuse me, sir! You insolently threw it to her, and she wants it to be returned in the same way; if he is worth bending down, here he is lying in plain sight; if not, then let it belong to the finder. Leaves. VIOLA I didn’t give her the ring. What's the matter? Was she really seduced by my appearance? Yes, her gaze was tender, and it seemed that Her eyes forgot about the tongue, Because her speech was sometimes incoherent. She fell in love with me; the cunning of feeling sent a gloomy messenger for me. She returned the ring that was not given to her by anyone! It's all my fault. And if so, Poor Little One had better fall in love with a dream. Outfit, I see, you are one of the evils with which the mighty evil enemy is powerful! A handsome liar will easily imprint His features on a woman’s unsteady heart. We are weak, yes, but there is no guilt in that: We are as we are made. What to do now? My Duke is in love with her; I, poor monster, into him; She was captivated, by mistake, by me. What will happen next? If I am a man, I am hopeless for his love, And if I am a woman, alas! - how vain will Olivia’s sighs be in vain! O time, your hand is needed here: I cannot unravel this tangle! Leaves.

SCENE 3

Olivia's house. Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew. Sir Toby Please, Sir Andrew. Not being in bed after midnight means being up at an early hour; a "diluculo surgere", (The beginning of the Latin saying: diluculo surgere saluberrinium est - "the best thing for health is to get up early.") you know yourself... Sir Andrew By God, no, I don’t know. But I know that to be up at a late hour is to be up at a late hour. Sir Toby False conclusion; and I hate this like an empty glass. To be up after midnight and then to go to bed is early, so to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed early. Doesn't our life consist of four elements? Sir Andrew Yes, they say; but in my opinion it rather consists of food and drink. Sir Toby You are wise. So let's eat and drink. Mariana! Hey! A jug of wine! The Jester enters. Sir Andrew Here's a fool, by God. Jester How are you living, my hearts? Have you ever seen a sign: “There are three of us”? (On the signs of some taverns of that time, as a joke, two donkeys' heads were depicted with the indicated inscription ("The Third" - the lookout).) Sir Toby Welcome, donkey. Let's tighten the circle. Sir Andrew Upon my word, the jester has an excellent voice. I would give forty shillings to have such a leg and such a sweet sound to sing like a jester. Really, you were a delightful fool last night when you talked about Pigrogromitus and the Vapians crossing the Queubus equator; (False names.) It was very good, by God. I sent you sixpence for your girlfriend. Did you receive them? Fool I caravanned your tarpaulin. After all, Malvolio’s nose is not a whip; My lady has a white hand, and Myrmidons are not beer establishments. Sir Andrew Excellent! I couldn't think of a better joke, after all. Well, now the song. Sir Toby Go ahead! Here's sixpence, sing us a song. Sir Andrew Here's a six from me too: if one knight gives... Fool What kind of song do you want: a love song or an edifying one? Sir Toby Love, love! Sir Andrew Yes, yes, I don't need any edification. Jester (singing) Where are you, my dear, wandering? Stop, listen, you will find out how your faithful friend sings. There is no need to run far, All paths lead to a meeting; Grandfather and grandson will say this. Sir Andrew Wonderfully good, by God. Sir Toby Good, good. Jester (sings) What is love? Love is not expected; He who is cheerful, let him laugh; Tomorrow is an unreliable gift. Stop hesitating. Happiness is fragile. Kiss me, darling; Youth is a hot commodity. Sir Andrew Mellifluous voice, or I'm not a knight! Sir Toby An unbearable sound. Sir Andrew Unbearably sweet, by God. Sir Toby If you listen with your nose, it is sweet, but unbearable. However, should we really let the sky dance? Shall we scare away the owl with such a circular song that it will exhaust three souls from one weaver? Let's do it or not? Sir Andrew If you love me, then let's. I ate the dog at the round songs. Jester But another dog, sir, will eat anyone himself. Sir Andrew Indeed! Let's sing "You're a cheat." Jester "Shut up, you rogue", knight? I will be forced to call you a rogue in song, knight. Sir Andrew This is not the first time I have forced others to call me a rogue. Get started, buffoon. It starts like this: “Be quiet.” Jester I will never start if I remain silent. Sir Andrew Well, by God. Let's go. A circular song is sung. Maria enters. Maria What kind of cat music are you playing here? If the lady has not already called her butler Malvolio and ordered him to turn you out of the gate, then you don’t have to believe me in anything. Sir Toby Your lady is Chinese, we are politicians, Malvolio is a scarecrow, and “we are three merry fellows.” Or am I not half-blooded? Or am I not of the same kind as her? Wow, wow! Madam! (Sings) “Once upon a time there lived a man in Babylon, and with him was his lady wife.” (Sir Toby's entire speech is interspersed with lines taken from the ballads of that time.) Fool Smash me, the knight is delightfully fooling around. Sir Andrew Yes, he does it well when he is in the mood, and so do I; With him it comes out more gracefully, but with me it comes out more naturally. Sir Toby (sings) "On the Twelfth of December..." MARIA For God's sake, be quiet! Malvolio enters. Malvolio My lords, have you gone mad? Or what's wrong with you? Do you really have enough intelligence, decency and politeness so as not to thunder like coppersmiths at this hour of the night? Or do you accept my mistress’s house and the pub, that you screech your tailor’s songs without any softening or remorse of your voice? Or do you have neither respect for the place nor the persons, nor the slightest tact? Sir Toby Tact, my sir, we have observed in our songs. Well, you're in the loop! Malvolio Sir Toby, I must speak frankly to you. My mistress ordered me to tell you that, although she gives you shelter as her relative, she has nothing to do with your outrages. If you can separate yourself from your improprieties, you are a welcome guest in this house; if not, then, if you wish to say goodbye to her, she will very willingly wish you a happy journey. Sir Toki "Happy journey, the hour of separation has come." MARY Stop it, dear Sir Toby. Jester "The fire in his eyes has almost gone out." Malvolio So how are you? Sir Toby "No, I will never die." Jester A man stumbled. Malvolio It does you great honor. Sir Toby "Send him away?" Jester "That's how to say it." Sir Toby "Send him away now." Jester "Oh, no, no, they'll drive you away." Sir Toby You're wrong, sir, you're lying. -Who are you if not a butler? Or do you think that if you are virtuous, there should be no more pies or beer? Jester Yes, I swear by Saint Anne, and your mouth should burn with ginger. Sir Toby You're right. - Go, sir, rub your chain with bread crumb. - A jug of wine, Maria! Malvolio Mistress Mary, if you believed that our lady's mercy was worth more than contempt, you would not contribute to this reprehensible way of life. She'll find out about everything, I swear on this hand. Leaves. Maria Go and shake your ears. Sir Andrew It would be as good a thing as to drink when a man is hungry, to challenge him to a duel, and then break his word and leave him a fool. Sir Toby Do it, knight. I will write you a challenge or convey your indignation to him verbally. Maria Dear Sir Toby, bear with me this night. Since the count's young man visited his lady today, she has been very restless. As for Monsieur Malvolio, leave us alone. If I don’t fool him so much that he becomes a byword among people, and don’t make him the laughing stock of everyone, then consider me a fool who doesn’t know how to lie straight in bed. I know I can do it. Sir Toby Enlighten us, enlighten us; tell us something about him. Maria Why, sir, sometimes he seems like a Puritan. Sir Andrew Oh, if I thought so, I would beat him like a dog! Sir Toby How? Because he is a Puritan? What compelling reasons do you have, dear knight? Sir Andrew I have no convincing reasons, but I have sufficient reasons. Maria He's not a damn Puritan or anything specific at all, but simply a pleaser; a cutesy ass who memorizes the rules of sedateness and brings them to you in armfuls; he has the best opinion of himself and is so stuffed, as it seems to him, with perfections that he is absolutely sure that everyone who looks at him is in love with him; and it is this vice of his that my revenge will find an excellent opportunity to use. Sir Toby What do you want to do? Maria I want to throw some dark love letters on his way, where by the color of the beard, by the shape of the leg, by the manner of walking, by the description of the eyes, forehead and complexion, he will see himself very unmistakably depicted. I can write very similarly to your lady niece; where we have forgotten what the matter is, we can barely distinguish our handwriting. Sir Toby Excellent! I can already smell what the idea is here. Sir Andrew And I have it in my nose. Sir Toby He will think that these letters you give him were written by my niece and that she is in love with him. Maria My thought is really the color of a horse. Sir Andrew And your horse will make him an ass. Maria Oslom, without a doubt. Sir Andrew Oh, it will be wonderful! Maria the Royal Fun, rest assured. I know my medicine will work on him. I will place you both - and let the jester be the third - where he finds the letter; watch how he will interpret it. In the meantime, lie down and let you dream about this event. Be healthy. Leaves. Sir Toby Good night, Penthesilea. (Pentesileia is the legendary warrior of antiquity, the queen of the Amazons.) Sir Andrew By all means, a glorious maiden. Sir Toby the Hound, purebred and adores me. So what? Sir Andrew I was once adored too. Sir Toby Let's go to bed, knight. I need you to order more money to be sent. Sir Andrew If I don't get your niece, I'm pretty screwed. Sir Toby Tell me to send money, knight; if in the end you don't get it, call me a short horse. Sir Andrew If I don't get it, you don't have to trust me in anything; as you please. Sir Toby Come, come, I'll go and light the burner; It's too late to go to bed now. Let's go, knight, let's go, knight. They leave.

SCENE 4

Ducal Palace. Enter the Duke, Viola, Curio and others. Duke Let them sing to me. - Oh, good afternoon, friends! - Cesario, that song from yesterday, An old, simple song; She softened my melancholy more than the light ringing and artificial speeches of the nimble and nimble of our days. One stanza. Curio There is no one, forgive me, your lordship, who could sing it. Duke Who was it? Curio Feste, buffoon, sovereign; a jester whom Mrs. Olivia's father really liked. He's around here somewhere. Duke Find him, but in the meantime play a melody. Curio leaves, the music plays. Come, my boy; If you fall in love yourself, then in sweet agony remember me. Everyone who is in love is the same as me: Unstable, flighty in all impulses, And only the sweet image remains unchanged in their soul. How do you find the tune? VIOLA I would say he sends an echo to the throne, Where love reigns. Duke You said it masterfully. I bet my life, Even though you are young, your eyes have already desired someone’s mercy. What, boy, isn't it? VIOLA Yes, your grace. Duke Who is this woman? Viola Looks like you. Duke Then she's not worth you. What is Her age? VIOLA As is yours, my lord. Duke of Star, by God. The husband must be older than his wife, and he will suit her, she will capture his heart more firmly; Although we praise ourselves, boy, We are more fragile, we are more deceptive in love, More changeable, weaker, more short-lived, than women. Viola You are right, sir. Duke Let the one you love be younger, otherwise your affection will not endure. After all, women are like roses: a lush flower has barely blossomed - it is no longer there. VIOLA Yes, it is so; and how sad it is: Alas, to perish in the very hour of prosperity! Curio and Jester return. Duke Ah, brother, sing us yesterday’s song! - Listen, boy, old, simple. Knitters, working in the sun, And girls, weaving threads with bones, Sing it; she is truthful in everything and enjoys the innocence of love, like an old woman. Clown Are you ready, sir? Duke Yes, sing, please. Music.

SONG

Jester “Come, lie down, death, Let me be wrapped in a shroud; Fade, fade, firmament, I am killed by heartless beauty. Decorate my shroud with yew foliage. I will meet my mortal lot, Like happiness. Without flowers, without flowers, just like that, Only in black Buried in a coffin, Without friends, without friends, in darkness, Without saying goodbye, lower me. In the grave, let me lie alone, So that the Lover does not come to weep over her." Duke Take it for the work. Jester What kind of work is this, sir? For me, sir, singing is a pleasure. Duke Well, I pay for the pleasure. Jester That's right, sir, you have to pay for pleasure, sooner or later. Duke Now forgive me, but I will say goodbye to you. Fool May the melancholy god protect you; and let the tailor make you a camisole from iridescent taffeta, for your soul is a true opal. People of such constancy should be sent to sea, so that their occupation could be anything, and their goal could be anywhere; this way you can always make a great trip out of nothing. Be healthy. Leaves. Duke Leave us. Curio and his associates leave. My boy, visit once again this proud cruelty. My love - tell her - is higher than the world, I don’t need the dirt of earthly lands, And all the gifts sent to her by happiness are just as indifferent to me as happiness; Only the royal miracle of perfection, embodied in her, attracts my spirit. Viola But what if she can’t love you? DUKE I won't take no for an answer. VIOLA You must. Let's say a woman - maybe there is even such a woman - loves you with heartache, Like you Olivia; you - no; and you told her this; After all, she must accept refusal? DUKE A woman's breast cannot bear the beating of such a mighty passion, As in this heart; women's hearts cannot contain and hold so much. No, their love is nothing more than an urge, - Excitement not of the liver, but of the palate, - Leading to satiety and disgust; My love, like the sea, is hungry and will absorb as much; there is no comparison Between how I would be loved by a woman, And how I love Olivia. VIOLA And yet I know... Duke What do you know? Viola How women love. Their hearts are true, Just like ours. My Father had a Daughter, and she loved a man, Just as if I were a woman, I might also Love you. Duke Tell me this story. Viola It has white pages. Her passion lurked silently and, like a worm in a flower, consumed the heat on her cheeks; in green and yellow melancholy she Frozen, like a tombstone Submission, And smiled. Isn't this love? We talk more, we swear more; But this is the ostentatious side: Vows are generous, but love is poor. Duke So, did love kill your sister? Viola I alone are all my father’s daughters, All his sons... although I don’t know. So should I go to the Countess? DUKE Yes, quickly! Bring it to her; Tell her again that love will not retreat and will not wait. They leave.

SCENE 5

Olivia's garden. Enter Sir Toby, Sir Andrew and Fabian. Sir Toby Come here, Signor Fabian. Fabian Yes, I'm coming; if I miss even a grain of this fun, may I boil to death in melancholy. Sir Toby Wouldn't you be glad if that poor wretched dog would receive a loud disgrace? Fabian I would rejoice, my dear; you know, he brought me into disgrace with my mistress because of some bear-baiting. Sir Toby To tease him, we'll show him the bear and play him to his heart's content; Isn't that so, Sir Andrew? Sir Andrew If we don't play, our lives are worthless. Sir Toby Here comes the little rascal. Maria enters. Hello, my Indian treasure! Maria All three of you, hide behind this boxwood. Malvolio comes here along the alley. He spent half an hour there in the sun teaching his own shadow manners. Watch him if you like funny things; I'm sure this letter will turn him into a dreamy idiot. Don't move, for fun's sake! And you lie here (drops the letter), because a trout is approaching, which is caught by tickling. Leaves. Malvolio enters. Malvolio It is a matter of chance; it's all a matter of chance. I once heard from Maria that she loved me, and she herself somehow in a conversation touched upon the fact that if she fell in love, it would only be with a person like me. In addition, she treats me with such sublime respect as she treats anyone close to her. What should I think about this? Sir Toby What a presumptuous scoundrel! Fabian Oh, hush! Dreaming turns him into a rare turkey: look how he performs with his feathers spread out! Sir Andrew By all means, I would have beaten the scoundrel like that! Sir Toby Hush, I say. Malvolio Become Count Malvolio! Sir Toby Oh, you scoundrel! Sir Andrew Shoot him, shoot him with your pistol. Sir Toby Hush, hush! Malvolio There are examples of this: Countess Stracci married her wardrobe attendant. Sir Andrew Damn you, Jezebel! (The Jewish queen mentioned in the Bible, distinguished by pride and viciousness.) Fabian Oh, hush! He is completely absorbed. Look how swollen he is with imagination. Malvolio Married to her for three months, sitting in a chair under the canopy... Sir Toby Oh, if I had a crossbow to throw a stone into his eye! Malvolio... surrounded by his servants, dressed in embroidered velvet, just rising from the sofa where I left Olivia sleeping... Sir Toby Fire and bogeyman! Fabian Oh, hush, hush! Malvolio...And then behave majestically; and then, after a restrained wandering of the eye, telling them that I knew my place and wished they knew theirs, to order my kinsman, Sir Toby, to be called. Sir Toby Shackles and chains! Fabian Oh, hush, hush, hush, come on! Malvolio Seven of my men follow him with an obedient movement; Meanwhile, I frown and maybe wind my watch or play with my... some precious trinket. Toby comes up and bows to me... Sir Toby And this man will remain alive? Fabian Even if our silence was pulled from us by carts, still be quiet! Malvolio...I extend my hand to him like this, tempering the friendly smile with a stern look of power... Sir Toby And Toby doesn't whip you on the lips? Malvolio...saying: "Uncle Toby, my destiny, having given me your niece, has given me the right to speak to you like this..." Sir Toby What, what? Malvolio "...You must wean yourself from drinking..." Sir Toby Vaughn, you brat! Fabian Oh, be patient, or we will ruin our whole idea. Malvolio "...Besides, you are wasting the treasures of your time with some stupid knight..." Sir Andrew It is I, I assure you. Malvolio "... with some Sir Andrew"... Sir Andrew I knew it was me, because many people call me stupid. Malvolio What is our business here? (Picks up the letter.) Fabian The sandpiper approached the snare. Sir Toby Oh, hush! And let the spirit of joy inspire him to read aloud! Malvolio I swear by my life, this is the hand of the lady: these are her eras, her ales; and so she writes a big P. There can be no question, it’s her hand. Sir Andrew Her era, her ale. What does it mean? Malvolio (reading) "To the unknown beloved with my good wishes." Quite her revolutions! With your permission, wax. Quietly! And the seal is her Lucretia, with whom she always seals. This is madam. Who could it be to? Fabian And he was hit in the liver and stuff. Malvolio (reads) “Heaven sees, I love. But who? Lips, I command you to close the Secret of my heart.” "The secret of my heart." What's next? The size varies. “The secret of my heart”: what if it’s you, Malvolio? Sir Toby Eh, hang you, badger! Malvolio (reading) “I can command what is sweet; But, like a dagger to Lucretius, Silence pierced my spirit. M, O, A, L - chained me.” Fabian Puzzling nonsense! Sir Toby I say: an excellent woman. Malvolio "M, O, A, L - chained me." No, let me, let me think, let me think, let me think. Fabian She brought him a poisonous dish! Sir Toby And how greedily that falcon rushed at him! Malvolio "I can command what is nice." Yes, she can order me, I serve her, she is my mistress. Yes, this is clear to any common sense; There are no difficulties here. Well, as for the horses, what could this arrangement of letters mean? If only I could find something like me in this... Quietly! M, O, A, L... Sir Toby Oh, come on, solve it. He lost his way. Fabian It's okay, the dog will find him, because he smells like a fox. Malvolio M - Malvolio; M - yes, that’s how my name begins. Fabian Didn't I say he could handle it? This dog will always come back on the trail. Malvolio M... - but there is no further consistency; this does not stand the test: A should have followed, but O follows. Fabian And O will finish all this, I hope. Sir Toby Yes, or I'll beat him out of him with a stick Oh! Malvolio And finally I see a consonant. Fabian No, brother, you will never see someone who agrees in your life! Malvolio M, O, A, L: this simulation is not the same as the previous one; and yet, if you push a little, he may lean towards me, because each of these letters is in my name. Quietly! Prose follows here. (Reads) "If this falls into your hands, think about it. According to my stars, I am higher than you; but do not be afraid of greatness: some are born great, others achieve greatness, and others complain of greatness. Your Fates extend their hand to you; let your blood and the spirit will embrace them; and in order to accustom yourself to what you can become, throw off your humble skin and appear fresh. Be hostile to your relatives, harsh to your servants; let your tongue speak great speeches; put on an unusual appearance; this advice gives you she who sighs for you. Remember who praised your yellow stockings and always wanted to see you in crossed garters; remember, I say. Be bold, you will achieve everything if you only wish; if not, let me still see you as a butler, a servant and unworthy to touch the fingers of Fortune. Farewell. She who would like to exchange positions with you, Blissfully Miserable." Daylight and an open field will reveal no more: everything is obvious. I will be proud, I will read political authors, I will mock Sir Toby, I will wash away all base acquaintances, I will become exactly such a person. Now I am not deceived, I do not allow my imagination to play tricks on me, for every argument leads to the fact that my mistress loves me. She recently praised my yellow stockings, she approved of my leg being tied crosswise; and in this she reveals herself to my love and, as if commanding, forces me to dress the way she likes. I thank my stars I'm happy. I will be unapproachable, arrogant, in yellow stockings and criss-crossed garters, as soon as I have time to put them on. Praise be to Jupiter and my stars! There is, however, a postscript here. (Reads) “You cannot help but know who I am. If you accept my love, show it with your smile; your smiles suit you; therefore, in my presence, always smile, my dear, beloved, I ask you.” Jupiter, thank you: I will smile; I will do whatever you want. Leaves. Fabian I would not give up my share in this entertainment for a pension of several thousand from the funds of the Persian Shah. Sir Toby I am ready to marry this woman for this invention. Sir Andrew And I'm ready too. Sir Toby And do not demand any dowry for her, except for another such joke. Sir Andrew And I am none. Fabian Here comes our famous prankster. Maria returns. Sir Toby Would you like to step on my neck? Sir Andrew Or me. Sir Toby Would you like me to gamble my freedom and become your slave? Sir Andrew Or I, by God! Sir Toby You know, you have plunged him into such dreams that when their image leaves him, he must go mad. Maria No, tell the truth: did it have an effect on him? Sir Toby Like vodka for a midwife. Maria So, if you want to see the fruits of the undertaking, look at his first appearance with his mistress: he will appear to her in yellow stockings - and she hates this color - and in cross garters - a fashion that she cannot stand; and he will smile at her - and this now is so inappropriate for her disposition, when she is so susceptible to melancholy that she cannot help but bring obvious contempt upon him. If you want to see it, follow me. Sir Toby At the gates of Tartarus, (Tartarus in ancient mythology - the underworld, hell.) the incomparable devil of wit! Sir Andrew And I am with you. They leave.

ACT III

SCENE 1

Olivia's garden. Viola and the Fool enter with a drum. Viola God bless you, buddy, and your music; do you live like this, dancing? Jester No, sir, I live with a limp. Viola What, do you have a sore leg? Jester No, sir, my leg is healthy; but my little house is adjacent to the church, so I live with a limp. VIOLA In that case, you could say about the king that he is a fool, because he has a fool in his employ; or that the church has become tambourine if you stand in front of the church with a tambourine. Clown That's it, sir. Look what this century is like! Any saying is like a morocco glove for a wit: how quickly it can be turned inside out! VIOLA Yes, that's true; If you play with words frivolously, they become too malleable. Clown I would, sir, therefore prefer that my sister did not have a name. VIOLA Why, my dear? Jester Yes, of course, sir: after all, a name is a word; and if we play with this word, then my sister would not become too pliable. But only words have become mere canals since they were disgraced with shackles. VIOLA What evidence do you have, my dear? Clown Really, sir, I can’t introduce them to you without words; and the words have become so false that I don’t want to prove with them that I’m right. VIOLA You, I see, are a cheerful fellow, for whom everything is nothing. Jester No, sir, for me not everything is nothing; but, in all honesty, sir, you are nothing to me; and I, sir, would be glad if it could make you invisible. VIOLA Are you not Mistress Olivia's fool? Jester No, how can you, sir; Mistress Olivia is not a fool, sir, she won't be until she gets married; and a husband is as difficult to distinguish from a fool as a herring from a sardine; only the husband is larger. Actually, I’m not her fool, but a perverter of words Viola I recently saw you at Count Orsino’s. Fool Stupidity, sir, walks around the world like the sun; it shines everywhere. “I would be sad if she visited your master less often than she visited my mistress.” I think I saw your wisdom there. Viola Well, no, if you attack me, I will leave. Here you go for expenses. Fool Let Jupiter, from the nearest batch of hair, reward you with a beard. VIOLA To tell you the truth, I myself am languishing to the point of my beard; (aside) although I wouldn’t want it to grow on my chin. Is your lady at home? Jester Don't you think, sir, that if there were a pair of them, they would multiply? Viola Yes, if you put them together and put them into circulation. Fool I would not mind playing Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, in order to get Cressida for this Troilus. VIOLA I understand you, sir; You're asking nicely. Clown I hope, sir, it will not be so difficult to beg a beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My lady is at home, sir. I'll explain to them where you're from; but who you are and what you want is beyond my heaven, I would say, my “element,” but this word is well-worn. Leaves. VIOLA He has the brains to play the fool; And this business requires ingenuity: He must know exactly who he is joking about, be able to evaluate people and time, and, like a wild falcon, strike from the air at every bird he encounters. Craft No easier than the occupation of the sensible. There is a wise meaning in such tomfoolery; And a smart man often makes a fool. Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew. Sir Toby God bless you, my sir. VIOLA And you, dear sir. Sir Andrew Dieu vous garde, monsieur. Viola Et vous aussi; Votre serviteur. (These two French lines repeat almost unchanged the words of the two previous lines.) Sir Andrew I hope, sir, that this is so; and I'm yours. Sir Toby Would you like to enter this house? My niece would like you to come in, if that is your direction. VIOLA I am heading for your niece, my sir; I want to say that she is the goal of my journey. Sir Toby Try your legs, my sir; set them in motion. VIOLA I feel more confidence in my legs, my sir, than in the correct understanding of your words when you invite me to try my legs. Sir Toby I want to say: go, my sir, come in. VIOLA I will answer you by walking and entering. But we were warned. Olivia and Maria enter. Delightful and perfect lady, may the heavens rain incense on you! Sir Andrew This young man is a rare courtier. "Incense Rain"... good! VIOLA My embassy, ​​lady, can find a voice only for your receptive and favorable ears. Sir Andrew "Incense", "receptive" and "favorable". I'll keep all three for myself. Olivia Let them close the garden gate, and don't bother me listening. Sir Toby, Sir Andrew and Maria leave. Give me your hand. Viola Accept my duty and my service. Olivia What's your name? Viola Your servant is called Cesario, beautiful princess. Olivia Are you my servant? The world has become boring since low pretense was given the name Courtesy. After all, you are Orsino's servant. VIOLA He is your servant, and I am his servant; Whoever serves your servants serves you. Olivia He is forgotten by me; and it would be better if his thought were an empty leaf than a complete one! VIOLA I came to you to attract your favor to him. Olivia Oh no, I asked you not to talk about him anymore. But if you have another request, My ear will be more willingly captivated by it than by the music of the spheres. VIOLA Oh lady... OLIVIA Let me. The last time you performed spells here, I sent you a ring; By this I deceived Myself, my servant, and perhaps also you. I deserve your harsh judgment, having imposed on you, with shameful cunning, Someone else's thing. What could you think? To be torn to pieces by all the fierce thoughts of a merciless soul? It is enough for you to see clearly: My heart is covered with a haze, not a breast. Here, answer. Viola I feel sorry for you. Olivia This is a step towards love. VIOLA Oh no, not an inch; After all, everyone knows that we often feel sorry for our enemies. Olivia Well, apparently it's time to smile again. Oh, how easy it is to be proud of poverty! If you die as someone's prey, it's better to be a lion than a wolf! The clock is striking. The clock tells me: I'm wasting my time. Don't be afraid, young man, I don't need you. And yet, when the mind and youth mature, Who will have a handsome husband. Your path lies there, to the west. VIOLA Well, "Who's going to the west?" Peace and joy to you! Will there be nothing for the Duke? Olivia Don't go! Please tell me what you think of me. Viola That you consider yourself to be something other than what you are. Olivia And that's what I'm thinking about you. Viola You think correctly: I am not me. Olivia If only you were what I want! VIOLA Would that be better than this? I would like to! Now for you I am a joke. Olivia Oh, how much beauty there is in his grin On his angry and contemptuous lips! The guilt of a murderer can hide in the shadows, Love cannot; her night is like day. Cesario, I swear by the bloom of roses, by the maiden's honor, by the truth of pure dreams, I love you so much that my passion, no matter how proud you are, I no longer melt. You might think to yourself: Since I am loved, I have no need to love. Then prepare a counter argument: Uninvited love is doubly sweet. Viola No, I swear by my youth and purity, I have not given my heart, breasts and fidelity to any woman, and not one of them will be called their mistress. So, goodbye; Never again will I bring the count's tears here. Olivia Come again; After all, only you could incline my dreams to disfavor. Leaves.

SCENE 2

Olivia's house. Enter Sir Toby, Sir Andrew and Fabian. Sir Andrew No, on my word, I won't stay a minute longer. Sir Toby Grounds, dear wicked one! What are your reasons? Fabian You must state your reasons, Sir Andrew. Sir Andrew Why, I saw how your niece showed the count's servant such courtesies as she had never shown me; I saw this in the garden. Sir Toby Did she see you at the same time, old man? Tell me. Sir Andrew As clear as I see you now. Fabian This was clear evidence of her love for you. Sir Andrew What is it, you want to make me look like a donkey? Fabian I will prove this to you logically, sir, by swearing reason and judgment. Sir Toby And they were already sworn prosecutors when Noah was not yet a sailor. (That is, before the “flood”, which is described in the Bible, when Noah built his ark.) Fabian She showed herself to be kind to this young man in front of your eyes only to stir you up, to awaken your courage, such a sleepyhead, to put fire in your heart and bogey into your liver. You should have approached her; and with a few excellent jokes, fiery new from the mint, you should have beaten this young man so that he was speechless. This is what was expected of you and this is what was missed: you allowed time to wash away the double gilding of this incident, and now in the opinion of my mistress you are sailing to the north, where you will hang like an icicle on the beard of a Dutchman, unless you atone for this in some way. some commendable daring of courage or politics. Sir Andrew When it comes to that, so much courage, because I hate politics; For me, being a politician is no better than being a Brownist. (Around 1580, Robert Brown founded the Puritan sect.) Sir Toby Well, then build your happiness on the basis of courage. Challenge the count's youth to battle, wound him in eleven places; my niece will know about it; and believe me, not a single pimp in the world will portray a man to a woman so flatteringly than the glory of courage. Fabian There is no other way, Sir Andrew. Sir Andrew Will any of you take my challenge to him? Sir Toby Go, write it with a warlike hand; be sharp and brief; witty or not, it would still be eloquent and full of ideas; mock him as much as the ink will allow; if you “poke” it three times, it won’t be out of place, and the tall tales - how many of them can fit on a sheet of paper, even if your sheet was the size of a Ware bed (One innkeeper in the city of Ware, in order to attract the curious, placed a giant a bed that could accommodate twenty-four people at a time. ) in England, so many bells and whistles. Go get to work. Just make sure you have enough ox bile in your ink, and then write with a quill pen, it doesn’t matter. Get to work! Sir Andrew Where will I meet you? Sir Toby We will come to you in cubiculo. (“Bedroom” (lat.) Go. Sir Andrew leaves. Fabian Is this little man dear to you, Sir Toby? Sir Toby It was I who was dear to him, my dear: two thousand or so. Fabian He will get a rare letter. But you won’t hand it over, will you? Sir Toby By all means. And you, by any means, incite the young man to answer. I don’t think they can be pulled together by oxen and cart ropes. As for Andrew, if you cut him open and there's enough blood in his liver to stick a flea's foot in, I'll take it upon myself to eat the rest of the anatomy. Fabian Yes, and his opponent, this young man, does not show any special signs of cruelty on his face. Maria enters. Sir Toby Here comes my tiny little king. Maria If you want fun and want to laugh until you die, come with me. This simpleton Malvolio turned into a pagan, into a real renegade, because not a single Christian who seeks salvation in the right faith will ever believe in such impossible absurdities. He's wearing yellow stockings. Sir Toby And wearing crossed garters? Mary of the most vile; like a teacher from a church school. I stalked him like a killer. He fulfills all the points of the letter that I planted to deceive him: from the smiles on his face, he has more lines than on the new map with the addition of the Indies; you've never seen anything like it. I'm tempted to throw something at him. I'm sure the lady will beat him off; and he will smile and consider it a great mercy. Sir Toby Come, lead us, lead us to where he is. They leave.

SCENE 3

Street. Sebastian and Antonio enter. SEBASTIAN I wouldn't bother you myself; But since you enjoy this work, I won’t reproach you. ANTONIO I could not leave you: my desire, Sharper than steel, drove me to you; Not only the passion to see you (although it could alone move you towards a greater path), But also concern for your wanderings Among these places, which sometimes greet a stranger, Without experience and without friends, Unkindly; my love, also reinforced by fear, followed you. Sebastian My dear Antonio, In response I can only say thank you And thank you again; We often pay for services with this pitiful money; But if my wallet were as full as my heart, you wouldn’t be offended. What now? Shall we go and see the city? ANTONIO It's tomorrow; First you need to think about shelter. SEBASTIAN I'm not tired, night is far away; I ask you, let's go and console our eyes with the illustrious antiquity of which this city is proud. ANTONIO Excuse me, it’s dangerous for me to walk the streets here. Once, in a clash with the Count's Fleet, I served such a service that, if I were caught, I would not be able to report. Sebastian Have you killed many of him? ANTONIO The offense was not so bloody, Though the time and nature of the quarrel Might have allowed us bloodshed. Since then it has been possible to repay What we took; So, for the sake of trade, our whole city did it, but not me. For this, if I get caught here, I will pay. Sebastian Walk carefully. ANTONIO I have to. Here, sir, is the wallet. The most convenient place for us to stay is in the suburbs, at the “Elephant”. I’ll go and make an appointment, and you kill time by saturating your Mind with contemplation. I will be waiting for you. SEBASTIAN What do I need a wallet for? ANTONIO You may be seduced by some trifle, but your funds, sir, are hardly enough for empty purchases. Sebastian I will say goodbye to you for an hour and I will be your treasurer. ANTONIO So at the "Elephant". SEBASTIAN I remember. They leave.

SCENE 4

Olivia's garden. Olivia and Maria enter. Olivia I'm waiting for him; let's say he comes; How will I meet him? What gift? After all, youth can be easier to buy than to beg for. - I speak loudly. - But where is Malvolio? He is sullen and important and a suitable servant for me. Where is Malvolio? MARY He comes, madam, but in a very strange way. He must have gone crazy, madam. Olivia How so? What happened to him? Is he raging? Maria No, madam, he is just smiling; it is better to have someone with you if he comes; because, by all means, the man has gone crazy. Olivia Go get him. Maria leaves. There is no difference between us, When sad delirium is similar to cheerful. Maria returns with Malvolio. Well, Malvolio? Malvolio Lovely madam, ho-ho! Olivia Are you smiling? And I have very serious things to do with you. Malvolio Are you serious, madam? It’s not difficult for me to be serious: they cause some stagnation in the blood, these crisscross garters. Well, so what? If it is pleasant to the eyes of one, then it will happen to me, as in a very truthful sonnet: “Love to one, dear to everyone.” Olivia How are you feeling, my dear? What's wrong with you? Malvolio My thoughts are not black, although my feet are yellow. It fell into his hands, and the commands will be carried out. I hope we are familiar with this gentle Roman hand? (The Roman hand is Olivia's handwriting, writing in Roman letters.) Olivia Would you like to go to bed, Malvolio? Malvolio To bed! Yes, darling, I will come to you too. Olivia God help you! Why do you smile so much and kiss your hand so often? Maria How is your health, Malvolio? Malvolio To your question... yes, nightingales answer jackdaws! Maria Why do you appear before your lady with such ridiculous impudence? Malvolio “Do not be afraid of greatness,” - that’s exactly what it was written. Olivia What do you mean by this, Malvolio? Malvolio "Some will be born great..." Olivia Ax! Malvolio "... some achieve greatness..." Olivia What are you saying? Malvolio "...and to others greatness complains..." Olivia The sky has burned you! Malvolio "...Remember who praised your yellow stockings..." Olivia Your yellow stockings! Malvolio "...and wanted to see you in cross garters..." Olivia In cross garters! Malvolio "...be brave, you will achieve everything if you only wish..." Olivia Am I the one who will achieve everything? Malvolio "...If not, let me still see you as a servant..." Olivia No, this is real madness. The Servant enters. Servant Madam, a young man has come from Count Orsino; I barely persuaded him to return; he is awaiting your Lordship's orders. Olivia I'll go out to him. The Servant leaves. Dear Maria, let them look after this friend. Where's my Uncle Toby? Let one of my people take him under special care; I would not regret half of my fortune, if only no trouble happened to him. Olivia and Maria leave. Malvolio Wow! Now do you know who I am? No lower man than Sir Toby to watch over me! This is directly consistent with the letter: she sends it on purpose so that I can show myself arrogant with it; after all, she incites me to do this in a letter. “Shed your humble skin,” she says, “be hostile to your relatives, harsh to your servants; let your tongue speak majestic speeches; let yourself be unusual”; and accordingly indicates the necessary techniques, such as: a gloomy face, sedate posture, slow speech, like some important gentleman, and so on. I got her; but Jupiter did it, and may Jupiter teach me gratitude! And when she was leaving now: “Let them look after this friend.” Buddy! Not Malvolio, not in my position, but a friend. Yes, everything coincides with one another, so there is not a drachm of doubts, not a scruple of doubts, no obstacles, no incredible or unfavorable circumstances... But what can I say!.. There can be nothing that could come between me and the complete horizon of my hopes. Yes, Jupiter, not me, is the one who accomplished all this, and we must thank him. Maria returns with Sir Toby and Fabian. Sir Toby Where in the name of all that is holy is he? Even if all the devils of hell gathered in a reduced form and the Legion itself moved into it, (An allusion to the Gospel story about the demon who, being cast out, exclaimed “my name is Legion.”) I will talk to him. Fabian Here he is, here he is! How are you feeling, sir? How are you feeling, my dear? Malvolio Go away! I'm firing you; do not prevent me from enjoying my solitude; go away! Maria Hear how loudly the demon in him speaks! Wasn't I right? Sir Toby, the lady asks you to take care of him. Malvolio Ha-xa! Indeed? Sir Toby Well, well, hush, hush! He must be treated gently; come on, I'm alone. - How are you, Malvolio? How are you feeling? You know what, my dear: you renounce the devil; think about it, he is an enemy of the human race. Malvolio Do you understand what you are saying? Maria Do you see how it hurts him when you speak badly of the devil? God forbid if he is bewitched! Fabian Take his urine to the witch. Maria Tomorrow morning, if I’m still alive. I cannot tell my lady how much I would not like to lose him. Malvolio What are you doing, madam? Maria Oh my God! Sir Toby Pray be silent; Isn't that possible? Can't you see that this annoys him? Leave us alone. Fabian Nothing but gentleness; softer, softer; The demon is cool, but does not like to be treated harshly. Sir Toby How are you, cockerel? How's it going, chicken? Malvolio Dear sir! Sir Toby "Come with me, Brigid." No, my dear! It does not suit grandeur to play tricks with Satan. Well, put him in a noose, you filthy coal miner! Maria Make him say a prayer, dear Sir Toby, make him pray. Malvolio Prayer, monkey? Maria No, positively, he doesn’t even want to hear about the divine. Malvolio May you all hang yourself! You are all empty fools. My element is not yours. You will soon find out something else. Leaves. Sir Toby Can it be? Fabian If this were presented on stage now, I would be ready to condemn it as an implausible fiction. Sir Toby He, brother, himself became infected with our idea. Maria Now don’t let him down, otherwise the idea will fizzle out and disappear. Fabian Yes, we really will drive him crazy. Maria The calmer it will be in the house. Sir Toby You know, we'll put him in a closet and tie him up. My niece is already sure that he is crazy; and so we can continue, for our own amusement, and for his punishment, until our very amusement, tired to the point of shortness of breath, prompts us to take pity on him, and then we will report our undertaking publicly and crown you as the identification of the insane. But look, look! Sir Andrew enters. Fabian More fun for a May morning. Sir Andrew Here's a challenge, read it. I can guarantee that it has vinegar and pepper. Fabian How sharp is he? Sir Andrew Yes, he will be convinced of it. Just read it. Sir Toby Give it here. (Reads) "Young man, whoever you are, you're just a brat." Fabian Good and bold. Sir Toby (reading) “Do not be amazed or wonder in your soul why I call you that, for I will not give you any explanation for it.” Fabian Good point: it keeps you out of the hands of the law. Sir Toby (reading) “You come to Mistress Olivia, and she, before my eyes, treats you kindly; but you are blatantly lying - that’s not why I’m calling you.” Fabian Very short and downright wonderful... pointless. Sir Toby (reading) "I will lie in wait for you when you go home, and then, if you are lucky enough to kill me..." Fabian Good. Sir Toby (reading) "...you will kill me like a tramp and a scoundrel." Fabian You still keep to the windward side of the law; Fine. Sir Toby (reading) "Be well; and may God have mercy on one of our souls! It may be that he will have mercy on mine; but I hope for the best, and therefore beware. Your friend, according to your behavior, and your sworn enemy, Andrew Aguechick ". If this letter does not move him, he will not be able to move at all. I'll give it to him. Maria You will have a very convenient opportunity for this: he is just talking with the lady and must leave soon. Sir Toby Go, Sir Andrew, watch him in the corner of the garden like a detective; As soon as you see him, draw your sword and, drawing your sword, curse monstrously, because it often happens that a terrible curse, if shouted sharply in a boastful voice, gives a better idea of ​​\u200b\u200bcourage than even in reality it can be proven. Go! Sir Andrew Well, leave the swearing to me! Leaves. Sir Toby I will not hand over his letters; judging by his appearance, he is a capable and well-mannered young man; his relations with his master and with my niece confirm the same thing, so this letter, being completely absurd, will not give rise to any fear in the young man; he will see that it comes from a fool. No, my sir, I will convey his challenge orally; I will endow Egyuchik with extraordinary fame of courage and instill in the young man - and he, in his youth, will easily believe this - the most disgusting opinion about his fury, dexterity, ardor and ardor. This will frighten them both so much that they will kill each other with their gaze, like basilisks. (The basilisk is a fairy-tale beast that seems to kill with one look.) Olivia returns with Viola. Fabian Here he comes with your niece; stay on the side until he takes his leave, and immediately follow him. Sir Toby In the meantime, I will try to think of some terrifying expressions for the challenge. Sir Toby, Fabian and Maria leave. Olivia I told everything to the heart of stone, I entrusted all my honor to him. I secretly condemn my guilt, But the imperious guilt is so stubborn that it is not afraid of judgment. Viola In everything, your passion resembles the Sorrow of my lord. Olivia Here's a reminder for you; this is my portrait. Don't be afraid: he can't speak. And I ask you, come tomorrow. Is it possible to have a request, without prejudice to honor, that I could refuse you? Viola After all, I ask you to love Orsino. Olivia But is it fair to give him what was given to you? VIOLA I allow it. Olivia Goodbye, see you tomorrow. I'm glad to go down to the abode of hell for a demon like you. Leaves. Sir Toby and Fabian return. Sir Toby Dear Sir, God bless you. VIOLA And you, sir. Sir Toby Whatever defense you have, resort to it. What kind of insult you inflicted on him, I don’t know, but your wayward, full of hatred, bloodthirsty, like a hunter, is waiting for you at the end of the garden; Unharness your rapier, be hasty in your preparations, for your enemy is agile, dexterous and deadly. VIOLA Sir, you are mistaken; I am sure that there is no person who would be in a quarrel with me; my memory is completely pure and free from any image of injury caused to anyone. Sir Toby You will see that it is not so, I assure you; therefore, if you value life at all, prepare to defend yourself, for your opponent has everything that youth, strength, dexterity and anger can bestow on a person. VIOLA Excuse me, sir, who is he? Sir Toby Knight, initiated into this title by an unserrated sword and for carpet reasons; ("Carpet knights" were those who were knighted not for military service, but for some other merit, and often just for money.) but in a duel it is the devil; the souls and bodies separated by him number three, and his rage at this moment is so indomitable that only mortal writhing and the tomb can quench it. Odd or even - that's his word; either this one or that one. Viola I'll go back to the house and ask the hostess for some kind of guide. I'm not a fighter. I have heard of this kind of people who deliberately pick quarrels with others in order to test their courage; Apparently, this is a man with such habits. Sir Toby No, sir, his indignation arises from a very significant grievance. So, get ready and fulfill his wish. You will not return back to this house if you do not want to do with me the same thing that you can just as safely provide to him. So, forward, or sword drawn; because you have to fight - it’s decided, or refuse to carry iron with you. VIOLA This is as discourteous as it is strange. I ask you, do me this kind service, find out from the knight how I insulted him; it could only have been accidental, but not intentional. Sir Toby I will do it. - Signor Fabian, stay with this gentleman until I return. Leaves. Viola Excuse me, sir, do you know anything about this matter? Fabian I know that the knight is furious against you to the point of deadly determination, but I know nothing more. Viola Tell me, please, what kind of person is this? Fabian If you judge him by his appearance, he by no means promises the miracles that you will discover in him when you put his courage to the test. This, sir, is truly the most dexterous, bloodthirsty and fatal enemy that you could find anywhere in Illyria. Would you like to go to him? I will make peace between you and him, if possible. Viola You will greatly oblige me with this; I am one of those who prefer spiritual weapons to secular ones; I'm not trying to become famous for my strength. They leave. Sir Toby returns with Sir Andrew. Sir Toby No, brother, he is a real devil; I have never seen such an Amazon in my life. I fought with him once with a rapier, scabbard and all. It falls with such a deadly onslaught that it is something inevitable; and on the rebound it hits you as surely as your feet hit the ground they walk on. They say he was a swordsman for the Shah of Persia. Sir Andrew Damn it! I don't want to mess with him. Sir Toby Yes, but now you can't stop him. Fabian can barely keep him there. Sir Andrew What a devil! If I had known that he was brave and so skilled in fencing, I would sooner let him go to hell than challenge him. Let him give up this matter, and I will give him my horse, the gray Capilet. Sir Toby I'll offer it to him. Stand here and act respectable; everything will end without murder. (Aside) Hey, I'll ride your horse like I ride you. Fabian and Viola return. (to Fabian) I get his horse for stopping the quarrel. I convinced him that the young man was the devil. Fabian He has the same terrible opinion about him; trembling and pale, as if a bear was chasing him. Sir Toby (to Viola) Nothing, sir, can be done: he wants to fight with you for the sake of this oath; but only he thought more sensibly about this quarrel and now believes that it is not worth talking about; therefore draw your sword to uphold his vow; he assures that he will not hurt you. VIOLA (aside) God protect me! A little more - and I’m ready to say to what extent I am not a man. Fabian If you see that he is angry, retreat. Sir Toby Go, Sir Andrew, nothing can be done: this nobleman wishes, for the sake of honor, to grapple with you once; according to the laws of a duel, he cannot evade; but he promised me as a nobleman and a soldier that he would not touch you. Go ahead, get started. Sir Andrew I pray to God that he will keep his oath! VIOLA Believe me, this is against my will. They draw their swords. Antonio enters. ANTONIO Put in your sword. If your opponent insulted you, I will answer for him; And if you are an offender, I will stand up. Sir Toby Are you, sir? Who are you? Antonio I am a man who is ready to do more for him than I said. Sir Toby Well, if you are a mediator, I am at your service. They draw their swords. The bailiffs enter. Fabian Sir Toby, dear, stop! The bailiffs are coming here. Sir Toby I'm yours in a minute. Viola I ask you, sir, please put in your sword. Sir Andrew Willingly, sir. As for my promise, I will keep my word; She walks easily and obeys the reins. 1st Bailiff Here he is. Do your duty. 2nd Bailiff Antonio, I will arrest you by order of Count Orsino. ANTONIO You, sir, have made a mistake. 1st Bailiff No, not at all. I know your face well And without a sailor's cap. - Take him! He knows himself that we know each other. ANTONIO Well, I will obey. (Viola) What does it mean to look for you! But there is nothing to do, I will come to the answer. What about you? After all, I will have to ask you for my wallet back. My misfortune does not sadden me as much as the fact that I cannot help you. Are you confused? There is no need to lose heart. 2nd Bailiff Let's go, sir. ANTONIO I'll ask you for part of this money. VIOLA What money, sir? For your kindness towards me and seeing you in such adversity, I will lend you what I can from my poor and pitiful means. My stock is modest; I will share my cash with you, Here is half of my treasury. ANTONIO Do you want to leave me? Have you forgotten everything I helped you with? Do not tempt Misfortune; I don’t want to be low and remind you, for the sake of reproach, of my services. VIOLA I don’t know anyone like that; And I don’t know you, your voices, your faces. Ingratitude in people is more disgusting to me than lies, duplicity, idle talk, drunkenness, any vice whose corruption corrodes our living blood. ANTONIO Oh heavens! 2nd Bailiff Let's go, sir. ANTONIO Let me tell you. I snatched the boy who stands here half-dead from the jaws of death; Cherished it with such holy love; And his image, in which he saw everything that we honor, was ready to pray. 1st Bailiff What about us? We don't have time. Went! ANTONIO And this god is such a worthless idol! You have humiliated beauty, Sebastian. Only the soul can stain nature. Only he is bad whose life is bad. Good is beautiful; and the pretty rogue is an empty vessel, polished by the devil. 1st Bailiff He's crazy. Come on! Let's go, let's go. ANTONIO Lead me. He leaves with the bailiffs. VIOLA He spoke so passionately that he believed everything, of course. Should I believe him? Oh, come true, come true, my desired dream, So that we, my brother, can be confused by him! Sir Toby Come hither, knight; come here, Fabian; Let's exchange a couple of wise sayings. VIOLA He named his brother; in my mirror My brother is still alive; he had a face exactly like me, and was always dressed in the same outfit, in the same color. Oh, if this meeting is destined, - Sweet is the bitter wave of love! Leaves. Sir Toby is the most dishonest, a vile boy and more cowardly than a hare. His dishonesty is evident from the fact that he abandoned his friend here in need and renounced him; As for his cowardice, ask Fabian. Fabian Coward, convinced coward, conscientious! Sir Andrew By all means, I'll go after him again and beat him. Sir Toby Wally! Give him a good beating, but don’t draw your sword. Sir Andrew If I don't expose... Exits. Fabian Let's go and see how this ends. Sir Toby I bet you anything will come of it. They leave.

ACT IV

SCENE 1

In front of Olivia's house. Sebastian and the Fool enter. Fool Do you want to assure me that I was not sent for you? Sebastian Come on, you're some kind of crazy person. Leave me alone! Jester Well played, honestly! Yes, I don’t know you, and my mistress didn’t send me for you to ask you to come talk to her; and your name is not Mr. Cesario; and it's not my nose. Everything is not as it is. Sebastian Please, broadcast your madness Wherever you want, but not here. We are strangers. Jester Broadcast my madness! He heard this word from some great man and now applies it to the jester. Broadcast my madness! I'm afraid that the whole world, this great bumpkin, will turn into a metropolitan thing. “I beg you, after all, to loosen your reserve and tell me what I should tell my mistress.” Tell her you're coming? Sebastian Please, you obnoxious Greek, go away. Here's the money; If you hang around here, I’ll pay you back worse. Clown I'll tell you honestly, you have a generous hand. Smart people who give money to fools gain good reputation if they pay well. Enter Sir Andrew, Sir Toby and Fabian. Sir Andrew Aha, sir, I see you again! There you are! SEBASTIAN Here you go, and here you go, and here you go! Has everyone gone crazy? Sir Toby Stop, sir, or I will throw your sword over the roof! Jester I will immediately report this to the lady. I wouldn't trade skins with any of you for two pence. Leaves. Sir Toby Come on, sir, stop! Sir Andrew No, leave him. I'll process it in a different way. I will bring him to trial for beatings, if there is a law in Illyria; Even though I hit him first, it’s all the same. SEBASTIAN Hands off! Sir Toby No, sir, I won't let you in. You, my young warrior, hide your iron; You're too frenzied. Well! Sebastian I won't give myself to you. So; Now what? Get lost, or take up your sword. Sir Toby What, what? Well, no, then I must get an ounce or two of this quick blood of yours. Olivia enters. Olivia Stop, Toby! I order, stop! Sir Toby Madam! Olivia When is the end? A dissolute man, Born for caves and wild mountains, Knowing no courtesy! Out of sight! - Don't be offended, dear Cesario. - Go away, brawler! Sir Toby, Sir Andrew and Fabian leave. I ask you, dear friend, Let your reason, not passion, carry out its judgment Over this rude and crazy intrusion into your peace of mind. Let's go to my place. When you hear how many stupid tricks this ignorant has pulled up, you will smile at this yourself. I ask, let's go. Don't refuse. Nasty man! By threatening you, he cut my heart. SEBASTIAN What's all this? Where does the wave go? Am I mad or in the grip of sleep? I feel as if I am immersed in oblivion; (Lethe - in ancient mythology - the river of oblivion.) And if I sleep, may the dream last forever! Olivia Come on, please trust me with everything. SEBASTIAN Yes, I'm ready. Olivia Let it be so. Let's go! They leave.

SCENE 2

Olivia's house. Maria and the Jester enter. Maria Here, please, put on this robe and this beard; let him believe that you are Sir Thopas, the priest; and hurry up; and in the meantime I will go and fetch Sir Toby. Leaves. Jester Okay, I'll put it on and pretend. It would be good if I were the first to pretend to be in such a cassock. I am not tall enough to be representative in this sap, and not thin enough to pass for a zealous scribe; however, to be considered an honest person and a good owner is no worse than to be considered a concerned person and a great scientist. The allies have arrived. Sir Toby and Maria enter. Sir Toby Jupiter bless you, Mr. Pop. Jester Bonos dies, (a corruption of the Spanish expression bueuos dias - "good afternoon.") Sir Toby; for, just as the ancient Prague hermit, who had never seen pen or ink, very wittily said to the niece of King Gorboduc: “What is, is,” so I, being a lord priest, am a lord priest; for what is “that” if not “that”, what does “is” mean if not “is”? Sir Toby Talk to him, Sir Topas. Jester Hey, how are you there! Peace to this prison! Sir Toby The rascal is pretending well! Excellent rascal. Malvolio (from inside) Who's calling there? Jester Sir Topas, a priest who came to visit Malvolio, a madman. Malvolio Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to my lady. Jester Be gone, exorbitant demon! How you torment this man! Are you just talking about mistresses? Sir Toby Well said, Mr. Pop. Malvolio Sir Topas, no one in the world was treated like this; good Sir Topas, don't think I'm crazy; they locked me here in disgusting darkness. Clown Ugh, dishonorable Satan! I call you as modestly as possible, because I am one of those courteous people who behave politely even with the devil. Are you saying it's dark here? Malvolio As in hell, Sir Topas. Fool Have mercy, but here the windows are Lanterns, transparent, like shutters, and the upper light to the north-south is radiant, like ebony; and you complain about denial? Malvolio I am not mad, Sir Topas; I'm telling you, it's dark here. Fool Madman, you are mistaken; I say, there is no darkness except ignorance, in which you are even more lost than the Egyptians in their fog. Malvolio I say - this room is dark as ignorance, even if ignorance is dark as hell; and I say - no one in the world has been so offended. I'm no more crazy than you; try it out in any coherent conversation. Jester What is Pythagoras' opinion regarding game? (An allusion to the teaching of Pythagoras about the transmigration of souls from human bodies to animal bodies and vice versa. ) Malvolio That the soul of our grandmother can dwell in a bird. Jester What do you think of his opinion? Malvolio I think nobly of the soul, and in no way approve of his opinion. Jester Goodbye. Remain in darkness. Until you agree with the opinion of Pythagoras, I will not recognize you in my mind; and be careful not to kill the sandpiper, so as not to deprive your grandmother’s soul. Goodbye. Malvolio Sir Topas, Sir Topas! Sir Toby Excellent Sir Topas! Jester But I'm a jack of all trades. Mary You could do all this without a beard and cassock; he doesn't see you. Sir Toby Speak to him in your usual voice, and come and tell me how you found him; I would like to put an end to this idea. If he can be freed in a decent manner, then it is better to do so; I am now in such disagreement with my niece that I could not, without danger to myself, bring the game to the end. Come to my room quickly. Sir Toby and Maria leave. Jester (sings) "Hey Robin, sweet Robin, How's your darling?" Malvolio Jester... Jester "She is not nice to me." Malvolio Jester... Jester "Oh, why is that so?" Malvolio Jester, listen... Jester "She loves another..." Who's calling, hey? Malvolio Good fool, if you want to do me a service, get me a candle, a pen, ink and paper; I give you my word as a nobleman, I will forever be grateful to you. Jester Mister Malvolio? Malvolio Yes, good jester. Jester Ah, sir, how did you decide on your five minds? (Five faculties of the mind, which were considered to be common sense, imagination, judgment. Fantasy and memory.) Malvolio Jester, no one in the world was offended so cruelly. I'm just as sane, fool, as you are. Jester Only the same? Then you are truly mad if you are no more sane than a fool. Malvolio They have taken possession of me here, they keep me in the dark, they send priests and donkeys to me and do everything they can to drive me crazy with their insolence. Jester Think about what you are saying! The priest is here! - Malvolio, Malvolio, may heaven heal your mind! Try to sleep and don’t make idle nonsense. Malvolio Sir Topas... Jester Don't talk to him, good man. -Who, sir, am I? I, sir, am not leading. God help you, good Sir Topas. - Well, amen. - I will do it, sir, I will do it. Malvolio Jester, jester, jester, listen... Jester Ah, sir, calm down. What did you say, sir? I get punished for talking to you. Malvolio Good fool, get me some fire and paper; I tell you, I am as sane as anyone else in Illyria. Jester Oh, if only it were so, sir! Malvolio I swear by this hand that yes! Good jester, ink, paper and fire; and take what I write to the lady; you will make money on this like no other letter. Fool I'll get it for you. But tell me the truth: are you really crazy or just pretending to be? Malvolio Believe me, I'm not crazy. I tell you the truth. Fool No, I will never believe a madman until I see his brains. I will bring you fire, and paper, and ink. Malvolio Fool, I will compensate you to the fullest extent. Please, go. The Jester (sings) “I will rush and return Here to you now, Fastest of all, Like an ancient Sin *, To settle you. He with a plank sword, An enraged tornado, swoops down on the demon: Oh, oh, oh, chops his claws. Be healthy, rake.” (*The personification of Sin or Vice is a traditional character in medieval theater.) Leaves.

SCENE 3

Olivia's garden. Sebastian enters. Sebastian Here is the air, here is the solemn sun And here is her gift, these pearls, Here, in reality. Although I am shrouded in miracle, there is no madness in it. But where is Antonio? I didn’t find it at Slon; But he was there and, they say, he went to look for Me. His advice would have served me well. Although my soul argues with feeling And here there is a mistake in something, and not nonsense, But this case, these waves of happiness So surpass all examples, That I am ready not to believe either my eyes or my mind, which will prove anything to me, but not mine madness. Or is she crazy? But then She would not be able to run her house, decide matters, give orders as smoothly, judiciously and firmly as I saw. There is something wrong here. But here she comes. Olivia and the Priest enter. Olivia Don't judge my haste. If you want, come with me and the holy father to the chapel nearby; there, in the sacred canopy, You, before him, give me a great vow of Your love, so that my overly jealous and timid soul May be calm. It will be a secret, Until you yourself stop time, When we perform the wedding ceremony, As my rank requires. What are you going to say to me? SEBASTIAN Let your good man guide us; I will take an oath, and I will take it forever. Olivia Then let's go, father; let the sky shine with bright light above my vow. They leave.

ACT V

SCENE 1

In front of Olivia's house. The Jester and Fabian enter. Fabian Listen, if you love me, show me his letter. Jester And you, kind Mr. Fabian, grant me another request. Fabian Anything you want. Fool Don't ask me to show you this letter. Fabian This is called giving a dog and asking for the dog back as a reward. Enter the Duke, Viola, Curio and nobles. Duke Do you, my friends, belong to the house of Madame Olivia? Jester Yes, sir; her belongings. Duke I know you well. How are you doing, buddy? Jester Why, sir, it’s good with enemies, but bad with friends. Duke Just the opposite: it’s good to be with friends. Jester No, sir, it’s bad with them. Duke How is this so? Clown Have mercy, sir: they praise me and make an ass out of me, but my enemies tell me straight out that I am an ass; so my enemies, sir, help me in self-knowledge, and my friends deceive me; so, if conclusions are like kisses and four negatives are equal to two affirmations, then it will be treated that I feel bad with friends, but good with enemies. Duke But this is excellent. Clown No, sir, I’ll tell you on honor, even though you want to be one of my friends. Duke But you shouldn't feel bad with me. Here's a gold one. Clown Sir, it would not be double-minded if you doubled your generosity. DUKE Oh, you are giving me bad advice. Clown Put your conscience in your pocket this time, sir, and let your flesh and blood follow the advice. Duke So be it, I will take upon myself the sin of double-mindedness; Here's another one for you. Jester Primo, secundo, tertio is a good game; and there is an old saying that the third pays for all; and the music in three counts, sir, is glorious dance music; and the bells of St. Bennet, sir, may remind you: one, two, three. DUKE You can’t joke with me for more money yet; if you report to your mistress that I have come to talk to her, and bring her with you, then this could again awaken my generosity. Clown Please, sir, lull your generosity until I return; I'm coming, sir; but don’t think that my desire to receive is a sin of covetousness. So, sir, let your generosity, as you say, fade a little; I'll wake her up now. Leaves. Viola This is the man who saved me. Antonio and the bailiff enter. DUKE I remember his face well, Although the last time he was smeared And black as Vulcan in the smoke of war; He was the captain of a pitiful ship, Of the most insignificant size and draft, And with it he so desperately clung to the most beautiful of our ships, That even envy and the tongue of loss gave Him honor and glory. What about him? 1st Bailiff Orsino, here is Antonio, the same one who recaptured the Phoenix with its Candian cargo, and he who boarded the Tiger, When your nephew lost his leg; Here, in the street, forgetting both shame and right, He fought in a duel and was captured. VIOLA He stood up for me, sir; But in the end he spoke so strangely that his speech could only be delirium. Duke The famous pirate, sea robber! How did you dare to appear to those whom you turned, at the cost of blood, into your enemies? Antonio Orsino, sir, Let me discard these titles: I am not a pirate or a sea robber, Although, I do not argue, we are enemies with Orsino. And I was brought here by witchcraft: He, this ungrateful boy, was saved by me from the foamy mouth of the furious sea; he perished completely; I returned his life and added My love to it, without measure and limit, devoting everything to him; for his sake, because of one love, I entered this dangerous and hostile city; In his defense he drew his weapon; When I was captured, he, the insidious one, not wanting to share the danger with me, began to deny our acquaintance to the face and instantly became distant to me for twenty years; did not give up the wallet with which I had lent him half an hour before. Viola How can this be? Duke When, tell me, did he arrive in this city? ANTONIO Today, sir; and before that, for three months in a row, without a break, we were inseparable day and night. Olivia and her entourage enter. Duke The Countess is coming; the firmament came down to the earth. - Listen, friend, your words are crazy: He has been serving me for three months. But that's after. - Go away with him. Olivia In what, my lord, if possible, could Olivia please you? - Cesario, you didn’t keep your word. Viola Madam! Duke Lovely Olivia... Olivia What's the matter Cesario? - My dear Duke... Viola My Duke speaks; my duty is to remain silent. Olivia But if, sir, the tune is still the same, It is unbearable to my ears, Like screams after music. Duke Still as ruthless? Olivia Still constant. DUKE In what? In coldness? Cruel creature, At whose ungrateful altars My soul obediently offered up the most sacred sacrifices! What should I do? Olivia Whatever you please, sir. Duke What if I found within myself the determination, Like an Egyptian robber in his hour of death, to kill what I love? And in wild passion there is nobility. Listen to me: Since you have not appreciated my loyalty, And I partly know the weapon with which I will be plucked from your feelings, Let the insensitive tyrant live; But this, dear to you, favorite, Who - God knows - is tenderly dear to me, I will tear away from these callous eyes, Where he is crowned, in defiance of me. - Come with me; my mind is ripe for evil: I will slaughter you, my fragile lamb, taking revenge on the heart of the raven in the breast of the dove. VIOLA And I, just to calm you down, am ready, glad, happy to die a hundred times. Olivia Where is Cesario going? Viola For the one who is dearer to me than eyes and mortal life, More dear than all the women of the universe. When I lie, let him fall in blood, O judges of heaven, slanderer of love! Olivia Oh, how monstrous! What a deception! VIOLA Who deceived you? Who offended you? Olivia Have you forgotten? Just now, now... - Call the priest. One of the servants leaves. Duke Follow me. Olivia Where? Cesario, husband, wait! Duke Consort? Olivia Spouse. Let him give the answer himself. DUKE Her husband? VIOLA Me, my lord? No. Olivia Alas, your base fear has forced you to deny yourself; but no, do not be afraid, Cesario; take your destiny; Be who you are, and you will be equal to what you fear. - (The Priest enters.) Good morning, father. Father, I ask you, in the name of the rank, to announce here, even though we decided to keep in darkness what an unexpected chance revealed before the deadline, everything that happened between this young man and me today. Priest A union of unbreakable love, Marked by the joining of hands, Sealed by the kiss of lips, And sealed by the exchange of your rings; Moreover, the ritual of the holy contract is sealed as it should be with my testimony. Since then, the clock tells me, I walked only two hours to the grave. Duke Pretentious Puppy! What will you become when gray hair appears? Or, perhaps, by multiplying lies, you will trip yourself up? Farewell, take her; but may you never cross my path! VIOLA I swear to you... Duke Oaths are inappropriate here! Even cowards should be at least a little honest. Sir Andrew enters. Sir Andrew For God's sake, the doctor! And send a doctor to Sir Toby immediately. Olivia What happened? Sir Andrew He broke my head, and smashed Sir Toby's head too. For God's sake, help! I'd give forty pounds just to be at home right now. Olivia Who did this, Sir Andrew? Sir Andrew Earl's nobleman, a certain Cesario. We thought he was a coward, but this is the devil himself in the flesh. Duke My nobleman, Caesario? Sir Andrew Dear God, he's here! You broke my head for no reason, and what I did was Sir Toby egged me on. VIOLA What does this have to do with me? I have never touched you in my life. You drew your sword for no reason, But I persuaded you to peace without touching you. Sir Andrew If to bash your head is to touch you, then you have touched me; I see you don’t value your crushed head at all. Enter Sir Toby and the Fool. So Sir Toby hobbles; he will tell you too; If he hadn't been tipsy, he wouldn't have tickled you in that manner. Duke Well, gentleman, how are you? Sir Toby Why! They were wounded and that was the end of the matter. - Fool, have you seen Dick the Doctor, fool? Fool Ax, Sir Toby, he has been drunk for more than an hour; his eyes rolled back in his head at eight in the morning. Sir Toby Then he is a brute and an indecent person. I hate drunken brutes. Olivia Take him away! Who cut them up like that? Sir Andrew I will help you, Sir Toby, because we will be bandaged together. Sir Toby Will you help? Such a donkey's head, and a fool, and a swindler, a lean swindler, a fefela! Olivia He must lie down and let them look at the wound. The Fool, Fabian, Sir Toby and Sir Andrew leave. Sebastian enters. Sebastian I am very upset that your relative was wounded by me; but even if he were my brother, I would be forced to such a defense. You look at me with a strange look; I understand that you are offended. Forgive me, my love, at least in the name of our so recent vows. Duke One face, one clothes, one voice - And two! Like in magic mirrors! Sebastian Antonio, my dear Antonio! What torment every hour has been for me since we parted! ANTONIO Are you Sebastian? SEBASTIAN Are you afraid of this? ANTONIO But how could you be so divided? The two halves of an apple are no more similar than these two. Who is Sebastian? Olivia Incredible! SEBASTIAN It's not me, is it? I have no brothers; And I don’t have the divine ability to be here and everywhere. And my sister was swallowed up by the blind waves of the sea. Are you not related to me? What is your name? Where are you from? Viola I am a Messalinian; My father was called Sebastian, And my brother was like this Sebastian, In this dress he lay down in his damp coffin; And if spirits can incarnate, you came to scare us. SEBASTIAN I am a spirit, but clothed in this gross form, Which I inherited from the womb. And if you were a woman, the only difference is this, I would wet your cheeks with tears, Saying: “Hello, lost Viola!” Viola My father had a birthmark above his eyebrow. Sebastian Moy was with the same. Viola He died on the day when thirteen years had passed since Viola's birth. Sebastian Oh, I keep this memory alive! Yes, he accomplished his earthly task, When his sister became thirteen years old. Viola Although we have no other obstacles to happiness than this alien man’s outfit of mine, do not hug me without being convinced by a comparison of circumstances, places and times that I am Viola; to check everything, here we will go to the captain; My clothes are there too; he helped me enter the ducal service. And after that my whole life passed between the sovereign and the countess. Sebastian (to Olivia) So, you are mistaken, madam; But nature guided you correctly. You and the girl wanted to get engaged, and you weren’t deceived in this, I swear: The one you got engaged to is also a virgin. DUKE Are you embarrassed? He is noble in blood. Since this is so and the mirror is truthful, That is, I have a share in this ruin. (To Viola) My boy, you told me hundreds of times, That I am more precious to you than all women. VIOLA And I will repeat these speeches under an oath, And I will keep these oaths in my soul, Just as this firmament keeps the fire that distinguishes Day from night. Duke Give me your hand; And show yourself in your girlish dress. VIOLA The captain with whom We went ashore keeps him; but he is now in prison, on the complaint of Malvolio, who serves in the retinue of the countess. Olivia Free him. - Call Malvolio. - Oh, yes, I remembered: after all, he, poor fellow, I heard, is completely upset in his mind. The Jester and Fabian return with the letter. I myself am in such a disorder of thoughts that I forgot about his madness. How is he, tell me? Clown In truth, madam, he fights off Beelzebub as best a man in his position can; I wrote you a letter here; I should have given it to you this morning, but the messages of a madman are not the Gospel, so it is of little importance when they are delivered. Olivia Open it up and read it. Jester So watch and learn when a fool speaks on behalf of a madman. (Reads) "God knows, madam..." Olivia What is it? Are you crazy? Jester No, madam, I only read crazy things; If your honor wants it to be completed in the proper form, you must allow the great voice. Olivia Please read it properly. Clown I do just that, madam; to read it properly, you must read it like this; therefore, incline your ears, princess. Olivia (to Fabian) Read it. Fabian (reading) “God knows, madam, you offend me, and the world will know it. Although you plunged me into darkness and let your drunken uncle dominate me, I still control my feelings no worse than your grace. your own letter to me, prompting me to accept the appearance that I have adopted; which, I have no doubt, will prove that I am completely right, and will bring complete disgrace to you. Think of me whatever you want. I somewhat neglect expressions of devotion and speak as if offended. Insanely oppressed Malvolio." Olivia Did he write this? Jester Yes, madam. Duke of Madness here a bit. Olivia Fabian, Set Him Free; deliver here. Fabian leaves. My Duke, if you agree to see In me your sister, and not your spouse, Let the same day crown two unions Here, in this house, as my guest. Duke I answer with joyful consent. (Viola) And you are free; for past service, In such a discord with female nature, In contradiction with a gentle upbringing, For the fact that I have been your master for a long time, Here is my hand for you, to be the mistress of the Master. Olivia And to me - a sister. Fabian returns with Malvolio. DUKE So this is the Madman? Olivia Yes, he is the one. What, Malvolio? Malvolio Madam, I am offended by you, I am cruelly offended. Olivia Me, Malvolio? Malvolio Yes, by you. Here, please read this. Nobody's hand is like yours. Write Not in this handwriting, not in this syllable; Say that the print, the thought, are not yours. You won't tell. Well, then confess and explain to me, in good faith, Why you so clearly lured me in, Ordered me to walk with a smile, in yellow Stockings, in cross garters, looking gloomily at Sir Toby and the smaller servants; When I had done everything in humble faith, Why did you lock me up in the dark, In a prison where the priest visited me, And made me the last of the laughingstocks That the world has seen? Why, tell me? Olivia Alas, Malvolio, the handwriting here is not mine, Although, I must admit, there are many similarities. Beyond any doubt, it is Mary's hand. I remember: she told me about your madness; and you appeared With a smile and in the form it says in the letter. Please, restrain yourself. They played a very cruel joke on you; But we will find the guilty, and you will be the Plaintiff and the judge in your own case. Fabian Madam, allow me to say, And let enmity and future strife Do not darken the solemn hour That has come here. In this hope, I boldly confess that Toby and I set up this thing for Malvolio, In view of his bad and discourteous actions against us. The letter was written by Maria, under pressure from Sir Toby, for which he married her as a reward. But since our anger was cheerful, Laughter is more appropriate here than revenge, Moreover, if we weigh mutual grievances fairly. Olivia Oh, poor thing, how they treated you! Jester Well, “some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others are thrown away.” I, too, sir, took part in this interlude, as Sir Topas, sir; but it's all one. "By God, fool, I'm not crazy." Remember? “Madam, what do you find funny in this brainless bastard? If you yourself don’t smile, his mouth is riveted.” This is how the rotation of time brings with it retribution. Malvolio I will take revenge on your whole gang. Leaves. Olivia He was greatly offended. Duke Let them follow him and persuade him to peace; He must tell us where the captain is. And there the golden time will come And the solemn union of our souls. In the meantime, dear sister, we will be visiting you. Cesario, let's go; I will call you that as long as you are a boy. And in the new splendor of women's attire - My queen and my joy. Everyone leaves except the Jester. Jester (sings) “When I was still an inch tall, Here was the wind and the rain, I played the fool as best I could, But the rain pours down every day. When I reached adulthood, Here, etc.” A neighbor was hiding from a rogue, But, etc. When - alas! - I took a wife, Here, etc. I fought a war with her to no avail, But, etc. When I became poor and old, Here, etc. Beer gives you a headache, But, etc. Our world began a long time ago, Here, etc. But all the same, since you find it funny, We want to make you laugh every day.” Leaves.

TWELFTH NIGHT, OR ANYTHING

Text. This comedy was first published in F1 1623. This is a very good text, requiring almost no amendments. Dating and first representations. Dating the play does not present any particular difficulties. Meares's 1598 list does not mention comedy. On the other hand, according to Sir John Manningham, a member of the Middle Temple (London), on February 2, 1602, a comedy entitled “Twelfth Night, or Whatever” was staged at the Middle Temple. In all likelihood, the play originated in 1600. In addition to the production mentioned above, the play was performed at court in 1618 and then again, under the title Malvolio, in 1623. Its popularity is confirmed by the praise lavished on it back in 1640 by Digges, which especially notes the scenes involving Malvolio. Title. The first title of the play refers not to its content, but to the time of production (at the first performance). “Twelfth Night” (twelfth from Christmas) falls on the evening of January 6, which ended the period of Christmas games, rituals and performances. On this evening, performances have long been given at the English court. The second title apparently contains a hint at the diversity of images and episodes of the play: the viewer is warned that he will see all sorts of things - “anything.” Sources. The underlying story of two twins and their adventures, involving the most amusing misunderstandings and happily ending in two happy marriages, has been processed countless times by Italian short story writers and playwrights, as well as by their translators or imitators in various European countries. But the only version of this plot that Shakespeare directly used was the second story, entitled "Duke Apollonius and Sylla", from the collection of a third-rate English writer, Barnaby Rich, A Farewell to the Craft of War (1581). From Rich's dry and tasteless story, Shakespeare created a true masterpiece, filling his play with subtle lyricism and sharp humor, as well as enriching it with additional images and motifs. The second storyline - the story of Malvolio - is apparently the fruit of Shakespeare's free invention, who is entirely responsible for creating the images of not only Malvolio himself, but also Sir Toby Belch, Andrew Aguechick, Maria, Feste and Fabian. Time of action. The events of the play unfold over three days, Day 1: Act I, scenes 1-3. An interval of 3 days. Day 2: Act I, scenes 4-5; act II, scenes 1-3. Day 3: Act II, scenes 4-5; Act III; Act IV; act V

NOTES TO THE TEXT OF THE PLAY

Characters: Some characters have meaningful names: Belch means “belch”; Egyuchik - “having pale cheeks” (from fever - ague); the name Malvolio is derived from Italian. mala voglia, loosely translated as “malicious.” Act I, scene 1 37. And the liver, the brain and the heart. Probably a reflection of Plato's ancient scheme, where these organs are depicted as the abodes of the soul. Act I, scene 2 56. Introduce me as a eunuch to him... In the future, these lines do not receive any resonance. Everyone treats Viola-Cesario like a man. Act I, Scene 3 76. Strong Canary wine (from the Canary Islands) was highly valued in England. Act I, scene 5 116-447. Lethargy... liturgy. In the original there is a similar sound but different play on words: lethargy - “lethargy” and lechery - “voluptuousness”. Act II, scene 3 9. According to the teachings of ancient philosophers, the world consists of four elements: earth, water, air and fire. 84-83. Rumbling like coppersmiths. Traveling coppersmiths, or tinkers, enjoyed a very bad reputation in Shakespeare's era. They were considered vagabonds, drunkards and thieves. Act II, scene 5 20. trout caught by tickling. This peculiar way of catching trout is described in Cohen’s book “The Refuge of Health” (1395). Act III, scene 1 55. Cressida was a beggar. The gods punished Cressida for her betrayal of Troilus by condemning her to poverty. 106-107. My ear is more readily captivated by it than by the music of the spheres. According to the ancients, the world consisted of a number of moving crystal spheres with stars set in them, which rotated within the sphere of fixed stars enveloping the world. When the sphere rotated, these emitted supposedly musical tones, combining into harmony, audible only to the chosen ones. 455. "Who goes to the west?" Viola jokingly reproduces the cry of London boatmen (“Who goes to the west?” - “Who goes to the east?”), who were picking up a group of people who wanted to travel along the Thames in one direction or another. Act III, scene 2 72-75. He has more lines from his smiles than on the new map with the addition of the Indies. A geographical map with both Indias marked on it for the first time had recently been printed in England. Act III, scene 4 54. Nightingales answer jackdaws - a slightly modified English proverb. 410. “Come with me, Brigitte” is the beginning of a popular ballad at the time. 157. You still keep to the windward side of the law. The side of the ship that faces the wind is called windward; The side of the vessel protected from the wind is leeward. 264. I have never seen such an Amazon in my life. In the original: firago, a corruption of the Italian word virago - “courageous woman”. Act V, scene 1 54-52. This whole tirade of the jester is a parody of medieval discussions about the mystical meaning of different numbers; for example, “five” signifies: the five wounds of Christ, five senses, five church commandments, etc. 112. There was a story about a certain robber from Egypt who, being surrounded by pursuers, killed his beloved and destroyed all his wealth.

The play is based on a classic literary plot from medieval Europe. During a shipwreck at night, twin brother and sister lost each other. Each of them does not know whether the other is alive or dead.

A sister, in search of her brother, dresses up as a young man, hoping that this masquerade will allow her to find her brother faster. This dressing up leads to that series of amazing and comical events described in the comedy.

The instructive message of comedy is that any trouble can be overcome. But the most important thing is that you should never despair or become despondent. In any situation, even the most difficult one, you should never despair. Life brings not only disappointment and bitterness of loss, but also happiness and love. And as in all of Shakespeare's comedies it is clearly shown that you should never lose your sense of humor.

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The events described in the comedy take place in a country invented by the author and called Illyria. One of the young but influential dukes named Orsino is tormented by unrequited love for the young and very beautiful Countess Olivia. A sad event occurred in her life - her brother died suddenly.

According to the traditions of the time, she wears mourning and cannot respond to the persistent advances of her neighbor, the Duke. But the young Duke is not going to back down from achieving his goal. Since he personally cannot often visit the house of the adamant Olivia, he hires a young man named Cesario, whom he likes, as a secretary.

Trusting him with all the innermost secrets of his unrequited love, he does not even realize that his young secretary is a beautiful girl. Her name is Viola, and she is looking for her lost twin brother Sebastiano. They sailed together on a ship. During a storm, their ship crashed on the coastal rocks and they lost each other. Hoping that her brother was saved, she disguises herself as a young man and goes in search of her brother. It seems to her that in an unfamiliar country it will be much easier to search in the guise of a young man.

To this end, she enters the service of the young and very influential Duke. Possessing literary talent, she helps him compose a letter to the adamant Olivia. Orsino trusts his secretary to carry out this delicate mission - to deliver the letter and convince Olivia to return his feelings. But, as happens in such situations, Viola herself was inflamed with love for her master, the Duke. Therefore, it is very unpleasant for her to carry out the envoy to the countess, but for the sake of searching for her brother, she agrees to it.

Olivia, after listening to much persuasion, agrees to accept the Duke's envoy and listen to his request. After reading the letter and listening to Cesario’s eloquent confessions on behalf of the Duke, she cannot return his feelings and become his husband. The unsuccessful attempt does not stop the Duke, and he once again sends Cesario to the Countess. And the second visit turns out to be unsuccessful. But this reception turns out to be more favorable for Cesario and the countess, as a sign of goodwill, gives him a ring as a souvenir. After the next visit, Olivia no longer hides her sympathy for the messenger and tries to show it with signs of affection towards him.

In addition to the Duke, a friend of her uncle, a certain Sir Andrew, is trying to win Olivia’s hand. The third admirer is the Countess's butler Malvolio, who is trying with all his might to win the hand and heart of his young mistress.

In a fit of jealousy, Sir Andrew challenges Cesario to a duel. During their duel, the former captain of the ship Antonio passes by and stands up for Cesario, mistaking him for his brother Sebastian, who is so similar to his sister. As a result, the duel turns into a duel between the Countess's uncle and Captain Antonio. The patrol arrests the captain. Cesario (Viola) does not recognize the captain. But from this conversation she begins to understand that her brother is alive.

By chance, Viola leaves and Sebastian appears in her place. The young man gives a fitting rebuff to Sir Tobio. At this time, Olivia intervenes in the fight and takes Sebastian to her house. Here she confesses her love to Sebastian and agrees to become his wife. The young man, not understanding anything, nevertheless agrees to marry the young and beautiful countess.

Viola opens up to the Duke and explains to him why she had to dress up as a young man, and also confesses her love. The Duke comes to terms with the loss of Olivia and returns Viola's feelings.

All this fun confusion ends only after Sebastian and Viola meet. As expected in the plot, the story ends with two happy weddings of Orsino and Viola and Sebastian and Olivia.

About the play

Shakespeare's play with the original title "Twelfth Night or Whatever" was published in the period from one thousand six hundred to one thousand six hundred and two. It received this name in honor of the twelfth night, which ends the series of winter holidays. These holidays were very active and fun at the court of the English queen in the Middle Ages. At the end of the seventeenth century, this play had another name, named after one of its characters - “Malvolio”.

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William Shakespeare is a great English playwright, a true reformer in such fields as literature and theater. that he and his work are very famous all over the world, we know very, very little about his personality.

This does not prevent his works from being the most quoted in the world, after the Bible, of course. Shakespeare's quotes have become truly popular; they are used even by those who may not have read the work itself. The playwright's heritage includes more than ten comedy plays. Everyone knows the comedies A Midsummer Night's Dream, The Merchant of Venice, Much Ado About Nothing, The Taming of the Shrew, etc. Despite the fact that all Shakespearean comedies are not alike, they also have something in common. All of them are filled with unbridled fun, which is sometimes intertwined with sadness, and they also have extraordinary, life-loving heroes.

A romantic tale about a wonderful land of love

One of Shakespeare's most fun and cheerful comedies is the comedy "Twelfth Night". A play that one would like to call a wonderful romantic fairy tale, telling about the extraordinary country of Illyria, a country where fun and love reign. The playwright shows the viewer the country in which the hero is looking for love, and he will certainly find it, although sometimes it is completely different from where he was looking for it. This comedy is one of his most fun plays, which is filled with a variety of jokes and optimism. "Twelfth Night" by William Shakespeare is a brilliant, exquisite work, which the author built on precise aphorisms, on the play of not only words, but also the game of the mind. The happiness of the heroes of Shakespeare's play is very close, they do not even expect that it is around the next corner. They will also see their relatives, whom they do not even hope to meet, very soon. And it’s all so pleasant and so unexpected. Here's a basic summary. "Twelfth Night" - Shakespeare is here, as always magnificent and unusually witty.

About William Shakespeare's comedy "Twelfth Night, or Whatever"

At the center of Shakespeare's play "Twelfth Night" we see love feelings, which are shown as a natural principle with its whimsicality and subjectivity. Shakespeare's quotes perfectly highlight this attitude towards love. Such feelings are inherent only to free natures, such as the main characters of the work. When this strong feeling of love encounters various unfavorable circumstances, conflict occurs. But what is a comedy without comic effects? They are achieved by the playwright by the way he depicts the various obstacles that arise on the path of the main characters in love. After all, these barriers are actually illusory. The entire action of this film is accompanied by amazing tension, which does not leave us until the climax, which turns out to be no less vivid. This is clearly visible even if you read the summary ("Twelfth Night", Shakespeare).

Current characters

All the events of this famous Shakespearean comedy will take place in the fabulous country of Illyria, near the seashore. To understand what is happening, you must first get to know the main characters of the play. Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, main characters:

The girl Viola, who poses as Cesario's page;

Duke of Illyria Orsino;

Young Countess Olivia;

Viola's twin brother Sebastian;

Friend of Viola and Sebastian, captain of the ship Antonio;

Olivia's uncle Sir Toby Belch;

Olivia's admirer and her uncle's companion, Sir Andrew Aguechick.

Also in the comedy there are such characters as the Duke's close associates Curio and Valentin, Olivia's servants Feste and Fabian, and the chambermaid Maria.

Theme, events, main characters

The main idea of ​​"Twelfth Night" is revealed by a talented playwright through the eternal theme of love and consists in the value of a person in itself, without taking into account his title or wealth. His soul and moral qualities come first. Let's look at the summary anyway. "Twelfth Night", Shakespeare. The events of the comedy will develop based on the situation shown in the exhibition. The main character, named Viola, lost her beloved brother during one of her sea voyages, which she tells the captain about. Another heroine of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night is the young Countess Olivia, who is in mourning. She mourns the death of her brother and father, so she lives as a recluse. She is courted by Duke Orsino, who just wants to be in love. The beautiful Olivia turns out to be a suitable candidate in his circle. He invented this love for himself, but does nothing to personally explain his feelings. He does not seek meetings with the young countess, but sends his courtiers to her.

Plot plot

It is with the beginning of the plot in the comedy that various misunderstandings will begin, which will often look funny, partly funny. When Viola makes a strange decision - to go into the service of the Duke. But she comes to serve Orsino not as Viola, but as Cesario. From this moment on, everything is mixed up, everyone has a new object of love. So, Viola falls in love with the one for whom she serves. But how to open up to the Duke? This is impossible. Viola herself really liked young Olivia, who begins to experience sincere feelings for the page Cesario.

But Viola as Cesario, of course, cannot answer them. As a result of these events, the jealousy of Sir Andrew flares up, and he challenges young Cesario to a duel. The denouement in the comedy will come only when Cesario's secret is revealed. This will happen with the appearance of Sebastian, Viola's twin brother. Only then can the suffering of the disguised girl end (read the summary, “Twelfth Night” by Shakespeare).

Characteristics of female characters in Shakespeare's comedy "Twelfth Night"

The female characters portrayed by Shakespeare in Twelfth Night are determined and active, they are more generous and noble than men.

Despite the fact that Viola's monologue ("Twelfth Night", William Shakespeare) emphasizes: "Oh, how weak we women are, alas..." They have more positive qualities than male characters. The most striking image in this sense is the image of the main character Viola. He perfectly shows the man of the Renaissance. Viola is a beautiful, educated and well-mannered girl, who is also enterprising, active and courageous. She can confidently be called the mistress of her life; she easily wins people over. And when she finds herself in an unfamiliar environment, she quickly gets used to it, acts boldly and charms everyone who is near her.

Countess Olivia is also worthy of much praise. She is determined and also honest. He lives by the dictates of his heart, so he doesn’t hesitate for a minute when choosing a young man he doesn’t know, for whom he has deep feelings, instead of a marriage of convenience.

Even Maria, the countess's chambermaid, can fight back and stand up for herself if necessary. She is brave, inventive, and very sharp-tongued.

Their features

We continue to consider the work written by William Shakespeare. "Twelfth Night" - This is a comedy that clearly shows the equal value of women and men. Each of the male characters presented in the playwright’s work embodies one of the female character traits.

Duke Orsino with a purely Italian temperament. He is very power-hungry, so he does not tolerate refusal. Despite such behavioral characteristics, it is very difficult to call him vindictive or selfish. At his core, he is still generous. Having learned about the countess's sympathy for the page, at first Orsino does not take her feelings into account. He is jealous, takes revenge, but, having received a refusal, immediately retreats.

Sir Toby also has many negative qualities: he is frivolous and unreliable, loves feasts and hates any responsibilities. It is not surprising that at his advanced age he is still a bachelor. But love also makes him more attractive.

As for Sebastian, he is a positive character from all possible sides. He is very handsome, but also honest and courageous. It is not surprising that Olivia chose him over the power-hungry Duke. The image of Sebastian is the image of a kind of “Prince Charming”, the embodiment of knightly honor and valor.

Depiction of love feelings in W. Shakespeare's comedy "Twelfth Night, or Whatever"

Love in Shakespeare's works, in particular in the comedy "Twelfth Night" is one of the main themes through which the author affirms the basic humanistic idea. But the love he depicts is a kind of whimsical feeling in various variations. Most often it occurs unexpectedly, even suddenly. Shakespearean love has many forms, depending on the hero in love. After all, they all love not equally, but in their own way. The playwright shows each person as a person, individuality, who are characterized by personal experiences that are not similar to others.

Love relationships using the example of couples in love from the comedy "Twelfth Night"

Duke Orsini has an imaginary love for Olivia. When he recognizes Cesario as Viola, who is in love with him, he decides to immediately marry her. Which, on the one hand, may seem hasty, but given how well the Duke already knew Cesario, his action does not seem frivolous.

Olivia's love for the simple page suddenly flared up. But neither the social status of the chosen one nor his financial situation are important to her. She acts and seeks reciprocity. Sebastiano, who is mistaken for Cesario, considers the countess's love a gift of fate, immediately reciprocating her feelings.

Another pair of lovers is Sir Toby and Maria. For the nobleman Toby Balch, the fact that Maria is a simple servant does not matter. Social status plays no role for any of the characters in love.

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