[Exit.]
SCENE III. A Room in Olivia’s House.
Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew.
SIR TOBY.
Approach, Sir Andrew; not to be abed after midnight, is to be up betimes; and diluculo surgere, thou know’st.
SIR ANDREW.
Nay, by my troth, I know not; but I know to be up late is to be up late.
SIR TOBY.
A false conclusion; I hate it as an unfilled can. To be up after midnight, and to go to bed then is early: so that to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes. Does not our lives consist of the four elements?
SIR ANDREW.
Faith, so they say, but I think it rather consists of eating and drinking.
SIR TOBY.
Th’art a scholar; let us therefore eat and drink.
Marian, I say! a stoup of wine.
Enter Clown.
SIR ANDREW.
Here comes the fool, i’ faith.