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2,700 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | That quaffing and drinking will undo you. I heard my lady talk of it yesterday, and of a foolish knight that you brought in one night here to be her wooer. | false | [] |
2,701 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Ay, he. | false | [] |
2,702 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | What’s that to th’ purpose? | false | [] |
2,703 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Ay, but he’ll have but a year in all these ducats. He’s a very fool and a prodigal. | false | [] |
2,704 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | He hath indeed, almost natural, for, besides that he’s a fool, he’s a great quarreler, and, but that he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he hath in quarreling, ’tis thought among the prudent he would quickly have the gift of a grave. | false | [] |
2,705 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | They that add, moreover, he’s drunk nightly in your company. | false | [] |
2,706 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | And you too, sir. | false | [] |
2,707 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | My name is Mary, sir. | false | [] |
2,708 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Fare you well, gentlemen. | false | [] |
2,709 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Sir, I have not you by th’ hand. | false | [] |
2,710 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Now sir, thought is free. I pray you, bring your hand to th’ butt’ry bar and let it drink. | false | [] |
2,711 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | It’s dry, sir. | false | [] |
2,712 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | A dry jest, sir. | false | [] |
2,713 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers’ ends. Marry, now I let go your hand, I am barren. | false | [] |
2,714 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Nay, either tell me where thou hast been, or I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter in way of thy excuse. My lady will hang thee for thy absence. | false | [] |
2,715 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Make that good. | false | [] |
2,716 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | A good Lenten answer. I can tell thee where that saying was born, of “ I fear no colors.” | false | [] |
2,717 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | In the wars; and that may you be bold to say in your foolery. | false | [] |
2,718 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Yet you will be hanged for being so long absent. Or to be turned away, is not that as good as a hanging to you? | false | [] |
2,719 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | You are resolute, then? | false | [] |
2,720 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | That if one break, the other will hold, or if both break, your gaskins fall. | false | [] |
2,721 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Peace, you rogue. No more o’ that. Here comes my lady. Make your excuse wisely, you were best. | false | [] |
2,722 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Madam, there is at the gate a young gentleman much desires to speak with you. | false | [] |
2,723 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | I know not, madam. ’Tis a fair young man, and well attended. | false | [] |
2,724 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Sir Toby, madam, your kinsman. | false | [] |
2,725 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Will you hoist sail, sir? Here lies your way. | false | [] |
2,726 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | What a caterwauling do you keep here! If my lady have not called up her steward Malvolio and bid him turn you out of doors, never trust me. | false | [] |
2,727 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | For the love o’ God, peace! | false | [] |
2,728 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Nay, good Sir Toby. | false | [] |
2,729 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Go shake your ears! | false | [] |
2,730 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight. Since the youth of the Count’s was today with my lady, she is much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me alone with him. If I do not gull him into a nayword and make him a common recreation, do not think I have wit enough to lie straight in my bed. I know I can do it. | false | [] |
2,731 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Marry, sir, sometimes he is a kind of puritan. | false | [] |
2,732 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | The devil a puritan that he is, or anything constantly but a time-pleaser; an affectioned ass that cons state without book and utters it by great swaths; the best persuaded of himself, so crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his grounds of faith that all that look on him love him. And on that vice in hi... | false | [] |
2,733 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of love, wherein by the color of his beard, the shape of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find himself most feelingly personated. I can write very like my lady your niece; on a forgotten matter, we can hardly make... | false | [] |
2,734 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | My purpose is indeed a horse of that color. | false | [] |
2,735 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Ass, I doubt not. | false | [] |
2,736 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Sport royal, I warrant you. I know my physic will work with him. I will plant you two, and let the Fool make a third, where he shall find the letter. Observe his construction of it. For this night, to bed, and dream on the event. Farewell. | false | [] |
2,737 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Get you all three into the boxtree. Malvolio’s coming down this walk. He has been yonder i’ the sun practicing behavior to his own shadow this half hour. Observe him, for the love of mockery, for I know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of him. Close, in the name of jesting! Lie thou there for here comes the ... | false | [] |
2,738 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Nay, but say true, does it work upon him? | false | [] |
2,739 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | If you will then see the fruits of the sport, mark his first approach before my lady. He will come to her in yellow stockings, and ’tis a color she abhors, and cross-gartered, a fashion she detests; and he will smile upon her, which will now be so unsuitable to her disposition, being addicted to a melancholy as she is,... | false | [] |
2,740 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | If you desire the spleen, and will laugh yourselves into stitches, follow me. Yond gull Malvolio is turned heathen, a very renegado; for there is no Christian that means to be saved by believing rightly can ever believe such impossible passages of grossness. He’s in yellow stockings. | false | [] |
2,741 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Most villainously, like a pedant that keeps a school i’ th’ church. I have dogged him like his murderer. He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies. You have not seen such a thing as ’tis. I can h... | false | [] |
2,742 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | He’s coming, madam, but in very strange manner. He is sure possessed, madam. | false | [] |
2,743 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | No, madam, he does nothing but smile. Your Ladyship were best to have some guard about you if he come, for sure the man is tainted in ’s wits. | false | [] |
2,744 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | How do you, Malvolio? | false | [] |
2,745 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Why appear you with this ridiculous boldness before my lady? | false | [] |
2,746 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! Did not I tell you? Sir Toby, my lady prays you to have a care of him. | false | [] |
2,747 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how he takes it at heart! Pray God he be not bewitched! | false | [] |
2,748 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Marry, and it shall be done tomorrow morning if I live. My lady would not lose him for more than I’ll say. | false | [] |
2,749 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | O Lord! | false | [] |
2,750 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Get him to say his prayers, good Sir Toby; get him to pray. | false | [] |
2,751 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | No, I warrant you, he will not hear of godliness. | false | [] |
2,752 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Nay, pursue him now, lest the device take air and taint. | false | [] |
2,753 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | The house will be the quieter. | false | [] |
2,754 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | You may have very fit occasion for ’t. He is now in some commerce with my lady and will by and by depart. | false | [] |
2,755 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Nay, I prithee, put on this gown and this beard; make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate. Do it quickly. I’ll call Sir Toby the whilst. | false | [] |
2,756 | Maria | Maria_TN | FEMALE | Thou mightst have done this without thy beard and gown. He sees thee not. | false | [] |
2,757 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Sir Toby Belch! How now, Sir Toby Belch? | false | [] |
2,758 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Bless you, fair shrew. | false | [] |
2,759 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | What’s that? | false | [] |
2,760 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance. | false | [] |
2,761 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Good Mistress Mary Accost— | false | [] |
2,762 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | By my troth, I would not undertake her in this company. Is that the meaning of “ accost”? | false | [] |
2,763 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | An you part so, mistress, I would I might never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have fools in hand? | false | [] |
2,764 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Marry, but you shall have, and here’s my hand. | false | [] |
2,765 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Wherefore, sweetheart? What’s your metaphor? | false | [] |
2,766 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Why, I think so. I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But what’s your jest? | false | [] |
2,767 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Are you full of them? | false | [] |
2,768 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Never in your life, I think, unless you see canary put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has. But I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit. | false | [] |
2,769 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | An I thought that, I’d forswear it. I’ll ride home tomorrow, Sir Toby. | false | [] |
2,770 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | What is “ pourquoi”? Do, or not do? I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in fencing, dancing, and bearbaiting. O, had I but followed the arts! | false | [] |
2,771 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Why, would that have mended my hair? | false | [] |
2,772 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | But it becomes me well enough, does ’t not? | false | [] |
2,773 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Faith, I’ll home tomorrow, Sir Toby. Your niece will not be seen, or if she be, it’s four to one she’ll none of me. The Count himself here hard by woos her. | false | [] |
2,774 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I’ll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o’ th’ strangest mind i’ th’ world. I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether. | false | [] |
2,775 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the degree of my betters, and yet I will not compare with an old man. | false | [] |
2,776 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Faith, I can cut a caper. | false | [] |
2,777 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | And I think I have the back-trick simply as strong as any man in Illyria. | false | [] |
2,778 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Ay, ’tis strong, and it does indifferent well in a dun-colored stock. Shall we set about some revels? | false | [] |
2,779 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Taurus? That’s sides and heart. | false | [] |
2,780 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Nay, by my troth, I know not. But I know to be up late is to be up late. | false | [] |
2,781 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Faith, so they say, but I think it rather consists of eating and drinking. | false | [] |
2,782 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Here comes the Fool, i’ faith. | false | [] |
2,783 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | By my troth, the Fool has an excellent breast. I had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg, and so sweet a breath to sing, as the Fool has.— In sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last night when thou spok’st of Pigrogromitus of the Vapians passing the equinoctial of Queubus. ’Twas very good, i’ faith. I s... | false | [] |
2,784 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Excellent! Why, this is the best fooling when all is done. Now, a song! | false | [] |
2,785 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | There’s a testril of me, too. If one knight give a— | false | [] |
2,786 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Ay, ay, I care not for good life. | false | [] |
2,787 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Excellent good, i’ faith! | false | [] |
2,788 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. | false | [] |
2,789 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Very sweet and contagious, i’ faith. | false | [] |
2,790 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | An you love me, let’s do ’t. I am dog at a catch. | false | [] |
2,791 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Most certain. Let our catch be “ Thou Knave.” | false | [] |
2,792 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | ’Tis not the first time I have constrained one to call me “ knave.” Begin, Fool. It begins “ Hold thy peace.” | false | [] |
2,793 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Good, i’ faith. Come, begin. | false | [] |
2,794 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Ay, he does well enough if he be disposed, and so do I, too. He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural. | false | [] |
2,795 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | ’Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man’s a-hungry, to challenge him the field and then to break promise with him and make a fool of him. | false | [] |
2,796 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | O, if I thought that, I’d beat him like a dog! | false | [] |
2,797 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I have no exquisite reason for ’t, but I have reason good enough. | false | [] |
2,798 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I have ’t in my nose, too. | false | [] |
2,799 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | And your horse now would make him an ass. | false | [] |
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