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104,301 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.144 | OLIVIA | O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful |
104,302 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.145 | OLIVIA | In the contempt and anger of his lip! |
104,303 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.146 | OLIVIA | A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon |
104,304 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.147 | OLIVIA | Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon. |
104,305 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.148 | OLIVIA | Cesario, by the roses of the spring, |
104,306 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.149 | OLIVIA | By maidhood, honour, truth and every thing, |
104,307 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.150 | OLIVIA | I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, |
104,308 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.151 | OLIVIA | Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide. |
104,309 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.152 | OLIVIA | Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, |
104,310 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.153 | OLIVIA | For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause, |
104,311 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.154 | OLIVIA | But rather reason thus with reason fetter, |
104,312 | Twelfth Night | 64 | 3.1.155 | OLIVIA | Love sought is good, but given unsought better. |
104,313 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 3.1.156 | VIOLA | By innocence I swear, and by my youth |
104,314 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 3.1.157 | VIOLA | I have one heart, one bosom and one truth, |
104,315 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 3.1.158 | VIOLA | And that no woman has, nor never none |
104,316 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 3.1.159 | VIOLA | Shall mistress be of it, save I alone. |
104,317 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 3.1.160 | VIOLA | And so adieu, good madam: never more |
104,318 | Twelfth Night | 65 | 3.1.161 | VIOLA | Will I my master's tears to you deplore. |
104,319 | Twelfth Night | 66 | 3.1.162 | OLIVIA | Yet come again, for thou perhaps mayst move |
104,320 | Twelfth Night | 66 | 3.1.163 | OLIVIA | That heart, which now abhors, to like his love. |
104,321 | Twelfth Night | 66 | null | OLIVIA | Exeunt |
104,322 | Twelfth Night | 66 | null | OLIVIA | SCENE II. OLIVIA's house. |
104,323 | Twelfth Night | 66 | null | OLIVIA | Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN |
104,324 | Twelfth Night | 1 | 3.2.1 | SIR ANDREW | No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer. |
104,325 | Twelfth Night | 2 | 3.2.2 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reason. |
104,326 | Twelfth Night | 3 | 3.2.3 | FABIAN | You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew. |
104,327 | Twelfth Night | 4 | 3.2.4 | SIR ANDREW | Marry, I saw your niece do more favours to the |
104,328 | Twelfth Night | 4 | 3.2.5 | SIR ANDREW | count's serving-man than ever she bestowed upon me, |
104,329 | Twelfth Night | 4 | 3.2.6 | SIR ANDREW | I saw't i' the orchard. |
104,330 | Twelfth Night | 5 | 3.2.7 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Did she see thee the while, old boy? tell me that. |
104,331 | Twelfth Night | 6 | 3.2.8 | SIR ANDREW | As plain as I see you now. |
104,332 | Twelfth Night | 7 | 3.2.9 | FABIAN | This was a great argument of love in her toward you. |
104,333 | Twelfth Night | 8 | 3.2.10 | SIR ANDREW | 'Slight, will you make an ass o' me? |
104,334 | Twelfth Night | 9 | 3.2.11 | FABIAN | I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the oaths of |
104,335 | Twelfth Night | 9 | 3.2.12 | FABIAN | judgment and reason. |
104,336 | Twelfth Night | 10 | 3.2.13 | SIR TOBY BELCH | And they have been grand-jury-men since before Noah |
104,337 | Twelfth Night | 10 | 3.2.14 | SIR TOBY BELCH | was a sailor. |
104,338 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.15 | FABIAN | She did show favour to the youth in your sight only |
104,339 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.16 | FABIAN | to exasperate you, to awake your dormouse valour, to |
104,340 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.17 | FABIAN | put fire in your heart and brimstone in your liver. |
104,341 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.18 | FABIAN | You should then have accosted her, and with some |
104,342 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.19 | FABIAN | excellent jests, fire-new from the mint, you should |
104,343 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.20 | FABIAN | have banged the youth into dumbness. This was |
104,344 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.21 | FABIAN | looked for at your hand, and this was balked: the |
104,345 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.22 | FABIAN | double gilt of this opportunity you let time wash |
104,346 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.23 | FABIAN | off, and you are now sailed into the north of my |
104,347 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.24 | FABIAN | lady's opinion, where you will hang like an icicle |
104,348 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.25 | FABIAN | on a Dutchman's beard, unless you do redeem it by |
104,349 | Twelfth Night | 11 | 3.2.26 | FABIAN | some laudable attempt either of valour or policy. |
104,350 | Twelfth Night | 12 | 3.2.27 | SIR ANDREW | An't be any way, it must be with valour, for policy |
104,351 | Twelfth Night | 12 | 3.2.28 | SIR ANDREW | I hate: I had as lief be a Brownist as a |
104,352 | Twelfth Night | 12 | 3.2.29 | SIR ANDREW | politician. |
104,353 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 3.2.30 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Why, then, build me thy fortunes upon the basis of |
104,354 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 3.2.31 | SIR TOBY BELCH | valour. Challenge me the count's youth to fight |
104,355 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 3.2.32 | SIR TOBY BELCH | with him, hurt him in eleven places: my niece shall |
104,356 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 3.2.33 | SIR TOBY BELCH | take note of it, and assure thyself, there is no |
104,357 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 3.2.34 | SIR TOBY BELCH | love-broker in the world can more prevail in man's |
104,358 | Twelfth Night | 13 | 3.2.35 | SIR TOBY BELCH | commendation with woman than report of valour. |
104,359 | Twelfth Night | 14 | 3.2.36 | FABIAN | There is no way but this, Sir Andrew. |
104,360 | Twelfth Night | 15 | 3.2.37 | SIR ANDREW | Will either of you bear me a challenge to him? |
104,361 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.38 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Go, write it in a martial hand, be curst and brief, |
104,362 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.39 | SIR TOBY BELCH | it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and fun |
104,363 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.40 | SIR TOBY BELCH | of invention: taunt him with the licence of ink: |
104,364 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.41 | SIR TOBY BELCH | if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall not be |
104,365 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.42 | SIR TOBY BELCH | amiss, and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of |
104,366 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.43 | SIR TOBY BELCH | paper, although the sheet were big enough for the |
104,367 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.44 | SIR TOBY BELCH | bed of Ware in England, set 'em down: go, about it. |
104,368 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.45 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou |
104,369 | Twelfth Night | 16 | 3.2.46 | SIR TOBY BELCH | write with a goose-pen, no matter: about it. |
104,370 | Twelfth Night | 17 | 3.2.47 | SIR ANDREW | Where shall I find you? |
104,371 | Twelfth Night | 18 | 3.2.48 | SIR TOBY BELCH | We'll call thee at the cubiculo: go. |
104,372 | Twelfth Night | 18 | null | SIR TOBY BELCH | Exit SIR ANDREW |
104,373 | Twelfth Night | 19 | 3.2.49 | FABIAN | This is a dear manikin to you, Sir Toby. |
104,374 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 3.2.50 | SIR TOBY BELCH | I have been dear to him, lad, some two thousand |
104,375 | Twelfth Night | 20 | 3.2.51 | SIR TOBY BELCH | strong, or so. |
104,376 | Twelfth Night | 21 | 3.2.52 | FABIAN | We shall have a rare letter from him: but you'll |
104,377 | Twelfth Night | 21 | 3.2.53 | FABIAN | not deliver't? |
104,378 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 3.2.54 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Never trust me, then, and by all means stir on the |
104,379 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 3.2.55 | SIR TOBY BELCH | youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes |
104,380 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 3.2.56 | SIR TOBY BELCH | cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were |
104,381 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 3.2.57 | SIR TOBY BELCH | opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as |
104,382 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 3.2.58 | SIR TOBY BELCH | will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of |
104,383 | Twelfth Night | 22 | 3.2.59 | SIR TOBY BELCH | the anatomy. |
104,384 | Twelfth Night | 23 | 3.2.60 | FABIAN | And his opposite, the youth, bears in his visage no |
104,385 | Twelfth Night | 23 | 3.2.61 | FABIAN | great presage of cruelty. |
104,386 | Twelfth Night | 23 | null | FABIAN | Enter MARIA |
104,387 | Twelfth Night | 24 | 3.2.62 | SIR TOBY BELCH | Look, where the youngest wren of nine comes. |
104,388 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 3.2.63 | MARIA | If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourself |
104,389 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 3.2.64 | MARIA | into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is |
104,390 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 3.2.65 | MARIA | turned heathen, a very renegado, for there is no |
104,391 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 3.2.66 | MARIA | Christian, that means to be saved by believing |
104,392 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 3.2.67 | MARIA | rightly, can ever believe such impossible passages |
104,393 | Twelfth Night | 25 | 3.2.68 | MARIA | of grossness. He's in yellow stockings. |
104,394 | Twelfth Night | 26 | 3.2.69 | SIR TOBY BELCH | And cross-gartered? |
104,395 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 3.2.70 | MARIA | Most villanously, like a pedant that keeps a school |
104,396 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 3.2.71 | MARIA | i' the church. I have dogged him, like his |
104,397 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 3.2.72 | MARIA | murderer. He does obey every point of the letter |
104,398 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 3.2.73 | MARIA | that I dropped to betray him: he does smile his |
104,399 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 3.2.74 | MARIA | face into more lines than is in the new map with the |
104,400 | Twelfth Night | 27 | 3.2.75 | MARIA | augmentation of the Indies: you have not seen such |
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