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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Maria |
118 |
By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier o'
nights: your cousin, my lady, takes great
exceptions to your ill hours.
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2 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
147 |
By this hand, they are scoundrels and subtractors
that say so of him. Who are they?
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3 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
169 |
By my troth, I would not undertake her in this
company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?
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4 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Maria |
177 |
Sir, I have not you by the hand.
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5 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
206 |
Past question; for thou seest it will not curl by nature.
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6 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
211 |
Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: your niece
will not be seen; or if she be, it's four to one
she'll none of me: the count himself here hard by woos her.
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7 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
230 |
Wherefore are these things hid? wherefore have
these gifts a curtain before 'em? are they like to
take dust, like Mistress Mall's picture? why dost
thou not go to church in a galliard and come home in
a coranto? My very walk should be a jig; I would not
so much as make water but in a sink-a-pace. What
dost thou mean? Is it a world to hide virtues in?
I did think, by the excellent constitution of thy
leg, it was formed under the star of a galliard.
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8 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Olivia |
409 |
By mine honour, half drunk. What is he at the gate, cousin?
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9 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Olivia |
415 |
Cousin, cousin, how have you come so early by this lethargy?
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10 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Viola |
477 |
No, my profound heart: and yet, by the very fangs
of malice I swear, I am not that I play. Are you
the lady of the house?
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11 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Viola |
516 |
To answer by the method, in the first of his heart.
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12 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 1] |
Sebastian |
613 |
By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over
me: the malignancy of my fate 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.
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13 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
720 |
By my troth, the fool has an excellent breast. I
had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg,
and so sweet a breath to sing, as the fool has. In
sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last
night, when thou spokest of Pigrogromitus, of the
Vapians passing the equinoctial of Queubus: 'twas
very good, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for thy
leman: hadst it?
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14 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
757 |
To hear by the nose, it is dulcet in contagion.
But shall we make the welkin dance indeed? shall we
rouse the night-owl in a catch that will draw three
souls out of one weaver? shall we do that?
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15 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Feste |
817 |
Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' the
mouth too.
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16 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Malvolio |
821 |
Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's favour at any
thing more than contempt, you would not give means
for this uncivil rule: she shall know of it, by this hand.
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17 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
829 |
Do't, knight: I'll write thee a challenge: or I'll
deliver thy indignation to him by word of mouth.
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18 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Maria |
845 |
The devil a puritan that he is, or any thing
constantly, but a time-pleaser; an affectioned ass,
that cons state without book and utters it by great
swarths: the best persuaded of himself, so
crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is
his grounds of faith that all that look on him love
him; and on that vice in him will my revenge find
notable cause to work.
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19 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Maria |
854 |
I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of
love; wherein, by the colour of his beard, the shape
of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure
of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find
himself most feelingly personated. I can write very
like my lady your niece: on a forgotten matter we
can hardly make distinction of our hands.
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20 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
863 |
He shall think, by the letters that thou wilt drop,
that they come from my niece, and that she's in
love with him.
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