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103,801 | Twelfth Night | 84 | null | SIR TOBY BELCH | Exeunt |
103,802 | Twelfth Night | 84 | null | SIR TOBY BELCH | SCENE IV. DUKE ORSINO's palace. |
103,803 | Twelfth Night | 84 | null | SIR TOBY BELCH | Enter DUKE ORSINO, VIOLA, CURIO, and others |
103,804 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.1 | DUKE ORSINO | Give me some music. Now, good morrow, friends. |
103,805 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.2 | DUKE ORSINO | Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song, |
103,806 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.3 | DUKE ORSINO | That old and antique song we heard last night: |
103,807 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.4 | DUKE ORSINO | Methought it did relieve my passion much, |
103,808 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.5 | DUKE ORSINO | More than light airs and recollected terms |
103,809 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.6 | DUKE ORSINO | Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times: |
103,810 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 2.4.7 | DUKE ORSINO | Come, but one verse. |
103,811 | Twelfth Night | 2 | 2.4.8 | CURIO | He is not here, so please your lordship that should sing it. |
103,812 | Twelfth Night | 3 | 2.4.9 | DUKE ORSINO | Who was it? |
103,813 | Twelfth Night | 4 | 2.4.10 | CURIO | Feste, the jester, my lord, a fool that the lady |
103,814 | Twelfth Night | 4 | 2.4.11 | CURIO | Olivia's father took much delight in. He is about the house. |
103,815 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.12 | DUKE ORSINO | Seek him out, and play the tune the while. |
103,816 | Twelfth Night | 5 | null | DUKE ORSINO | Exit CURIO. Music plays |
103,817 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.13 | DUKE ORSINO | Come hither, boy: if ever thou shalt love, |
103,818 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.14 | DUKE ORSINO | In the sweet pangs of it remember me, |
103,819 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.15 | DUKE ORSINO | For such as I am all true lovers are, |
103,820 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.16 | DUKE ORSINO | Unstaid and skittish in all motions else, |
103,821 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.17 | DUKE ORSINO | Save in the constant image of the creature |
103,822 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 2.4.18 | DUKE ORSINO | That is beloved. How dost thou like this tune? |
103,823 | Twelfth Night | 6 | 2.4.19 | VIOLA | It gives a very echo to the seat |
103,824 | Twelfth Night | 6 | 2.4.20 | VIOLA | Where Love is throned. |
103,825 | Twelfth Night | 7 | 2.4.21 | DUKE ORSINO | Thou dost speak masterly: |
103,826 | Twelfth Night | 7 | 2.4.22 | DUKE ORSINO | My life upon't, young though thou art, thine eye |
103,827 | Twelfth Night | 7 | 2.4.23 | DUKE ORSINO | Hath stay'd upon some favour that it loves: |
103,828 | Twelfth Night | 7 | 2.4.24 | DUKE ORSINO | Hath it not, boy? |
103,829 | Twelfth Night | 8 | 2.4.25 | VIOLA | A little, by your favour. |
103,830 | Twelfth Night | 9 | 2.4.26 | DUKE ORSINO | What kind of woman is't? |
103,831 | Twelfth Night | 10 | 2.4.27 | VIOLA | Of your complexion. |
103,832 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 2.4.28 | DUKE ORSINO | She is not worth thee, then. What years, i' faith? |
103,833 | Twelfth Night | 12 | 2.4.29 | VIOLA | About your years, my lord. |
103,834 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.30 | DUKE ORSINO | Too old by heaven: let still the woman take |
103,835 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.31 | DUKE ORSINO | An elder than herself: so wears she to him, |
103,836 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.32 | DUKE ORSINO | So sways she level in her husband's heart: |
103,837 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.33 | DUKE ORSINO | For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, |
103,838 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.34 | DUKE ORSINO | Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, |
103,839 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.35 | DUKE ORSINO | More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, |
103,840 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 2.4.36 | DUKE ORSINO | Than women's are. |
103,841 | Twelfth Night | 14 | 2.4.37 | VIOLA | I think it well, my lord. |
103,842 | Twelfth Night | 15 | 2.4.38 | DUKE ORSINO | Then let thy love be younger than thyself, |
103,843 | Twelfth Night | 15 | 2.4.39 | DUKE ORSINO | Or thy affection cannot hold the bent, |
103,844 | Twelfth Night | 15 | 2.4.40 | DUKE ORSINO | For women are as roses, whose fair flower |
103,845 | Twelfth Night | 15 | 2.4.41 | DUKE ORSINO | Being once display'd, doth fall that very hour. |
103,846 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 2.4.42 | VIOLA | And so they are: alas, that they are so, |
103,847 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 2.4.43 | VIOLA | To die, even when they to perfection grow! |
103,848 | Twelfth Night | 16 | null | VIOLA | Re-enter CURIO and Clown |
103,849 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.44 | DUKE ORSINO | O, fellow, come, the song we had last night. |
103,850 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.45 | DUKE ORSINO | Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain, |
103,851 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.46 | DUKE ORSINO | The spinsters and the knitters in the sun |
103,852 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.47 | DUKE ORSINO | And the free maids that weave their thread with bones |
103,853 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.48 | DUKE ORSINO | Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth, |
103,854 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.49 | DUKE ORSINO | And dallies with the innocence of love, |
103,855 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 2.4.50 | DUKE ORSINO | Like the old age. |
103,856 | Twelfth Night | 18 | 2.4.51 | Clown | Are you ready, sir? |
103,857 | Twelfth Night | 19 | 2.4.52 | DUKE ORSINO | Ay, prithee, sing. |
103,858 | Twelfth Night | 19 | null | DUKE ORSINO | Music |
103,859 | Twelfth Night | 19 | 2.4.53 | DUKE ORSINO | SONG. |
103,860 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.54 | Clown | Come away, come away, death, |
103,861 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.55 | Clown | And in sad cypress let me be laid, |
103,862 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.56 | Clown | Fly away, fly away breath, |
103,863 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.57 | Clown | I am slain by a fair cruel maid. |
103,864 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.58 | Clown | My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, |
103,865 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.59 | Clown | O, prepare it! |
103,866 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.60 | Clown | My part of death, no one so true |
103,867 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.61 | Clown | Did share it. |
103,868 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.62 | Clown | Not a flower, not a flower sweet |
103,869 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.63 | Clown | On my black coffin let there be strown, |
103,870 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.64 | Clown | Not a friend, not a friend greet |
103,871 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.65 | Clown | My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: |
103,872 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.66 | Clown | A thousand thousand sighs to save, |
103,873 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.67 | Clown | Lay me, O, where |
103,874 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.68 | Clown | Sad true lover never find my grave, |
103,875 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 2.4.69 | Clown | To weep there! |
103,876 | Twelfth Night | 21 | 2.4.70 | DUKE ORSINO | There's for thy pains. |
103,877 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 2.4.71 | Clown | No pains, sir: I take pleasure in singing, sir. |
103,878 | Twelfth Night | 23 | 2.4.72 | DUKE ORSINO | I'll pay thy pleasure then. |
103,879 | Twelfth Night | 24 | 2.4.73 | Clown | Truly, sir, and pleasure will be paid, one time or another. |
103,880 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 2.4.74 | DUKE ORSINO | Give me now leave to leave thee. |
103,881 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 2.4.75 | Clown | Now, the melancholy god protect thee, and the |
103,882 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 2.4.76 | Clown | tailor make thy doublet of changeable taffeta, for |
103,883 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 2.4.77 | Clown | thy mind is a very opal. I would have men of such |
103,884 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 2.4.78 | Clown | constancy put to sea, that their business might be |
103,885 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 2.4.79 | Clown | every thing and their intent every where, for that's |
103,886 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 2.4.80 | Clown | it that always makes a good voyage of nothing. Farewell. |
103,887 | Twelfth Night | 26 | null | Clown | Exit |
103,888 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.81 | DUKE ORSINO | Let all the rest give place. |
103,889 | Twelfth Night | 27 | null | DUKE ORSINO | CURIO and Attendants retire |
103,890 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.82 | DUKE ORSINO | Once more, Cesario, |
103,891 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.83 | DUKE ORSINO | Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty: |
103,892 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.84 | DUKE ORSINO | Tell her, my love, more noble than the world, |
103,893 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.85 | DUKE ORSINO | Prizes not quantity of dirty lands, |
103,894 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.86 | DUKE ORSINO | The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her, |
103,895 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.87 | DUKE ORSINO | Tell her, I hold as giddily as fortune, |
103,896 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.88 | DUKE ORSINO | But 'tis that miracle and queen of gems |
103,897 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 2.4.89 | DUKE ORSINO | That nature pranks her in attracts my soul. |
103,898 | Twelfth Night | 28 | 2.4.90 | VIOLA | But if she cannot love you, sir? |
103,899 | Twelfth Night | 29 | 2.4.91 | DUKE ORSINO | I cannot be so answer'd. |
103,900 | Twelfth Night | 30 | 2.4.92 | VIOLA | Sooth, but you must. |
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