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For he is but a bastard to the time
That doth not smack of observation.

      — King John, Act I Scene 1

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1

Twelfth Night
[I, 1]

Orsino

20

Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me.
[Enter VALENTINE]
How now! what news from her?

2

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.

3

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Viola

50

And what should I do in Illyria?
My brother he is in Elysium.
Perchance he is not drown'd: what think you, sailors?

4

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Captain

55

True, madam: and, to comfort you with chance,
Assure yourself, after our ship did split,
When you and those poor number saved with you
Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother,
Most provident in peril, bind himself,
Courage and hope both teaching him the practise,
To a strong mast that lived upon the sea;
Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,
I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves
So long as I could see.

5

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Captain

69

Ay, madam, well; for I was bred and born
Not three hours' travel from this very place.

6

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Viola

75

Orsino! I have heard my father name him:
He was a bachelor then.

7

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Captain

77

And so is now, or was so very late;
For but a month ago I went from hence,
And then 'twas fresh in murmur,—as, you know,
What great ones do the less will prattle of,—
That he did seek the love of fair Olivia.

8

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Viola

89

O that I served that lady
And might not be delivered to the world,
Till I had made mine own occasion mellow,
What my estate is!

9

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Viola

96

There is a fair behavior in thee, captain;
And though that nature with a beauteous wall
Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee
I will believe thou hast a mind that suits
With this thy fair and outward character.
I prithee, and I'll pay thee bounteously,
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid
For such disguise as haply shall become
The form of my intent. I'll serve this duke:
Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him:
It may be worth thy pains; for I can sing
And speak to him in many sorts of music
That will allow me very worth his service.
What else may hap to time I will commit;
Only shape thou thy silence to my wit.

10

Twelfth Night
[I, 2]

Viola

113

I thank thee: lead me on.

11

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

116

What a plague means my niece, to take the death of
her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.

12

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.

13

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Maria

128

That quaffing and drinking will undo you: I heard
my lady talk of it yesterday; and of a foolish
knight that you brought in one night here to be her wooer.

14

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

164

Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance.

15

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

169

By my troth, I would not undertake her in this
company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?

16

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

174

An you part so, mistress, I would I might never
draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have
fools in hand?

17

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Maria

177

Sir, I have not you by the hand.

18

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Maria

179

Now, sir, 'thought is free:' I pray you, bring
your hand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.

19

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?

20

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Maria

187

Ay, sir, I have them at my fingers' ends: marry,
now I let go your hand, I am barren.

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