Speeches (Lines) for Viola
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What country, friends, is this? |
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And what should I do in Illyria?
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O my poor brother! and so perchance may he be. |
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For saying so, there's gold:
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Who governs here? |
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What is the name? |
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Orsino! I have heard my father name him:
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What's she? |
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O that I served that lady
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There is a fair behavior in thee, captain;
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I thank thee: lead me on. |
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You either fear his humour or my negligence, that
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I thank you. Here comes the count. |
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On your attendance, my lord; here. |
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Sure, my noble lord,
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Say I do speak with her, my lord, what then? |
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I think not so, my lord. |
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I'll do my best
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The honourable lady of the house, which is she? |
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Most radiant, exquisite and unmatchable beauty,—I
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I can say little more than I have studied, and that
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No, my profound heart: and yet, by the very fangs
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Most certain, if you are she, you do usurp
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Alas, I took great pains to study it, and 'tis poetical. |
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No, good swabber; I am to hull here a little
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It alone concerns your ear. I bring no overture of
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The rudeness that hath appeared in me have I
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Most sweet lady,— |
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In Orsino's bosom. |
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To answer by the method, in the first of his heart. |
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Good madam, let me see your face. |
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Excellently done, if God did all. |
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'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white
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I see you what you are, you are too proud;
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With adorations, fertile tears,
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If I did love you in my master's flame,
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Make me a willow cabin at your gate,
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Above my fortunes, yet my state is well:
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I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your purse:
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Even now, sir; on a moderate pace I have since
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She took the ring of me: I'll none of it. |
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I left no ring with her: what means this lady?
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It gives a very echo to the seat
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A little, by your favour. |
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Of your complexion. |
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About your years, my lord. |
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I think it well, my lord. |
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And so they are: alas, that they are so;
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But if she cannot love you, sir? |
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Sooth, but you must.
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Ay, but I know— |
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Too well what love women to men may owe:
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A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
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I am all the daughters of my father's house,
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Save thee, friend, and thy music: dost thou live by
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Art thou a churchman? |
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So thou mayst say, the king lies by a beggar, if a
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Nay, that's certain; they that dally nicely with
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Why, man? |
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Thy reason, man? |
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I warrant thou art a merry fellow and carest for nothing. |
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Art not thou the Lady Olivia's fool? |
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I saw thee late at the Count Orsino's. |
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Nay, an thou pass upon me, I'll no more with thee.
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By my troth, I'll tell thee, I am almost sick for
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Yes, being kept together and put to use. |
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I understand you, sir; 'tis well begged. |
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This fellow is wise enough to play the fool;
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And you, sir. |
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Et vous aussi; votre serviteur. |
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I am bound to your niece, sir; I mean, she is the
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My legs do better understand me, sir, than I
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I will answer you with gait and entrance. But we
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My matter hath no voice, to your own most pregnant
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My duty, madam, and most humble service. |
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Cesario is your servant's name, fair princess. |
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And he is yours, and his must needs be yours:
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Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts
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Dear lady,— |
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I pity you. |
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No, not a grize; for 'tis a vulgar proof,
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Then westward-ho! Grace and good disposition
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That you do think you are not what you are. |
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Then think you right: I am not what I am. |
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Would it be better, madam, than I am?
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By innocence I swear, and by my youth
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With the same 'havior that your passion bears
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Nothing but this; your true love for my master. |
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I will acquit you. |
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And you, sir. |
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You mistake, sir; I am sure no man hath any quarrel
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I pray you, sir, what is he? |
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I will return again into the house and desire some
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This is as uncivil as strange. I beseech you, do me
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Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter? |
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I beseech you, what manner of man is he? |
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I shall be much bound to you for't: I am one that
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[Aside] Pray God defend me! A little thing would
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I do assure you, 'tis against my will. |
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Pray, sir, put your sword up, if you please. |
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What money, sir?
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I know of none;
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Methinks his words do from such passion fly,
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He named Sebastian: I my brother know
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Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me. |
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He did me kindness, sir, drew on my side;
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How can this be? |
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Madam! |
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My lord would speak; my duty hushes me. |
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And I, most jocund, apt and willingly,
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After him I love
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Who does beguile you? who does do you wrong? |
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No, my lord, not I. |
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My lord, I do protest— |
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Why do you speak to me? I never hurt you:
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Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father;
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My father had a mole upon his brow. |
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And died that day when Viola from her birth
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If nothing lets to make us happy both
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And all those sayings will I overswear;
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The captain that did bring me first on shore
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