Or ne’er return again into my sight.
Away, I say! stay’st thou to vex me here? [Exit Launce.]
A slave, that [still an end] turns me to shame!
Sebastian, I have entertained thee,
60 Partly that I have need of such a youth,
That can with some discretion do my business,
For ’tis no trusting to yond foolish lout;
But chiefly for thy face and thy behaviour,
Which, if my augury deceive me not,
65 Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth: