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103,001	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.49	VIOLA	There is a fair behavior in thee, captain,
103,002	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.50	VIOLA	And though that nature with a beauteous wall
103,003	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.51	VIOLA	Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee
103,004	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.52	VIOLA	I will believe thou hast a mind that suits
103,005	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.53	VIOLA	With this thy fair and outward character.
103,006	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.54	VIOLA	I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
103,007	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.55	VIOLA	Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
103,008	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.56	VIOLA	For such disguise as haply shall become
103,009	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.57	VIOLA	The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:
103,010	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.58	VIOLA	Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:
103,011	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.59	VIOLA	It may be worth thy pains, for I can sing
103,012	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.60	VIOLA	And speak to him in many sorts of music
103,013	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.61	VIOLA	That will allow me very worth his service.
103,014	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.62	VIOLA	What else may hap to time I will commit,
103,015	Twelfth Night	19	1.2.63	VIOLA	Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.
103,016	Twelfth Night	20	1.2.64	Captain	Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:
103,017	Twelfth Night	20	1.2.65	Captain	When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.
103,018	Twelfth Night	21	1.2.66	VIOLA	I thank thee: lead me on.
103,019	Twelfth Night	21	null	VIOLA	Exeunt
103,020	Twelfth Night	21	null	VIOLA	SCENE III. OLIVIA'S house.
103,021	Twelfth Night	21	null	VIOLA	Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA
103,022	Twelfth Night	1	1.3.1	SIR TOBY BELCH	What a plague means my niece, to take the death of
103,023	Twelfth Night	1	1.3.2	SIR TOBY BELCH	her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.
103,024	Twelfth Night	2	1.3.3	MARIA	By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier o'
103,025	Twelfth Night	2	1.3.4	MARIA	nights: your cousin, my lady, takes great
103,026	Twelfth Night	2	1.3.5	MARIA	exceptions to your ill hours.
103,027	Twelfth Night	3	1.3.6	SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, let her except, before excepted.
103,028	Twelfth Night	4	1.3.7	MARIA	Ay, but you must confine yourself within the modest
103,029	Twelfth Night	4	1.3.8	MARIA	limits of order.
103,030	Twelfth Night	5	1.3.9	SIR TOBY BELCH	Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I am:
103,031	Twelfth Night	5	1.3.10	SIR TOBY BELCH	these clothes are good enough to drink in, and so be
103,032	Twelfth Night	5	1.3.11	SIR TOBY BELCH	these boots too: an they be not, let them hang
103,033	Twelfth Night	5	1.3.12	SIR TOBY BELCH	themselves in their own straps.
103,034	Twelfth Night	6	1.3.13	MARIA	That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I heard
103,035	Twelfth Night	6	1.3.14	MARIA	my lady talk of it yesterday, and of a foolish
103,036	Twelfth Night	6	1.3.15	MARIA	knight that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.
103,037	Twelfth Night	7	1.3.16	SIR TOBY BELCH	Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?
103,038	Twelfth Night	8	1.3.17	MARIA	Ay, he.
103,039	Twelfth Night	9	1.3.18	SIR TOBY BELCH	He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria.
103,040	Twelfth Night	10	1.3.19	MARIA	What's that to the purpose?
103,041	Twelfth Night	11	1.3.20	SIR TOBY BELCH	Why, he has three thousand ducats a year.
103,042	Twelfth Night	12	1.3.21	MARIA	Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats:
103,043	Twelfth Night	12	1.3.22	MARIA	he's a very fool and a prodigal.
103,044	Twelfth Night	13	1.3.23	SIR TOBY BELCH	Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' the
103,045	Twelfth Night	13	1.3.24	SIR TOBY BELCH	viol-de-gamboys, and speaks three or four languages
103,046	Twelfth Night	13	1.3.25	SIR TOBY BELCH	word for word without book, and hath all the good
103,047	Twelfth Night	13	1.3.26	SIR TOBY BELCH	gifts of nature.
103,048	Twelfth Night	14	1.3.27	MARIA	He hath indeed, almost natural: for besides that
103,049	Twelfth Night	14	1.3.28	MARIA	he's a fool, he's a great quarreller: and but that
103,050	Twelfth Night	14	1.3.29	MARIA	he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he
103,051	Twelfth Night	14	1.3.30	MARIA	hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the prudent
103,052	Twelfth Night	14	1.3.31	MARIA	he would quickly have the gift of a grave.
103,053	Twelfth Night	15	1.3.32	SIR TOBY BELCH	By this hand, they are scoundrels and subtractors
103,054	Twelfth Night	15	1.3.33	SIR TOBY BELCH	that say so of him. Who are they?
103,055	Twelfth Night	16	1.3.34	MARIA	They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly in your company.
103,056	Twelfth Night	17	1.3.35	SIR TOBY BELCH	With drinking healths to my niece: I'll drink to
103,057	Twelfth Night	17	1.3.36	SIR TOBY BELCH	her as long as there is a passage in my throat and
103,058	Twelfth Night	17	1.3.37	SIR TOBY BELCH	drink in Illyria: he's a coward and a coystrill
103,059	Twelfth Night	17	1.3.38	SIR TOBY BELCH	that will not drink to my niece till his brains turn
103,060	Twelfth Night	17	1.3.39	SIR TOBY BELCH	o' the toe like a parish-top. What, wench!
103,061	Twelfth Night	17	1.3.40	SIR TOBY BELCH	Castiliano vulgo! for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface.
103,062	Twelfth Night	17	null	SIR TOBY BELCH	Enter SIR ANDREW
103,063	Twelfth Night	18	1.3.41	SIR ANDREW	Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!
103,064	Twelfth Night	19	1.3.42	SIR TOBY BELCH	Sweet Sir Andrew!
103,065	Twelfth Night	20	1.3.43	SIR ANDREW	Bless you, fair shrew.
103,066	Twelfth Night	21	1.3.44	MARIA	And you too, sir.
103,067	Twelfth Night	22	1.3.45	SIR TOBY BELCH	Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.
103,068	Twelfth Night	23	1.3.46	SIR ANDREW	What's that?
103,069	Twelfth Night	24	1.3.47	SIR TOBY BELCH	My niece's chambermaid.
103,070	Twelfth Night	25	1.3.48	SIR ANDREW	Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.
103,071	Twelfth Night	26	1.3.49	MARIA	My name is Mary, sir.
103,072	Twelfth Night	27	1.3.50	SIR ANDREW	Good Mistress Mary Accost,--
103,073	Twelfth Night	28	1.3.51	SIR TOBY BELCH	You mistake, knight, 'accost' is front her, board
103,074	Twelfth Night	28	1.3.52	SIR TOBY BELCH	her, woo her, assail her.
103,075	Twelfth Night	29	1.3.53	SIR ANDREW	By my troth, I would not undertake her in this
103,076	Twelfth Night	29	1.3.54	SIR ANDREW	company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?
103,077	Twelfth Night	30	1.3.55	MARIA	Fare you well, gentlemen.
103,078	Twelfth Night	31	1.3.56	SIR TOBY BELCH	An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, would thou mightst
103,079	Twelfth Night	31	1.3.57	SIR TOBY BELCH	never draw sword again.
103,080	Twelfth Night	32	1.3.58	SIR ANDREW	An you part so, mistress, I would I might never
103,081	Twelfth Night	32	1.3.59	SIR ANDREW	draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have
103,082	Twelfth Night	32	1.3.60	SIR ANDREW	fools in hand?
103,083	Twelfth Night	33	1.3.61	MARIA	Sir, I have not you by the hand.
103,084	Twelfth Night	34	1.3.62	SIR ANDREW	Marry, but you shall have, and here's my hand.
103,085	Twelfth Night	35	1.3.63	MARIA	Now, sir, 'thought is free:' I pray you, bring
103,086	Twelfth Night	35	1.3.64	MARIA	your hand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.
103,087	Twelfth Night	36	1.3.65	SIR ANDREW	Wherefore, sweet-heart? what's your metaphor?
103,088	Twelfth Night	37	1.3.66	MARIA	It's dry, sir.
103,089	Twelfth Night	38	1.3.67	SIR ANDREW	Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I can
103,090	Twelfth Night	38	1.3.68	SIR ANDREW	keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?
103,091	Twelfth Night	39	1.3.69	MARIA	A dry jest, sir.
103,092	Twelfth Night	40	1.3.70	SIR ANDREW	Are you full of them?
103,093	Twelfth Night	41	1.3.71	MARIA	Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' ends: marry,
103,094	Twelfth Night	41	1.3.72	MARIA	now I let go your hand, I am barren.
103,095	Twelfth Night	41	null	MARIA	Exit
103,096	Twelfth Night	42	1.3.73	SIR TOBY BELCH	O knight thou lackest a cup of canary: when did I
103,097	Twelfth Night	42	1.3.74	SIR TOBY BELCH	see thee so put down?
103,098	Twelfth Night	43	1.3.75	SIR ANDREW	Never in your life, I think, unless you see canary
103,099	Twelfth Night	43	1.3.76	SIR ANDREW	put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit
103,100	Twelfth Night	43	1.3.77	SIR ANDREW	than a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I am a

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VIOLA

There is a fair behavior in thee, captain,

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VIOLA

And though that nature with a beauteous wall

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VIOLA

Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee

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VIOLA

I will believe thou hast a mind that suits

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VIOLA

With this thy fair and outward character.

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VIOLA

I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,

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1.2.55

VIOLA

Conceal me what I am, and be my aid

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1.2.56

VIOLA

For such disguise as haply shall become

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VIOLA

The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:

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VIOLA

Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:

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VIOLA

It may be worth thy pains, for I can sing

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VIOLA

And speak to him in many sorts of music

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VIOLA

That will allow me very worth his service.

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VIOLA

What else may hap to time I will commit,

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VIOLA

Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.

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Captain

Be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be:

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Captain

When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.

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VIOLA

I thank thee: lead me on.

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VIOLA

Exeunt

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VIOLA

SCENE III. OLIVIA'S house.

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VIOLA

Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA

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1.3.1

SIR TOBY BELCH

What a plague means my niece, to take the death of

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1.3.2

SIR TOBY BELCH

her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.

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1.3.3

MARIA

By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier o'

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1.3.4

MARIA

nights: your cousin, my lady, takes great

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1.3.5

MARIA

exceptions to your ill hours.

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1.3.6

SIR TOBY BELCH

Why, let her except, before excepted.

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1.3.7

MARIA

Ay, but you must confine yourself within the modest

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1.3.8

MARIA

limits of order.

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1.3.9

SIR TOBY BELCH

Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I am:

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1.3.10

SIR TOBY BELCH

these clothes are good enough to drink in, and so be

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1.3.11

SIR TOBY BELCH

these boots too: an they be not, let them hang

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SIR TOBY BELCH

themselves in their own straps.

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1.3.13

MARIA

That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I heard

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1.3.14

MARIA

my lady talk of it yesterday, and of a foolish

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MARIA

knight that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.

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1.3.16

SIR TOBY BELCH

Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?

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1.3.17

MARIA

Ay, he.

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1.3.18

SIR TOBY BELCH

He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria.

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1.3.19

MARIA

What's that to the purpose?

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1.3.20

SIR TOBY BELCH

Why, he has three thousand ducats a year.

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1.3.21

MARIA

Ay, but he'll have but a year in all these ducats:

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1.3.22

MARIA

he's a very fool and a prodigal.

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1.3.23

SIR TOBY BELCH

Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' the

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1.3.24

SIR TOBY BELCH

viol-de-gamboys, and speaks three or four languages

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1.3.25

SIR TOBY BELCH

word for word without book, and hath all the good

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SIR TOBY BELCH

gifts of nature.

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1.3.27

MARIA

He hath indeed, almost natural: for besides that

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1.3.28

MARIA

he's a fool, he's a great quarreller: and but that

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1.3.29

MARIA

he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he

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1.3.30

MARIA

hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the prudent

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1.3.31

MARIA

he would quickly have the gift of a grave.

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SIR TOBY BELCH

By this hand, they are scoundrels and subtractors

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SIR TOBY BELCH

that say so of him. Who are they?

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1.3.34

MARIA

They that add, moreover, he's drunk nightly in your company.

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1.3.35

SIR TOBY BELCH

With drinking healths to my niece: I'll drink to

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SIR TOBY BELCH

her as long as there is a passage in my throat and

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SIR TOBY BELCH

drink in Illyria: he's a coward and a coystrill

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SIR TOBY BELCH

that will not drink to my niece till his brains turn

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1.3.39

SIR TOBY BELCH

o' the toe like a parish-top. What, wench!

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Castiliano vulgo! for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface.

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Enter SIR ANDREW

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1.3.41

SIR ANDREW

Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Sweet Sir Andrew!

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SIR ANDREW

Bless you, fair shrew.

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MARIA

And you too, sir.

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.

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1.3.46

SIR ANDREW

What's that?

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1.3.47

SIR TOBY BELCH

My niece's chambermaid.

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1.3.48

SIR ANDREW

Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.

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1.3.49

MARIA

My name is Mary, sir.

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1.3.50

SIR ANDREW

Good Mistress Mary Accost,--

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SIR TOBY BELCH

You mistake, knight, 'accost' is front her, board

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SIR TOBY BELCH

her, woo her, assail her.

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SIR ANDREW

By my troth, I would not undertake her in this

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SIR ANDREW

company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?

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MARIA

Fare you well, gentlemen.

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SIR TOBY BELCH

An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, would thou mightst

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SIR TOBY BELCH

never draw sword again.

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SIR ANDREW

An you part so, mistress, I would I might never

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1.3.59

SIR ANDREW

draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have

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1.3.60

SIR ANDREW

fools in hand?

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1.3.61

MARIA

Sir, I have not you by the hand.

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SIR ANDREW

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

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1.3.63

MARIA

Now, sir, 'thought is free:' I pray you, bring

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1.3.64

MARIA

your hand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.

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1.3.65

SIR ANDREW

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

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1.3.66

MARIA

It's dry, sir.

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1.3.67

SIR ANDREW

Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I can

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1.3.68

SIR ANDREW

keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?

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1.3.69

MARIA

A dry jest, sir.

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SIR ANDREW

Are you full of them?

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1.3.71

MARIA

Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' ends: marry,

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MARIA

now I let go your hand, I am barren.

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MARIA

Exit

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SIR TOBY BELCH

O knight thou lackest a cup of canary: when did I

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SIR TOBY BELCH

see thee so put down?

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SIR ANDREW

Never in your life, I think, unless you see canary

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SIR ANDREW

put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit

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SIR ANDREW

than a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I am a