Speeches (Lines) for Malvolio
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Yes, and shall do till the pangs of death shake him:
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I marvel your ladyship takes delight in such a
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Madam, yond young fellow swears he will speak with
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Has been told so; and he says, he'll stand at your
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Why, of mankind. |
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Of very ill manner; he'll speak with you, will you or no. |
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Not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for
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Gentlewoman, my lady calls. |
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Here, madam, at your service. |
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Madam, I will. |
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Were not you even now with the Countess Olivia? |
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She returns this ring to you, sir: you might have
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Come, sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and her
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My masters, are you mad? or what are you? Have ye
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Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me
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Is't even so? |
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This is much credit to you. |
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Mistress Mary, if you prized my lady's favour at any
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'Tis but fortune; all is fortune. Maria once told
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To be Count Malvolio! |
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There is example for't; the lady of the Strachy
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Having been three months married to her, sitting in
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Calling my officers about me, in my branched velvet
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And then to have the humour of state; and after a
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Seven of my people, with an obedient start, make
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I extend my hand to him thus, quenching my familiar
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Saying, 'Cousin Toby, my fortunes having cast me on
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'You must amend your drunkenness.' |
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'Besides, you waste the treasure of your time with
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'One Sir Andrew,'— |
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What employment have we here? |
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By my life, this is my lady's hand these be her
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[Reads] 'To the unknown beloved, this, and my good
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[Reads]
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[Reads]
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'M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.' Nay, but first, let
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'I may command where I adore.' Why, she may command
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M,—Malvolio; M,—why, that begins my name. |
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M,—but then there is no consonancy in the sequel;
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And then I comes behind. |
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M, O, A, I; this simulation is not as the former: and
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Sweet lady, ho, ho. |
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Sad, lady! I could be sad: this does make some
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Not black in my mind, though yellow in my legs. It
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To bed! ay, sweet-heart, and I'll come to thee. |
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At your request! yes; nightingales answer daws. |
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'Be not afraid of greatness:' 'twas well writ. |
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'Some are born great,'— |
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'Some achieve greatness,'— |
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'And some have greatness thrust upon them.' |
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'Remember who commended thy yellow stockings,'— |
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'And wished to see thee cross-gartered.' |
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'Go to thou art made, if thou desirest to be so;'— |
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'If not, let me see thee a servant still.' |
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O, ho! do you come near me now? no worse man than
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Go off; I discard you: let me enjoy my private: go
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Ah, ha! does she so? |
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Do you know what you say? |
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How now, mistress! |
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Sir! |
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My prayers, minx! |
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Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle shallow
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[Within] Who calls there? |
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Sir Topas, Sir Topas, good Sir Topas, go to my lady. |
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Sir Topas, never was man thus wronged: good Sir
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As hell, Sir Topas. |
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I am not mad, Sir Topas: I say to you, this house is dark. |
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I say, this house is as dark as ignorance, though
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That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird. |
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I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion. |
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Sir Topas, Sir Topas! |
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Fool! |
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Fool! |
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Fool, I say! |
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Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my
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Ay, good fool. |
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Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused: I
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They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness,
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Sir Topas! |
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Fool, fool, fool, I say! |
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Good fool, help me to some light and some paper: I
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By this hand, I am. Good fool, some ink, paper and
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Believe me, I am not; I tell thee true. |
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Fool, I'll requite it in the highest degree: I
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Madam, you have done me wrong,
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Lady, you have. Pray you, peruse that letter.
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I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. |
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