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103,701 | Twelfth Night | 38 | 2.3.84 | MALVOLIO | no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like |
103,702 | Twelfth Night | 38 | 2.3.85 | MALVOLIO | tinkers at this time of night? Do ye make an |
103,703 | Twelfth Night | 38 | 2.3.86 | MALVOLIO | alehouse of my lady's house, that ye squeak out your |
103,704 | Twelfth Night | 38 | 2.3.87 | MALVOLIO | coziers' catches without any mitigation or remorse |
103,705 | Twelfth Night | 38 | 2.3.88 | MALVOLIO | of voice? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor |
103,706 | Twelfth Night | 38 | 2.3.89 | MALVOLIO | time in you? |
103,707 | Twelfth Night | 39 | 2.3.90 | SIR TOBY BELCH | We did keep time, sir, in our catches. Sneck up! |
103,708 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.91 | MALVOLIO | Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me |
103,709 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.92 | MALVOLIO | tell you, that, though she harbours you as her |
103,710 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.93 | MALVOLIO | kinsman, she's nothing allied to your disorders. If |
103,711 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.94 | MALVOLIO | you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you |
103,712 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.95 | MALVOLIO | are welcome to the house, if not, an it would please |
103,713 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.96 | MALVOLIO | you to take leave of her, she is very willing to bid |
103,714 | Twelfth Night | 40 | 2.3.97 | MALVOLIO | you farewell. |
103,715 | Twelfth Night | 41 | 2.3.98 | SIR TOBY BELCH | 'Farewell, dear heart, since I must needs be gone.' |
103,716 | Twelfth Night | 42 | 2.3.99 | MARIA | Nay, good Sir Toby. |
103,717 | Twelfth Night | 43 | 2.3.100 | Clown | 'His eyes do show his days are almost done.' |
103,718 | Twelfth Night | 44 | 2.3.101 | MALVOLIO | Is't even so? |
103,719 | Twelfth Night | 45 | 2.3.102 | SIR TOBY BELCH | 'But I will never die.' |
103,720 | Twelfth Night | 46 | 2.3.103 | Clown | Sir Toby, there you lie. |
103,721 | Twelfth Night | 47 | 2.3.104 | MALVOLIO | This is much credit to you. |
103,722 | Twelfth Night | 48 | 2.3.105 | SIR TOBY BELCH | 'Shall I bid him go?' |
103,723 | Twelfth Night | 49 | 2.3.106 | Clown | 'What an if you do?' |
103,724 | Twelfth Night | 50 | 2.3.107 | SIR TOBY BELCH | 'Shall I bid him go, and spare not?' |
103,725 | Twelfth Night | 51 | 2.3.108 | Clown | 'O no, no, no, no, you dare not.' |
103,726 | Twelfth Night | 52 | 2.3.109 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Out o' tune, sir: ye lie. Art any more than a |
103,727 | Twelfth Night | 52 | 2.3.110 | SIR TOBY BELCH | steward? Dost thou think, because thou art |
103,728 | Twelfth Night | 52 | 2.3.111 | SIR TOBY BELCH | virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? |
103,729 | Twelfth Night | 53 | 2.3.112 | Clown | Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' the |
103,730 | Twelfth Night | 53 | 2.3.113 | Clown | mouth too. |
103,731 | Twelfth Night | 54 | 2.3.114 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Thou'rt i' the right. Go, sir, rub your chain with |
103,732 | Twelfth Night | 54 | 2.3.115 | SIR TOBY BELCH | crumbs. A stoup of wine, Maria! |
103,733 | Twelfth Night | 55 | 2.3.116 | MALVOLIO | Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's favour at any |
103,734 | Twelfth Night | 55 | 2.3.117 | MALVOLIO | thing more than contempt, you would not give means |
103,735 | Twelfth Night | 55 | 2.3.118 | MALVOLIO | for this uncivil rule: she shall know of it, by this hand. |
103,736 | Twelfth Night | 55 | null | MALVOLIO | Exit |
103,737 | Twelfth Night | 56 | 2.3.119 | MARIA | Go shake your ears. |
103,738 | Twelfth Night | 57 | 2.3.120 | SIR ANDREW | 'Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's |
103,739 | Twelfth Night | 57 | 2.3.121 | SIR ANDREW | a-hungry, to challenge him the field, and then to |
103,740 | Twelfth Night | 57 | 2.3.122 | SIR ANDREW | break promise with him and make a fool of him. |
103,741 | Twelfth Night | 58 | 2.3.123 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Do't, knight: I'll write thee a challenge: or I'll |
103,742 | Twelfth Night | 58 | 2.3.124 | SIR TOBY BELCH | deliver thy indignation to him by word of mouth. |
103,743 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.125 | MARIA | Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight: since the |
103,744 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.126 | MARIA | youth of the count's was today with thy lady, she is |
103,745 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.127 | MARIA | much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me |
103,746 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.128 | MARIA | alone with him: if I do not gull him into a |
103,747 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.129 | MARIA | nayword, and make him a common recreation, do not |
103,748 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.130 | MARIA | think I have wit enough to lie straight in my bed: |
103,749 | Twelfth Night | 59 | 2.3.131 | MARIA | I know I can do it. |
103,750 | Twelfth Night | 60 | 2.3.132 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Possess us, possess us, tell us something of him. |
103,751 | Twelfth Night | 61 | 2.3.133 | MARIA | Marry, sir, sometimes he is a kind of puritan. |
103,752 | Twelfth Night | 62 | 2.3.134 | SIR ANDREW | O, if I thought that I'ld beat him like a dog! |
103,753 | Twelfth Night | 63 | 2.3.135 | SIR TOBY BELCH | What, for being a puritan? thy exquisite reason, |
103,754 | Twelfth Night | 63 | 2.3.136 | SIR TOBY BELCH | dear knight? |
103,755 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 2.3.137 | SIR ANDREW | I have no exquisite reason for't, but I have reason |
103,756 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 2.3.138 | SIR ANDREW | good enough. |
103,757 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.139 | MARIA | The devil a puritan that he is, or any thing |
103,758 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.140 | MARIA | constantly, but a time-pleaser, an affectioned ass, |
103,759 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.141 | MARIA | that cons state without book and utters it by great |
103,760 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.142 | MARIA | swarths: the best persuaded of himself, so |
103,761 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.143 | MARIA | crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is |
103,762 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.144 | MARIA | his grounds of faith that all that look on him love |
103,763 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.145 | MARIA | him, and on that vice in him will my revenge find |
103,764 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 2.3.146 | MARIA | notable cause to work. |
103,765 | Twelfth Night | 66 | 2.3.147 | SIR TOBY BELCH | What wilt thou do? |
103,766 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.148 | MARIA | I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of |
103,767 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.149 | MARIA | love, wherein, by the colour of his beard, the shape |
103,768 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.150 | MARIA | of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure |
103,769 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.151 | MARIA | of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find |
103,770 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.152 | MARIA | himself most feelingly personated. I can write very |
103,771 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.153 | MARIA | like my lady your niece: on a forgotten matter we |
103,772 | Twelfth Night | 67 | 2.3.154 | MARIA | can hardly make distinction of our hands. |
103,773 | Twelfth Night | 68 | 2.3.155 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Excellent! I smell a device. |
103,774 | Twelfth Night | 69 | 2.3.156 | SIR ANDREW | I have't in my nose too. |
103,775 | Twelfth Night | 70 | 2.3.157 | SIR TOBY BELCH | He shall think, by the letters that thou wilt drop, |
103,776 | Twelfth Night | 70 | 2.3.158 | SIR TOBY BELCH | that they come from my niece, and that she's in |
103,777 | Twelfth Night | 70 | 2.3.159 | SIR TOBY BELCH | love with him. |
103,778 | Twelfth Night | 71 | 2.3.160 | MARIA | My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. |
103,779 | Twelfth Night | 72 | 2.3.161 | SIR ANDREW | And your horse now would make him an ass. |
103,780 | Twelfth Night | 73 | 2.3.162 | MARIA | Ass, I doubt not. |
103,781 | Twelfth Night | 74 | 2.3.163 | SIR ANDREW | O, 'twill be admirable! |
103,782 | Twelfth Night | 75 | 2.3.164 | MARIA | Sport royal, I warrant you: I know my physic will |
103,783 | Twelfth Night | 75 | 2.3.165 | MARIA | work with him. I will plant you two, and let the |
103,784 | Twelfth Night | 75 | 2.3.166 | MARIA | fool make a third, where he shall find the letter: |
103,785 | Twelfth Night | 75 | 2.3.167 | MARIA | observe his construction of it. For this night, to |
103,786 | Twelfth Night | 75 | 2.3.168 | MARIA | bed, and dream on the event. Farewell. |
103,787 | Twelfth Night | 75 | null | MARIA | Exit |
103,788 | Twelfth Night | 76 | 2.3.169 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Good night, Penthesilea. |
103,789 | Twelfth Night | 77 | 2.3.170 | SIR ANDREW | Before me, she's a good wench. |
103,790 | Twelfth Night | 78 | 2.3.171 | SIR TOBY BELCH | She's a beagle, true-bred, and one that adores me: |
103,791 | Twelfth Night | 78 | 2.3.172 | SIR TOBY BELCH | what o' that? |
103,792 | Twelfth Night | 79 | 2.3.173 | SIR ANDREW | I was adored once too. |
103,793 | Twelfth Night | 80 | 2.3.174 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Let's to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for |
103,794 | Twelfth Night | 80 | 2.3.175 | SIR TOBY BELCH | more money. |
103,795 | Twelfth Night | 81 | 2.3.176 | SIR ANDREW | If I cannot recover your niece, I am a foul way out. |
103,796 | Twelfth Night | 82 | 2.3.177 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Send for money, knight: if thou hast her not i' |
103,797 | Twelfth Night | 82 | 2.3.178 | SIR TOBY BELCH | the end, call me cut. |
103,798 | Twelfth Night | 83 | 2.3.179 | SIR ANDREW | If I do not, never trust me, take it how you will. |
103,799 | Twelfth Night | 84 | 2.3.180 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Come, come, I'll go burn some sack, 'tis too late |
103,800 | Twelfth Night | 84 | 2.3.181 | SIR TOBY BELCH | to go to bed now: come, knight, come, knight. |
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