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Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not owe;
What is decreed must be, and be this so! 332

Ant. Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you?

Seb. By your patience, no. My stars shine
darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate 4
might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I
shall crave of you your leave that I may bear
my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for
your love to lay any of them on you. 8

Ant. Let me yet know of you whither you
are bound.

Seb. No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage
is mere extravagancy. But I, perceive in you so 12
excellent a touch of modesty that you will not
extort from me what I am willing to keep in;
therefore, it charges me in manners the rather
to express myself. You must know of me then, 16
Antonio, my name is Sebastian, which I called
Roderigo. My father was that Sebastian of
Messaline, whom I know you have heard of. He