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2,800 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | O, ’twill be admirable! | false | [] |
2,801 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Before me, she’s a good wench. | false | [] |
2,802 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I was adored once, too. | false | [] |
2,803 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | If I cannot recover your niece, I am a foul way out. | false | [] |
2,804 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | If I do not, never trust me, take it how you will. | false | [] |
2,805 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | An we do not, it is pity of our lives. | false | [] |
2,806 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | ’Slight, I could so beat the rogue! | false | [] |
2,807 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Pistol him, pistol him! | false | [] |
2,808 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Fie on him, Jezebel! | false | [] |
2,809 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | That’s me, I warrant you. | false | [] |
2,810 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I knew ’twas I, for many do call me fool. | false | [] |
2,811 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Her c’s, her u’s, and her t’s. Why that? | false | [] |
2,812 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | So could I too. | false | [] |
2,813 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Nor I neither. | false | [] |
2,814 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Or o’ mine either? | false | [] |
2,815 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I’ faith, or I either? | false | [] |
2,816 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I’ll make one, too. | false | [] |
2,817 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Dieu vous garde, monsieur. | false | [] |
2,818 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I hope, sir, you are, and I am yours. | false | [] |
2,819 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | That youth’s a rare courtier. “ Rain odors,” well. | false | [] |
2,820 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | “ Odors,” “ pregnant,” and “ vouchsafed.” I’ll get ’em all three all ready. | false | [] |
2,821 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | No, faith, I’ll not stay a jot longer. | false | [] |
2,822 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Marry, I saw your niece do more favors to the Count’s servingman than ever she bestowed upon me. I saw ’t i’ th’ orchard. | false | [] |
2,823 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | As plain as I see you now. | false | [] |
2,824 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | ’Slight, will you make an ass o’ me? | false | [] |
2,825 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | An ’t be any way, it must be with valor, for policy I hate. I had as lief be a Brownist as a politician. | false | [] |
2,826 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Will either of you bear me a challenge to him? | false | [] |
2,827 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Where shall I find you? | false | [] |
2,828 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Here’s the challenge. Read it. I warrant there’s vinegar and pepper in ’t. | false | [] |
2,829 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Ay, is ’t. I warrant him. Do but read. | false | [] |
2,830 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Nay, let me alone for swearing. | false | [] |
2,831 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Pox on ’t! I’ll not meddle with him. | false | [] |
2,832 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Plague on ’t! An I thought he had been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I’d have seen him damned ere I’d have challenged him. Let him let the matter slip, and I’ll give him my horse, gray Capilet. | false | [] |
2,833 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Pray God he keep his oath! | false | [] |
2,834 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Marry, will I, sir. And for that I promised you, I’ll be as good as my word. He will bear you easily, and reins well. | false | [] |
2,835 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | ’Slid, I’ll after him again and beat him. | false | [] |
2,836 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | An I do not— | false | [] |
2,837 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Now, sir, have I met you again? There’s for you. | false | [] |
2,838 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that. | false | [] |
2,839 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one presently to Sir Toby. | false | [] |
2,840 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Has broke my head across, and has given Sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too. For the love of God, your help! I had rather than forty pound I were at home. | false | [] |
2,841 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | The Count’s gentleman, one Cesario. We took him for a coward, but he’s the very devil incardinate. | false | [] |
2,842 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | ’Od’s lifelings, here he is!— You broke my head for nothing, and that that I did, I was set on to do ’t by Sir Toby. | false | [] |
2,843 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | If a bloody coxcomb be a hurt, you have hurt me. I think you set nothing by a bloody coxcomb. | false | [] |
2,844 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | Here comes Sir Toby halting. You shall hear more. But if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled you othergates than he did. | false | [] |
2,845 | Sir Andrew Aguecheek | AndrewAguecheek_TN | MALE | I’ll help you, Sir Toby, because we’ll be dressed together. | false | [] |
2,846 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Let her hang me. He that is well hanged in this world needs to fear no colors. | false | [] |
2,847 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | He shall see none to fear. | false | [] |
2,848 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Where, good Mistress Mary? | false | [] |
2,849 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Well, God give them wisdom that have it, and those that are Fools, let them use their talents. | false | [] |
2,850 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage, and, for turning away, let summer bear it out. | false | [] |
2,851 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Not so, neither, but I am resolved on two points. | false | [] |
2,852 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Apt, in good faith, very apt. Well, go thy way. If Sir Toby would leave drinking, thou wert as witty a piece of Eve’s flesh as any in Illyria. | false | [] |
2,853 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Wit, an ’t be thy will, put me into good fooling! Those wits that think they have thee do very oft prove fools, and I that am sure I lack thee may pass for a wise man. For what says Quinapalus? “ Better a witty Fool than a foolish wit.”— God bless thee, lady! | false | [] |
2,854 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Do you not hear, fellows? Take away the Lady. | false | [] |
2,855 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Two faults, madonna, that drink and good counsel will amend. For give the dry Fool drink, then is the Fool not dry. Bid the dishonest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest; if he cannot, let the botcher mend him. Anything that’s mended is but patched; virtue that transgresses is but patched with sin, ... | false | [] |
2,856 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Misprision in the highest degree! Lady, cucullus non facit monachum. That’s as much to say as, I wear not motley in my brain. Good madonna, give me leave to prove you a fool. | false | [] |
2,857 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Dexteriously, good madonna. | false | [] |
2,858 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I must catechize you for it, madonna. Good my mouse of virtue, answer me. | false | [] |
2,859 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Good madonna, why mourn’st thou? | false | [] |
2,860 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I think his soul is in hell, madonna. | false | [] |
2,861 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | The more fool, madonna, to mourn for your brother’s soul, being in heaven. Take away the fool, gentlemen. | false | [] |
2,862 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity, for the better increasing your folly! Sir Toby will be sworn that I am no fox, but he will not pass his word for twopence that you are no fool. | false | [] |
2,863 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Now Mercury endue thee with leasing, for thou speak’st well of Fools! | false | [] |
2,864 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Thou hast spoke for us, madonna, as if thy eldest son should be a Fool, whose skull Jove cram with brains, for— here he comes— one of thy kin has a most weak pia mater. | false | [] |
2,865 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Good Sir Toby. | false | [] |
2,866 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman. One draught above heat makes him a fool, the second mads him, and a third drowns him. | false | [] |
2,867 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | He is but mad yet, madonna, and the Fool shall look to the madman. | false | [] |
2,868 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | How now, my hearts? Did you never see the picture of “ We Three”? | false | [] |
2,869 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I did impeticos thy gratillity, for Malvolio’s nose is no whipstock, my lady has a white hand, and the Myrmidons are no bottle-ale houses. | false | [] |
2,870 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Would you have a love song or a song of good life? | false | [] |
2,871 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | O mistress mine, where are you roaming? | false | [] |
2,872 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | O, stay and hear! Your truelove’s coming, | false | [] |
2,873 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | That can sing both high and low. | false | [] |
2,874 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Trip no further, pretty sweeting. | false | [] |
2,875 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Journeys end in lovers meeting, | false | [] |
2,876 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Every wise man’s son doth know. | false | [] |
2,877 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | What is love? ’Tis not hereafter. | false | [] |
2,878 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Present mirth hath present laughter. | false | [] |
2,879 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | What’s to come is still unsure. | false | [] |
2,880 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | In delay there lies no plenty, | false | [] |
2,881 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty. | false | [] |
2,882 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Youth’s a stuff will not endure. | false | [] |
2,883 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | By ’r Lady, sir, and some dogs will catch well. | false | [] |
2,884 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | “ Hold thy peace, thou knave,” knight? I shall be constrained in ’t to call thee “ knave,” knight. | false | [] |
2,885 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I shall never begin if I hold my peace. | false | [] |
2,886 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Beshrew me, the knight’s in admirable fooling. | false | [] |
2,887 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | His eyes do show his days are almost done. | false | [] |
2,888 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Sir Toby, there you lie. | false | [] |
2,889 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | What an if you do? | false | [] |
2,890 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | O no, no, no, no, you dare not. | false | [] |
2,891 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i’ th’ mouth, too. | false | [] |
2,892 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Are you ready, sir? | false | [] |
2,893 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Come away, come away, death, | false | [] |
2,894 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | And in sad cypress let me be laid. | false | [] |
2,895 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Fly away, fly away, breath, | false | [] |
2,896 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I am slain by a fair cruel maid. | false | [] |
2,897 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, | false | [] |
2,898 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | O, prepare it! | false | [] |
2,899 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | My part of death, no one so true | false | [] |
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