Speeches (Lines) for Sir Andrew Aguecheek
in "Twelfth Night"

Total: 88

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1

I,3,157

Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!

2

I,3,159

Bless you, fair shrew.

3

I,3,162

What's that?

4

I,3,164

Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.

5

I,3,166

Good Mistress Mary Accost,—

6

I,3,169

By my troth, I would not undertake her in this
company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?

7

I,3,174

An you part so, mistress, I would I might never
draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have
fools in hand?

8

I,3,178

Marry, but you shall have; and here's my hand.

9

I,3,181

Wherefore, sweet-heart? what's your metaphor?

10

I,3,183

Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I can
keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?

11

I,3,186

Are you full of them?

12

I,3,192

Never in your life, I think; unless you see canary
put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit
than a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I am a
great eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit.

13

I,3,197

An I thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ride home
to-morrow, Sir Toby.

14

I,3,200

What is 'Pourquoi'? do or not do? I would I had
bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in
fencing, dancing and bear-baiting: O, had I but
followed the arts!

15

I,3,205

Why, would that have mended my hair?

16

I,3,207

But it becomes me well enough, does't not?

17

I,3,211

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.

18

I,3,218

I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' the
strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques
and revels sometimes altogether.

19

I,3,222

As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the
degree of my betters; and yet I will not compare
with an old man.

20

I,3,226

Faith, I can cut a caper.

21

I,3,228

And I think I have the back-trick simply as strong
as any man in Illyria.

22

I,3,239

Ay, 'tis strong, and it does indifferent well in a
flame-coloured stock. Shall we set about some revels?

23

I,3,242

Taurus! That's sides and heart.

24

II,3,704

Nay, my troth, I know not: but I know, to be up
late is to be up late.

25

II,3,711

Faith, so they say; but I think it rather consists
of eating and drinking.

26

II,3,716

Here comes the fool, i' faith.

27

II,3,720

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?

28

II,3,731

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

29

II,3,734

There's a testril of me too: if one knight give a—

30

II,3,737

Ay, ay: I care not for good life.

31

II,3,745

Excellent good, i' faith.

32

II,3,754

A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight.

33

II,3,756

Very sweet and contagious, i' faith.

34

II,3,761

An you love me, let's do't: I am dog at a catch.

35

II,3,763

Most certain. Let our catch be, 'Thou knave.'

36

II,3,766

'Tis not the first time I have constrained one to
call me knave. Begin, fool: it begins 'Hold thy peace.'

37

II,3,769

Good, i' faith. Come, begin.

38

II,3,782

Ay, he does well enough if he be disposed, and so do
I too: he does it with a better grace, but I do it
more natural.

39

II,3,826

'Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's
a-hungry, to challenge him the field, and then to
break promise with him and make a fool of him.

40

II,3,840

O, if I thought that I'ld beat him like a dog!

41

II,3,843

I have no exquisite reason for't, but I have reason
good enough.

42

II,3,862

I have't in my nose too.

43

II,3,867

And your horse now would make him an ass.

44

II,3,869

O, 'twill be admirable!

45

II,3,877

Before me, she's a good wench.

46

II,3,880

I was adored once too.

47

II,3,883

If I cannot recover your niece, I am a foul way out.

48

II,3,886

If I do not, never trust me, take it how you will.

49

II,5,1038

An we do not, it is pity of our lives.

50

II,5,1061

'Slight, I could so beat the rogue!

51

II,5,1065

Pistol him, pistol him.

52

II,5,1069

Fie on him, Jezebel!

53

II,5,1103

That's me, I warrant you.

54

II,5,1105

I knew 'twas I; for many do call me fool.

55

II,5,1114

Her C's, her U's and her T's: why that?

56

II,5,1209

So could I too.

57

II,5,1211

Nor I neither.

58

II,5,1215

Or o' mine either?

59

II,5,1218

I' faith, or I either?

60

II,5,1233

I'll make one too.

61

III,1,1306

Dieu vous garde, monsieur.

62

III,1,1308

I hope, sir, you are; and I am yours.

63

III,1,1322

That youth's a rare courtier: 'Rain odours;' well.

64

III,1,1325

'Odours,' 'pregnant' and 'vouchsafed:' I'll get 'em
all three all ready.

65

III,2,1406

No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer.

66

III,2,1409

Marry, I saw your niece do more favours to the
count's serving-man than ever she bestowed upon me;
I saw't i' the orchard.

67

III,2,1413

As plain as I see you now.

68

III,2,1415

'Slight, will you make an ass o' me?

69

III,2,1432

An't be any way, it must be with valour; for policy
I hate: I had as lief be a Brownist as a
politician.

70

III,2,1442

Will either of you bear me a challenge to him?

71

III,2,1452

Where shall I find you?

72

III,4,1686

Here's the challenge, read it: warrant there's
vinegar and pepper in't.

73

III,4,1689

Ay, is't, I warrant him: do but read.

74

III,4,1722

Nay, let me alone for swearing.

75

III,4,1826

Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him.

76

III,4,1829

Plague on't, an I thought he had been valiant and so
cunning in fence, I'ld have seen him damned ere I'ld
have challenged him. Let him let the matter slip,
and I'll give him my horse, grey Capilet.

77

III,4,1856

Pray God, he keep his oath!

78

III,4,1872

Marry, will I, sir; and, for that I promised you,
I'll be as good as my word: he will bear you easily
and reins well.

79

III,4,1946

'Slid, I'll after him again and beat him.

80

III,4,1948

An I do not,—

81

IV,1,1975

Now, sir, have I met you again? there's for you.

82

IV,1,1983

Nay, let him alone: I'll go another way to work
with him; I'll have an action of battery against
him, if there be any law in Illyria: though I
struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.

83

V,1,2372

For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one presently
to Sir Toby.

84

V,1,2375

He has broke my head across and has given Sir Toby
a bloody coxcomb too: for the love of God, your
help! I had rather than forty pound I were at home.

85

V,1,2379

The count's gentleman, one Cesario: we took him for
a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate.

86

V,1,2382

'Od's lifelings, here he is! You broke my head for
nothing; and that that I did, I was set on to do't
by Sir Toby.

87

V,1,2388

If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me: I
think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb.
[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and Clown]
Here comes Sir Toby halting; you shall hear more:
but if he had not been in drink, he would have
tickled you othergates than he did.

88

V,1,2402

I'll help you, Sir Toby, because well be dressed together.

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