Twelfth Night

by: William Shakespeare

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(to FABIAN) I have his horse to take up the quarrel. I have persuaded him the youth’s a devil.
(to FABIAN) He’s given me his horse to try to avoid the fight—I’ve persuaded him that the young man is a fighting machine.

FABIAN

He is as horribly conceited of him, and pants and looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels.

FABIAN

He’s just as terrified of Sir Andrew. He’s pale and hyperventilating, as if a bear were chasing him.

SIR TOBY BELCH

(to VIOLA) There’s no remedy, sir; he will fight with you for ’s oath sake. Marry, he hath better bethought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now scarce to be worth talking of. Therefore, draw for the supportance of his vow. He protests he will not hurt you.

SIR TOBY BELCH

(to VIOLA) There’s nothing you can do about it, sir. He insists on fighting with you because he swore he would. But he’s thought over his reason for challenging you to fight, and he realizes it’s so insignificant that it’s not worth thinking about. So draw your sword so he can carry out his vow. He promises not to hurt you.

VIOLA

(aside) Pray God defend me! A little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a man.

VIOLA

(to herself) God help me! If anything happens I’m going to have to tell them exactly how unmanly I am.

FABIAN

Give ground, if you see him furious.

FABIAN

Back off if he seems really furious.

SIR TOBY BELCH

Come, Sir Andrew, there’s no remedy. The gentleman will, for his honor’s sake, have one bout with you. He cannot by the duello avoid it. But he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and a soldier, he will not hurt you. Come on, to ’t.

SIR TOBY BELCH

Come on, Sir Andrew, there’s nothing you can do about it. The gentleman insists on fighting a round with you, for the sake of his honor. The rules of dueling say he has to. But as a gentleman and a soldier he’s promised me he won’t hurt you. Come on, get ready.

SIR ANDREW

Pray God, he keep his oath!

SIR ANDREW

I hope to God he keeps his promise!

VIOLA

280I do assure you, ’tis against my will.

VIOLA

I swear to you, I don’t want to be doing this.
They draw swords Enter ANTONIO
They draw their swords. ANTONIO enters.

ANTONIO

Put up your sword. If this young gentleman
Have done offence, I take the fault on me.
If you offend him, I for him defy you.

ANTONIO

Put your sword away. If this young gentleman has offended you, I’ll take the blame for it. If you’ve offended him, I’ll fight you.