#
Result number
|
Work
The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets
are treated as single work with 154 parts.
|
Character
Indicates who said the line. If it's a play or sonnet,
the character name is "Poet."
|
Line
Shows where the line falls within the work.
The numbering is not keyed to any copyrighted numbering system found in a volume of
collected works (Arden, Oxford, etc.) The numbering starts at the beginning of the work, and does not
restart for each scene.
|
Text
The line's full text, with keywords highlighted
within it, unless highlighting has been disabled by the user.
|
1 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 1] |
Valentine |
28 |
So please my lord, I might not be admitted;
But from her handmaid do return this answer:
The element itself, till seven years' heat,
Shall not behold her face at ample view;
But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk
And water once a day her chamber round
With eye-offending brine: all this to season
A brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh
And lasting in her sad remembrance.
|
2 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
183 |
Why, I think so: I am not such an ass but I can
keep my hand dry. But what's your jest?
|
3 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Olivia |
488 |
It is the more like to be feigned: I pray you,
keep it in. I heard you were saucy at my gates,
and allowed your approach rather to wonder at you
than to hear you. If you be not mad, be gone; if
you have reason, be brief: 'tis not that time of
moon with me to make one in so skipping a dialogue.
|
4 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Viola |
577 |
I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your purse:
My master, not myself, lacks recompense.
Love make his heart of flint that you shall love;
And let your fervor, like my master's, be
Placed in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty.
|
5 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 1] |
Sebastian |
619 |
No, sooth, sir: my determinate voyage is mere
extravagancy. But I perceive in you so excellent a
touch of modesty, that you will not extort from me
what I am willing to keep in; therefore it charges
me in manners the rather to express myself. You
must know of me then, Antonio, my name is Sebastian,
which I called Roderigo. My father was that
Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know you have heard
of. He left behind him myself and a sister, both
born in an hour: if the heavens had been pleased,
would we had so ended! but you, sir, altered that;
for some hour before you took me from the breach of
the sea was my sister drowned.
|
6 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Maria |
772 |
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.
|
7 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
795 |
We did keep time, sir, in our catches. Sneck up!
|
8 |
Twelfth Night
[III, 1] |
Feste |
1265 |
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 pilchards are to
herrings; the husband's the bigger: I am indeed not
her fool, but her corrupter of words.
|
9 |
Twelfth Night
[III, 4] |
Fabian |
1705 |
Still you keep o' the windy side of the law: good.
|
10 |
Twelfth Night
[III, 4] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
1856 |
Pray God, he keep his oath!
|
11 |
Twelfth Night
[IV, 2] |
Malvolio |
2109 |
They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness,
send ministers to me, asses, and do all they can to
face me out of my wits.
|
12 |
Twelfth Night
[IV, 3] |
Olivia |
2174 |
Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well,
Now go with me and with this holy man
Into the chantry by: there, before him,
And underneath that consecrated roof,
Plight me the full assurance of your faith;
That my most jealous and too doubtful soul
May live at peace. He shall conceal it
Whiles you are willing it shall come to note,
What time we will our celebration keep
According to my birth. What do you say?
|
13 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Antonio |
2284 |
To-day, my lord; and for three months before,
No interim, not a minute's vacancy,
Both day and night did we keep company.
|
14 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Olivia |
2292 |
What would my lord, but that he may not have,
Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable?
Cesario, you do not keep promise with me.
|
15 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Olivia |
2342 |
Alas, it is the baseness of thy fear
That makes thee strangle thy propriety:
Fear not, Cesario; take thy fortunes up;
Be that thou know'st thou art, and then thou art
As great as that thou fear'st.
[Enter Priest]
O, welcome, father!
Father, I charge thee, by thy reverence,
Here to unfold, though lately we intended
To keep in darkness what occasion now
Reveals before 'tis ripe, what thou dost know
Hath newly pass'd between this youth and me.
|
16 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Viola |
2471 |
And all those sayings will I overswear;
And those swearings keep as true in soul
As doth that orbed continent the fire
That severs day from night.
|