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1

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

204

Then hadst thou had an excellent head of hair.

2

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

208

Excellent; it hangs like flax on a distaff; and I
hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs
and spin it off.

3

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.

4

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

243

No, sir; it is legs and thighs. Let me see the
caper; ha! higher: ha, ha! excellent!

5

Twelfth Night
[II, 1]

Sebastian

619

No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage is mere
extravagancy. But I perceive in you so 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, Antonio, my name is Sebastian,
which I called Roderigo. My father was that
Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know you have heard
of. He left behind him myself and a sister, both
born in an hour: if the heavens had been pleased,
would we had so ended! but you, sir, altered that;
for some hour before you took me from the breach of
the sea was my sister drowned.

6

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?

7

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

731

Excellent! why, this is the best fooling, when all
is done. Now, a song.

8

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

745

Excellent good, i' faith.

9

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

861

Excellent! I smell a device.

10

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Sir Toby Belch

1134

Excellent wench, say I.

11

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Fabian

1150

Did not I say he would work it out? the cur is
excellent at faults.

12

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Sir Toby Belch

1232

To the gates of Tartar, thou most excellent devil of wit!

13

Twelfth Night
[III, 1]

Viola

1317

I will answer you with gait and entrance. But we
are prevented.
[Enter OLIVIA and MARIA]
Most excellent accomplished lady, the heavens rain
odours on you!

14

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

Fabian

1420

She did show favour to the youth in your sight only
to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valour, to
put fire in your heart and brimstone in your liver.
You should then have accosted her; and with some
excellent jests, fire-new from the mint, you should
have banged the youth into dumbness. This was
looked for at your hand, and this was balked: the
double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash
off, and you are now sailed into the north of my
lady's opinion; where you will hang like an icicle
on a Dutchman's beard, unless you do redeem it by
some laudable attempt either of valour or policy.

15

Twelfth Night
[V, 1]

Orsino

2212

Why, this is excellent.