Twelfth Night
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- Dia: 1
- I'm sorry, my lord, Olivia is not interested in love. she is mourning her brothers death for the next 7 years
- If music be the food of love play on give me excess of it
- Dia: 2
- 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 in the practice to a strong mast that lived upon the sea where like Arion on the dolphins back I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves so long as I could see.
- I cant believe I survived the shipwreck but I hope my brother is still alive. Where shall I go?
- Dia: 3
- Who governs here?
- A noble duke in nature as in name
- be you his eunuch, and your mute I'll be. When my tongue blabs then let mine eyes not see
- What should I do in Illyria?
- Dia: 4
- By my troth sir Toby you must come home earlier O' nights. Your cousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to your Ill hours
- Well I don't care what Olivia thinks of me I found her a knight Sir Andrew Arguecheck
- Dia: 5
- Hes a tall a man as anys in Illyria
- I heard Olivia say what a fool he is!
- Dia: 6
- she secretly thinks to herself I want to marry this man because I love him
- Cesario thou know'st no less but all. I have unclasped to thee book even of my secret soul. therefore good youth address they gait unto her be not denied access, stand at her doors, and tell them there thu fixed foot shall grow till thou have audience
- I'll do my very best to woo olivia for you.
- Dia: 7
- Give me my veil. Come, throw it o'er my face. We'll once more hear Orsino embassy
- Tis beauty truly bent, whose red and white natures own sweet and cunning hand laid on. Lady you are the cruel'st she alive if you will lead these graces to the grave and leave the world no copy.
- Dia: 8
- I am no fee'd post lady keep your purse. my master not myself, lacks recompense. Love make his heart of flint that you shall love, and let your fervor like my masters be placed in contempt. farewell, fair cruelty.
- Your lord knows I can't love him. I heard he is a gentleman but he should have accepted my answer long ago.
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