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Where should she be ?
Here comes the Countess .
I warrant thou art a merry fellow and carest for nothing .
Hold the friar too .
Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends , And there an end .
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has .
I pray you , sir , what is he ?
Yes , you've been a ladies ' man in your time .
What's the matter ?
What do you want ?
The sound of lovers calling each others names through the night is silver-sweet .
You are too hot .
You're like one of those guys who walks into a bar , slams his sword on the table , and then says , "I pray I never have to use you." By the time he orders his second drink , he pulls his sword on the bartender for no reason at all .
What kind of woman is't ?
Sweet Sir Andrew !
Why , this is evident to any formal capacity .
Marry , sir , lullaby to your bounty till I come again .
Maria , take care of this poor fellow here .
There is no world without Verona walls But purgatory , torture , hell itself .
You're not paying attention to me .
She's too beautiful and too wise to deserve heaven's blessing by making me despair .
Sebastian was my father ; Such a Sebastian was my brother too , So went he suited to his watery tomb .
You are idle , shallow things .
I can't love him .
They pray ; grant thou , lest faith turn to despair .
Saint Francis be my speed !
Then I'll smack you on the head with the serving-creature's knife .
No matter .
Am I come near ye now ? , Welcome , gentlemen !
What's going on ?
Pox on 't !
Oh , it is my love .
I have news for you about the Prince's punishment .
My lady is within , sir .
That last is true .
Who did this , Sir Andrew ?
I'll have to ask you some questions , madam .
Don't say anything else .
Let's go .
Orsino .
Oh , he's drunk , Sir Toby , for a whole hour now .
Watch his reaction .
Yet you began rudely .
What with a torch !
Are you making all this noise at this time of night because you have no manners , or because you're just stupid ?
For someone as intelligent as you the situation must be clear enough .
We respected the beat of the song , sir .
But woo her , gentle Paris , get her heart .
Good night .
Arms , make your last embrace !
Nay , but say true , does it work upon him ?
Why , would that have mended my hair ?
Or I'll deliver thy indignation to him by word of mouth .
Madam , tell me quickly , what day is that ?
I'm sure nobody would have any reason to fight with me .
Oh , blessed , blessed night !
Yea , " quoth he , "Dost thou fall upon thy face ?
I am none of his skains-mates .
Are you still so cruel ?
I'll go alone .
Give me the vial .
Don't think about her .
God forbid that I should prevent sacred devotion !
So , let me hear you speak .
Ass , I doubt not .
No , not at all .
I would have made it short , for I was come to the whole depth of my tale , and meant , indeed , to occupy the argument no longer .
But thou art not quickly moved to strike .
I shall answer for her .
Oh , there's my lady !
What strange reason could she have for coming here ?
I will be brief , for my short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale .
And tell her , listen to me , on Wednesday , Wait , What day is today ?
Go after him and try to calm him down a little .
Ay , let the county take you in your bed .
What is yond gentleman ?
Here comes your father .
I pray thee , hold thy peace .
Orsino .
A lantern , slaughtered youth , For here lies Juliet , and her beauty makes This vault a feasting presence full of light .
Not mad , but bound more than a madman is , Shut up in prison , kept without my food , Whipped and tormented and , Good e'en , good fellow .
You mean I should groan and tell you ?
No , sir , I live by the church .
Ay , by my troth , the case may be amended .
Or , if his mind be writ , give me his letter .
How does he love me ?
And the doctors say it's healthy to get up early , I don't know what the doctors say .
But I am thankful that you have found it .
He's somewhere else in the house .
I wish it might , for now I am your fool .
Are you all crazy ?
Do 't , knight .
Sing us a song .
Good fool , good jester , I'll make it worth your while if you get me a candle , and a pen , ink and paper .
I could not stay behind you .
Oh my , Oh my !
Go ask .
O mischief , thou art swift To enter in the thoughts of desperate men !
I think it's too rough , too rude , too rowdy , and it pricks like a thorn .
Oh , I'm talking too loud. , Where's Malvolio ?