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I'll confess to you that I love him .
Will you help ? , An ass-head , and a coxcomb , and a knave , a thin-faced knave , a gull !
Well , what was yours ?
This is the man .
My leisure serves me , pensive daughter , now. , My lord , we must entreat the time alone .
I won't hide unless all the mist from my heartsick groans envelopes me like fog and conceals me from people's searching eyes .
To the Elephant .
Trust to 't , bethink you .
A beautiful voice , I swear .
In fact , I'd do even more to him than what you've heard him promise to do .
Why , that same pale hard-hearted wench , that Rosaline , Torments him so , that he will sure run mad .
I pray , sir , can you read ?
Oh , thou wilt speak again of banishment .
He was a wreck , almost past hope .
Accursed , unhappy , wretched , hateful day !
Is it good or bad ?
Ah sir , ah sir .
An 't be any way , it must be with valor , for policy I hate .
My friends , are you all Lady Olivia's servants ?
Brother , ho !
Madam , the young gentleman of the Count Orsino's is returned .
Ay , the heads of the maids , or their maidenheads .
What said my man , when my betossed soul Did not attend him as we rode ?
O holy Friar , O , tell me , holy Friar , Where is my lady's lord ?
That's all one : has hurt me , and there's the end on 't .
Well , start thinking about marriage now .
He's a very fool and a prodigal .
I swear to God , madam , you've wronged me , and I'll tell the whole world .
And yet I wish but for the thing I have .
Make that good .
What I'm saying can't anger him .
Well , we can put away our pipes and go home .
I don't believe it .
Oh , go away !
You're right .
But my hair looks good anyway , doesn't it ?
Will you walk towards him ?
Tybalt is dead , and Romeo has been banished .
Why do you speak to me ?
Gracious Olivia , What do you say , Cesario ? , Good my lord , My lord would speak .
Play me some music .
O God , she comes. , O honey Nurse , what news ?
Close the garden door and leave me alone to hear his message .
I know all of this .
This sight of death is as a bell , That warns my old age to a sepulcher .
So we should eat and drink .
I serve as good a man as you .
I'm glad he wasn't here for this fight .
I dare not , sir .
Thanks for telling me .
I'm not one of his sluts .
Soft , soft !
I'll not be forsworn .
Take it in what sense thou wilt .
I'd send seven of my servants to go get him .
And what should I do in Illyria ?
Not bad ; you might accomplish something .
I forgive you the praise .
But what do you say to my request ?
What have you heard from her ?
How often tonight have my old feet stumbled on gravestones !
You're awfully eager to fight .
By God , I'll go after him again and beat him up .
M.O.A.I." This simulation is not as the former , and yet to crush this a little , it would bow to me , for every one of these letters are in my name .
Oh God , did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood ?
He smiles so much his face has more lines in it than a map of the East Indies .
And wanted to see you with laces crisscrossed over your legs." Crisscrossed ?
Well , we all have our special gifts .
He cut my head and gave Sir Toby a bloody head , too .
Younger than she are happy mothers made .
So that by my foes , sir I profit in the knowledge of myself , and by my friends , I am abused .
I will make your peace with him if I can .
Hello , my friends !
Marry , I will , and this is wisely done .
He is hid at Lawrence ' cell .
Excellent !
And died that day when Viola from her birth Had numbered thirteen years .
Ay , husband .
Is my father well ?
Are you the lady of the house ?
Oh , my liege , my wife died tonight .
Romeo cried out , "Stop , my friends .
It begins "Hold thy peace." I shall never begin if I hold my peace .
Then will I lay the serving creature's dagger on your pate .
And wished to see thee cross-gartered." Cross-gartered ?
Give my compliments to your lady .
Inside the little rind of this weak flower , there is both poison and powerful medicine .
The fiend is rough and will not be roughly used .
Tell him so yourself , and see how he takes the news .
How is she ?
I will be proud , I will read politic authors , I will baffle Sir Toby , I will wash off gross acquaintance , I will be point- devise the very man .
How fares my Juliet ?
Hurry up , I say .
Who , Sir Andrew Aguecheek ?
Give me too much of it , so I'll get sick of it and stop loving .
Get the lady out of here .
That's true .
Couple it with something .
And you , sir .
Anyone who refuses to drink to my niece until his brain spins around like a merry-go-round is scum .