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Some jay of Italy,
Whose mother was her painting, hath betray'd him:
Poor I am stale, a garment out of fashion.

      — Cymbeline, Act III Scene 4

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1

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

124

Confine! I'll confine myself no finer than I am:
these clothes are good enough to drink in; and so be
these boots too: an they be not, let them hang
themselves in their own straps.

2

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

138

Fie, that you'll say so! he plays o' the
viol-de-gamboys, and speaks three or four languages
word for word without book, and hath all the good
gifts of nature.

3

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

164

Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.

4

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

166

Good Mistress Mary Accost,—

5

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

221

Art thou good at these kickshawses, knight?

6

Twelfth Night
[I, 4]

Orsino

258

Stand you a while aloof, Cesario,
Thou know'st no less but all; I have unclasp'd
To thee the book even of my secret soul:
Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her;
Be not denied access, stand at her doors,
And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow
Till thou have audience.

7

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Maria

301

Make that good.

8

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Maria

303

A good lenten answer: I can tell thee where that
saying was born, of 'I fear no colours.'

9

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

305

Where, good Mistress Mary?

10

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Maria

309

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?

11

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

311

Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage; and,
for turning away, let summer bear it out.

12

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

317

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.

13

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

323

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.'
[Enter OLIVIA with MALVOLIO]
God bless thee, lady!

14

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

334

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. Any thing
that's mended is but patched: virtue that
transgresses is but patched with sin; and sin that
amends is but patched with virtue. If that this
simple syllogism will serve, so; if it will not,
what remedy? As there is no true cuckold but
calamity, so beauty's a flower. The lady bade take
away the fool; therefore, I say again, take her away.

15

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

347

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.

16

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

352

Dexterously, good madonna.

17

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

354

I must catechise you for it, madonna: good my mouse
of virtue, answer me.

18

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

357

Good madonna, why mournest thou?

19

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

358

Good fool, for my brother's death.

20

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Feste

414

Good Sir Toby!

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