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2,300 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | The nonpareil of beauty. | false | [] |
2,301 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | With adorations, fertile tears, | false | [] |
2,302 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire. | false | [] |
2,303 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | If I did love you in my master’s flame, | false | [] |
2,304 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | With such a suff’ring, such a deadly life, | false | [] |
2,305 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | In your denial I would find no sense. | false | [] |
2,306 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I would not understand it. | false | [] |
2,307 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Make me a willow cabin at your gate | false | [] |
2,308 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And call upon my soul within the house, | false | [] |
2,309 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Write loyal cantons of contemnèd love | false | [] |
2,310 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And sing them loud even in the dead of night, | false | [] |
2,311 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Hallow your name to the reverberate hills | false | [] |
2,312 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And make the babbling gossip of the air | false | [] |
2,313 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Cry out “ Olivia!” O, you should not rest | false | [] |
2,314 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Between the elements of air and earth | false | [] |
2,315 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | But you should pity me. | false | [] |
2,316 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Above my fortunes, yet my state is well. | false | [] |
2,317 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I am a gentleman. | false | [] |
2,318 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I am no fee’d post, lady. Keep your purse. | false | [] |
2,319 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | My master, not myself, lacks recompense. | false | [] |
2,320 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Love make his heart of flint that you shall love, | false | [] |
2,321 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And let your fervor, like my master’s, be | false | [] |
2,322 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Placed in contempt. Farewell, fair cruelty. | false | [] |
2,323 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Even now, sir. On a moderate pace I have since arrived but hither. | false | [] |
2,324 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | She took the ring of me. I’ll none of it. | false | [] |
2,325 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I left no ring with her. What means this lady? | false | [] |
2,326 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her! | false | [] |
2,327 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | She made good view of me, indeed so much | false | [] |
2,328 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | That methought her eyes had lost her tongue, | false | [] |
2,329 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | For she did speak in starts distractedly. | false | [] |
2,330 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | She loves me, sure! The cunning of her passion | false | [] |
2,331 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Invites me in this churlish messenger. | false | [] |
2,332 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | None of my lord’s ring? Why, he sent her none! | false | [] |
2,333 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I am the man. If it be so, as ’tis, | false | [] |
2,334 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Poor lady, she were better love a dream. | false | [] |
2,335 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness | false | [] |
2,336 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Wherein the pregnant enemy does much. | false | [] |
2,337 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | How easy is it for the proper false | false | [] |
2,338 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | In women’s waxen hearts to set their forms! | false | [] |
2,339 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we, | false | [] |
2,340 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | For such as we are made of, such we be. | false | [] |
2,341 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly, | false | [] |
2,342 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And I, poor monster, fond as much on him, | false | [] |
2,343 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me. | false | [] |
2,344 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | What will become of this? As I am man, | false | [] |
2,345 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | My state is desperate for my master’s love. | false | [] |
2,346 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | As I am woman ( now, alas the day!), | false | [] |
2,347 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe! | false | [] |
2,348 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | O Time, thou must untangle this, not I. | false | [] |
2,349 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | It is too hard a knot for me t’ untie. | false | [] |
2,350 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | It gives a very echo to the seat | false | [] |
2,351 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Where love is throned. | false | [] |
2,352 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | A little, by your favor. | false | [] |
2,353 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Of your complexion. | false | [] |
2,354 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | About your years, my lord. | false | [] |
2,355 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I think it well, my lord. | false | [] |
2,356 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And so they are. Alas, that they are so, | false | [] |
2,357 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | To die even when they to perfection grow! | false | [] |
2,358 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | But if she cannot love you, sir— | false | [] |
2,359 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Sooth, but you must. | false | [] |
2,360 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Say that some lady, as perhaps there is, | false | [] |
2,361 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Hath for your love as great a pang of heart | false | [] |
2,362 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | As you have for Olivia. You cannot love her; | false | [] |
2,363 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | You tell her so. Must she not then be answered? | false | [] |
2,364 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Ay, but I know— | false | [] |
2,365 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Too well what love women to men may owe. | false | [] |
2,366 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | In faith, they are as true of heart as we. | false | [] |
2,367 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | My father had a daughter loved a man | false | [] |
2,368 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, | false | [] |
2,369 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I should your Lordship. | false | [] |
2,370 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | A blank, my lord. She never told her love, | false | [] |
2,371 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | But let concealment, like a worm i’ th’ bud, | false | [] |
2,372 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, | false | [] |
2,373 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And with a green and yellow melancholy | false | [] |
2,374 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | She sat like Patience on a monument, | false | [] |
2,375 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? | false | [] |
2,376 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | We men may say more, swear more, but indeed | false | [] |
2,377 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Our shows are more than will; for still we prove | false | [] |
2,378 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Much in our vows but little in our love. | false | [] |
2,379 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I am all the daughters of my father’s house, | false | [] |
2,380 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And all the brothers, too— and yet I know not. | false | [] |
2,381 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Sir, shall I to this lady? | false | [] |
2,382 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Save thee, friend, and thy music. Dost thou live by thy tabor? | false | [] |
2,383 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Art thou a churchman? | false | [] |
2,384 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | So thou mayst say the king lies by a beggar if a beggar dwell near him, or the church stands by thy tabor if thy tabor stand by the church. | false | [] |
2,385 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Nay, that’s certain. They that dally nicely with words may quickly make them wanton. | false | [] |
2,386 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Why, man? | false | [] |
2,387 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Thy reason, man? | false | [] |
2,388 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I warrant thou art a merry fellow and car’st for nothing. | false | [] |
2,389 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Art not thou the Lady Olivia’s Fool? | false | [] |
2,390 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I saw thee late at the Count Orsino’s. | false | [] |
2,391 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Nay, an thou pass upon me, I’ll no more with thee. Hold, there’s expenses for thee. | false | [] |
2,392 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | By my troth I’ll tell thee, I am almost sick for one, though I would not have it grow on my chin.— Is thy lady within? | false | [] |
2,393 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | Yes, being kept together and put to use. | false | [] |
2,394 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | I understand you, sir. ’Tis well begged. | false | [] |
2,395 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | This fellow is wise enough to play the Fool, | false | [] |
2,396 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And to do that well craves a kind of wit. | false | [] |
2,397 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | He must observe their mood on whom he jests, | false | [] |
2,398 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | The quality of persons, and the time, | false | [] |
2,399 | Viola Cesario | Viola_TN | FEMALE | And, like the haggard, check at every feather | false | [] |
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