Speeches (Lines) for Antonio
in "Twelfth Night"

Total: 26

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

II,1,612

Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you?

2

II,1,632

Alas the day!

3

II,1,640

Pardon me, sir, your bad entertainment.

4

II,1,642

If you will not murder me for my love, let me be
your servant.

5

II,1,651

The gentleness of all the gods go with thee!
I have many enemies in Orsino's court,...

6

III,3,1492

I could not stay behind you: my desire,
More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth;...

7

III,3,1509

To-morrow, sir: best first go see your lodging.

8

III,3,1514

Would you'ld pardon me;
I do not without danger walk these streets:...

9

III,3,1520

The offence is not of such a bloody nature;
Albeit the quality of the time and quarrel...

10

III,3,1529

It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my purse.
In the south suburbs, at the Elephant,...

11

III,3,1535

Haply your eye shall light upon some toy
You have desire to purchase; and your store,...

12

III,3,1540

To the Elephant.

13

III,4,1860

Put up your sword. If this young gentleman
Have done offence, I take the fault on me:...

14

III,4,1864

One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more
Than you have heard him brag to you he will.

15

III,4,1877

You do mistake me, sir.

16

III,4,1881

I must obey.
[To VIOLA]...

17

III,4,1891

I must entreat of you some of that money.

18

III,4,1899

Will you deny me now?
Is't possible that my deserts to you...

19

III,4,1911

O heavens themselves!

20

III,4,1913

Let me speak a little. This youth that you see here
I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death,...

21

III,4,1919

But O how vile an idol proves this god
Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame....

22

III,4,1926

Lead me on.

23

V,1,2261

Orsino, noble sir,
Be pleased that I shake off these names you give me:...

24

V,1,2284

To-day, my lord; and for three months before,
No interim, not a minute's vacancy,...

25

V,1,2420

Sebastian are you?

26

V,1,2422

How have you made division of yourself?
An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin...

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