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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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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.
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2 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
192 |
Never in your life, I think; unless you see canary
put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit
than a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I am a
great eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit.
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3 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
214 |
She'll none o' the count: she'll not match above
her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I
have heard her swear't. Tut, there's life in't,
man.
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4 |
Twelfth Night
[I, 5] |
Viola |
554 |
If I did love you in my master's flame,
With such a suffering, such a deadly life,
In your denial I would find no sense;
I would not understand it.
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5 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Toby Belch |
706 |
A false conclusion: I hate it as an unfilled can.
To be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is
early: so that to go to bed after midnight is to go
to bed betimes. Does not our life consist of the
four elements?
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6 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Feste |
735 |
Would you have a love-song, or a song of good life?
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7 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 3] |
Sir Andrew Aguecheek |
737 |
Ay, ay: I care not for good life.
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8 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 4] |
Orsino |
912 |
Thou dost speak masterly:
My life upon't, young though thou art, thine eye
Hath stay'd upon some favour that it loves:
Hath it not, boy?
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9 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 5] |
Malvolio |
1111 |
By my life, this is my lady's hand these be her
very C's, her U's and her T's and thus makes she her
great P's. It is, in contempt of question, her hand.
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10 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 5] |
Malvolio |
1128 |
[Reads]
I may command where I adore;
But silence, like a Lucrece knife,
With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore:
M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.
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11 |
Twelfth Night
[II, 5] |
Malvolio |
1135 |
'M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.' Nay, but first, let
me see, let me see, let me see.
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12 |
Twelfth Night
[III, 4] |
Sir Toby Belch |
1774 |
You'll find it otherwise, I assure you: therefore,
if you hold your life at any price, betake you to
your guard; for your opposite hath in him what
youth, strength, skill and wrath can furnish man withal.
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13 |
Twelfth Night
[IV, 1] |
Olivia |
1995 |
Hold, Toby; on thy life I charge thee, hold!
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14 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Antonio |
2261 |
Orsino, noble sir,
Be pleased that I shake off these names you give me:
Antonio never yet was thief or pirate,
Though I confess, on base and ground enough,
Orsino's enemy. A witchcraft drew me hither:
That most ingrateful boy there by your side,
From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouth
Did I redeem; a wreck past hope he was:
His life I gave him and did thereto add
My love, without retention or restraint,
All his in dedication; for his sake
Did I expose myself, pure for his love,
Into the danger of this adverse town;
Drew to defend him when he was beset:
Where being apprehended, his false cunning,
Not meaning to partake with me in danger,
Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance,
And grew a twenty years removed thing
While one would wink; denied me mine own purse,
Which I had recommended to his use
Not half an hour before.
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15 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Viola |
2327 |
After him I love
More than I love these eyes, more than my life,
More, by all mores, than e'er I shall love wife.
If I do feign, you witnesses above
Punish my life for tainting of my love!
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16 |
Twelfth Night
[V, 1] |
Sebastian |
2460 |
[To OLIVIA] So comes it, lady, you have been mistook:
But nature to her bias drew in that.
You would have been contracted to a maid;
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived,
You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.
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