List iconTwelfth Night:
Act 2, scene 2
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Twelfth Night
Act 2, scene 2



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Twelfth Night—an allusion to the night of festivity preceding the Christian celebration of the Epiphany—combines love, confusion, mistaken identities, and…

Act 1, scene 1

At his court, Orsino, sick with love for the Lady Olivia, learns from his messenger that she is grieving for…

Act 1, scene 2

On the Adriatic seacoast, Viola, who has been saved from a shipwreck in which her brother may have drowned, hears…

Act 1, scene 3

At the estate of Lady Olivia, Sir Toby Belch, Olivia’s kinsman, has brought in Sir Andrew Aguecheek to be her…

Act 1, scene 4

At Orsino’s court, Viola, disguised as a page and calling herself Cesario, has gained the trust of Orsino, who decides…

Act 1, scene 5

Viola, in her disguise as Cesario, appears at Olivia’s estate. Olivia allows Cesario to speak with her privately about Orsino’s…

Act 2, scene 1

A young gentleman named Sebastian, who has recently been saved from a shipwreck in which his sister has been lost,…

Act 2, scene 2

Malvolio finds the disguised Viola and “returns” the ring. Viola, alone, realizes that Olivia has fallen in love with Cesario…

Act 2, scene 3

At Olivia’s estate, Toby, Andrew, and the Fool hold a late night party. Maria comes in to quiet them, followed…

Act 2, scene 4

Orsino asks for a song to relieve his love-longing. In conversation about the capacities for love in men and in…

Act 2, scene 5

Maria lays her trap for Malvolio by placing her forged letter in his path. From their hiding place, Toby, Andrew,…

Act 3, scene 1

Viola (as Cesario), on her way to see Olivia, encounters first the Fool and then Sir Toby and Sir Andrew….

Act 3, scene 2

Sir Andrew, convinced that Olivia will never love him, threatens to leave. Sir Toby persuades him that he can win…

Act 3, scene 3

Antonio, having followed Sebastian, explains the incident in his past that keeps him from safely venturing into the streets of…

Act 3, scene 4

Malvolio, dressed ridiculously and smiling grotesquely, appears before an astonished Olivia. Thinking him insane, she puts him in the care…

Act 4, scene 1

The Fool encounters Sebastian, whom he mistakes for Cesario. When Sir Andrew and Sir Toby attack Sebastian, the Fool fetches…

Act 4, scene 2

Under directions from Sir Toby, the Fool disguises himself as a parish priest and visits the imprisoned Malvolio. In his…

Act 4, scene 3

While Sebastian is sure that neither he nor Olivia is insane, he is amazed by the wonder of his new…

Act 5, scene 1

Orsino, at Olivia’s estate, sends the Fool to bring Olivia to him. Antonio is brought in by officers and he…

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Scene 2
Enter Viola and Malvolio, at several doors.

MALVOLIO Were not you even now with the Countess
VIOLA Even now, sir. On a moderate pace I have since
 arrived but hither.
MALVOLIO 5She returns this ring to you, sir. You might

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ACT 2. SC. 2

 have saved me my pains to have taken it away
 yourself. She adds, moreover, that you should put
 your lord into a desperate assurance she will none
 of him. And one thing more, that you be never so
10 hardy to come again in his affairs unless it be to
 report your lord’s taking of this. Receive it so.
VIOLA She took the ring of me. I’ll none of it.
MALVOLIO Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her, and
 her will is it should be so returned. He throws
 down the ring. 
15If it be worth stooping for, there it
 lies in your eye; if not, be it his that finds it.
He exits.
 I left no ring with her. What means this lady?
She picks up the ring.
 Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her!
 She made good view of me, indeed so much
20 That methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
 For she did speak in starts distractedly.
 She loves me, sure! The cunning of her passion
 Invites me in this churlish messenger.
 None of my lord’s ring? Why, he sent her none!
25 I am the man. If it be so, as ’tis,
 Poor lady, she were better love a dream.
 Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness
 Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
 How easy is it for the proper false
30 In women’s waxen hearts to set their forms!
 Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we,
 For such as we are made of, such we be.
 How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly,
 And I, poor monster, fond as much on him,
35 And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
 What will become of this? As I am man,
 My state is desperate for my master’s love.
 As I am woman (now, alas the day!),

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 What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
40 O Time, thou must untangle this, not I.
 It is too hard a knot for me t’ untie.
She exits.