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2,900 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Did share it. | false | [] |
2,901 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Not a flower, not a flower sweet | false | [] |
2,902 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | On my black coffin let there be strown; | false | [] |
2,903 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Not a friend, not a friend greet | false | [] |
2,904 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | My poor corpse where my bones shall be thrown. | false | [] |
2,905 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | A thousand thousand sighs to save, | false | [] |
2,906 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Lay me, O, where | false | [] |
2,907 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Sad true lover never find my grave | false | [] |
2,908 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | To weep there. | false | [] |
2,909 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | No pains, sir. I take pleasure in singing, sir. | false | [] |
2,910 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Truly sir, and pleasure will be paid, one time or another. | false | [] |
2,911 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Now the melancholy god protect thee and the tailor make thy doublet of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is a very opal. I would have men of such constancy put to sea, that their business might be everything and their intent everywhere, for that’s it that always makes a good voyage of nothing. Farewell. | false | [] |
2,912 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | No, sir, I live by the church. | false | [] |
2,913 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | No such matter, sir. I do live by the church, for I do live at my house, and my house doth stand by the church. | false | [] |
2,914 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | You have said, sir. To see this age! A sentence is but a chev’ril glove to a good wit. How quickly the wrong side may be turned outward! | false | [] |
2,915 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I would therefore my sister had had no name, sir. | false | [] |
2,916 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Why, sir, her name’s a word, and to dally with that word might make my sister wanton. But, indeed, words are very rascals since bonds disgraced them. | false | [] |
2,917 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Troth, sir, I can yield you none without words, and words are grown so false I am loath to prove reason with them. | false | [] |
2,918 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Not so, sir. I do care for something. But in my conscience, sir, I do not care for you. If that be to care for nothing, sir, I would it would make you invisible. | false | [] |
2,919 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | No, indeed, sir. The Lady Olivia has no folly. She will keep no Fool, sir, till she be married, and Fools are as like husbands as pilchers are to herrings: the husband’s the bigger. I am indeed not her Fool but her corrupter of words. | false | [] |
2,920 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere. I would be sorry, sir, but the Fool should be as oft with your master as with my mistress. I think I saw your Wisdom there. | false | [] |
2,921 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Now Jove, in his next commodity of hair, send thee a beard! | false | [] |
2,922 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Would not a pair of these have bred, sir? | false | [] |
2,923 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I would play Lord Pandarus of Phrygia, sir, to bring a Cressida to this Troilus. | false | [] |
2,924 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | The matter I hope is not great, sir, begging but a beggar: Cressida was a beggar. My lady is within, sir. I will conster to them whence you come. Who you are and what you would are out of my welkin— I might say “ element,” but the word is overworn. | false | [] |
2,925 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you? | false | [] |
2,926 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Well held out, i’ faith. No, I do not know you, nor I am not sent to you by my lady to bid you come speak with her, nor your name is not Master Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so. | false | [] |
2,927 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Vent my folly? He has heard that word of some great man and now applies it to a Fool. Vent my folly? I am afraid this great lubber the world will prove a cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy strangeness and tell me what I shall vent to my lady. Shall I vent to her that thou art coming? | false | [] |
2,928 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give Fools money get themselves a good report— after fourteen years’ purchase. | false | [] |
2,929 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in some of your coats for twopence. | false | [] |
2,930 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Well, I’ll put it on and I will dissemble myself in ’t, and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good student, but to be said an honest man and a good housekeeper goes as fairly as to say a careful man and a great... | false | [] |
2,931 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Bonos dies, Sir Toby; for, as the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to a niece of King Gorboduc “ That that is, is,” so I, being Master Parson, am Master Parson; for what is “ that” but “ that” and “ is” but “ is”? | false | [] |
2,932 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | What ho, I say! Peace in this prison! | false | [] |
2,933 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Sir Topas the curate, who comes to visit Malvolio the lunatic. | false | [] |
2,934 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Out, hyperbolical fiend! How vexest thou this man! Talkest thou nothing but of ladies? | false | [] |
2,935 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most modest terms, for I am one of those gentle ones that will use the devil himself with courtesy. Sayst thou that house is dark? | false | [] |
2,936 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Why, it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes, and the clerestories toward the south-north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest thou of obstruction? | false | [] |
2,937 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Madman, thou errest. I say there is no darkness but ignorance, in which thou art more puzzled than the Egyptians in their fog. | false | [] |
2,938 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wildfowl? | false | [] |
2,939 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | What thinkst thou of his opinion? | false | [] |
2,940 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness. Thou shalt hold th’ opinion of Pythagoras ere I will allow of thy wits, and fear to kill a woodcock lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well. | false | [] |
2,941 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Nay, I am for all waters. | false | [] |
2,942 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Hey, Robin, jolly Robin, Tell me how thy lady does. | false | [] |
2,943 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | My lady is unkind, perdy. | false | [] |
2,944 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Alas, why is she so? | false | [] |
2,945 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | She loves another— Who calls, ha? | false | [] |
2,946 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Master Malvolio? | false | [] |
2,947 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits? | false | [] |
2,948 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in your wits than a Fool. | false | [] |
2,949 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Advise you what you say. The minister is here. Malvolio, Malvolio, thy wits the heavens restore. Endeavor thyself to sleep and leave thy vain bibble-babble. | false | [] |
2,950 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Maintain no words with him, good fellow. Who, I, sir? Not I, sir! God buy you, good Sir Topas. Marry, amen. I will, sir, I will. | false | [] |
2,951 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Alas, sir, be patient. What say you, sir? I am shent for speaking to you. | false | [] |
2,952 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Welladay that you were, sir! | false | [] |
2,953 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I will help you to ’t. But tell me true, are you not mad indeed, or do you but counterfeit? | false | [] |
2,954 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink. | false | [] |
2,955 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I am gone, sir, and anon, sir, | false | [] |
2,956 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | I’ll be with you again, | false | [] |
2,957 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | In a trice, like to the old Vice, | false | [] |
2,958 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Your need to sustain. | false | [] |
2,959 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Who with dagger of lath, in his rage and his wrath, | false | [] |
2,960 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Cries “ aha!” to the devil; | false | [] |
2,961 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Like a mad lad, “ Pare thy nails, dad! | false | [] |
2,962 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Adieu, goodman devil.” | false | [] |
2,963 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Good Master Fabian, grant me another request. | false | [] |
2,964 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Do not desire to see this letter. | false | [] |
2,965 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Ay, sir, we are some of her trappings. | false | [] |
2,966 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Truly, sir, the better for my foes and the worse for my friends. | false | [] |
2,967 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | No, sir, the worse. | false | [] |
2,968 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, and by my friends I am abused. So that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why then the worse for my friends and the bette... | false | [] |
2,969 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | By my troth, sir, no— though it please you to be one of my friends. | false | [] |
2,970 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | But that it would be double-dealing, sir, I would you could make it another. | false | [] |
2,971 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Put your grace in your pocket, sir, for this once, and let your flesh and blood obey it. | false | [] |
2,972 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Primo, secundo, tertio is a good play, and the old saying is, the third pays for all. The triplex, sir, is a good tripping measure, or the bells of Saint Bennet, sir, may put you in mind— one, two, three. | false | [] |
2,973 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come again. I go, sir, but I would not have you to think that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness. But, as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap. I will awake it anon. | false | [] |
2,974 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | O, he’s drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes were set at eight i’ th’ morning. | false | [] |
2,975 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Truly, madam, he holds Beelzebub at the stave’s end as well as a man in his case may do. Has here writ a letter to you. I should have given ’t you today morning. But as a madman’s epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much when they are delivered. | false | [] |
2,976 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Look then to be well edified, when the Fool delivers the madman. By the Lord, madam— | false | [] |
2,977 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | No, madam, I do but read madness. An your Ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow vox. | false | [] |
2,978 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | So I do, madonna. But to read his right wits is to read thus. Therefore, perpend, my princess, and give ear. | false | [] |
2,979 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Ay, madam. | false | [] |
2,980 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | Why, “ some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them.” I was one, sir, in this interlude, one Sir Topas, sir, but that’s all one. “ By the Lord, Fool, I am not mad”— but, do you remember “ Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal; an you smile not, he’s gagged”? And thus the ... | false | [] |
2,981 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | When that I was and a little tiny boy, | false | [] |
2,982 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, | false | [] |
2,983 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | A foolish thing was but a toy, | false | [] |
2,984 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | For the rain it raineth every day. | false | [] |
2,985 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | But when I came to man’s estate, | false | [] |
2,986 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, | false | [] |
2,987 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | ’Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, | false | [] |
2,988 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | For the rain it raineth every day. | false | [] |
2,989 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | But when I came, alas, to wive, | false | [] |
2,990 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, | false | [] |
2,991 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | By swaggering could I never thrive, | false | [] |
2,992 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | For the rain it raineth every day. | false | [] |
2,993 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | But when I came unto my beds, | false | [] |
2,994 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, | false | [] |
2,995 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | With tosspots still had drunken heads, | false | [] |
2,996 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | For the rain it raineth every day. | false | [] |
2,997 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | A great while ago the world begun, | false | [] |
2,998 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, | false | [] |
2,999 | Fool | Feste_TN | MALE | But that’s all one, our play is done, | false | [] |
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