Act II
Updated: 5/22/2020
Act II
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  • I do adore thee so, That danger shall seem sport, and I will go.
  • I shall crave of you your leave that i may bear my evils alone.
  • None of my lord's ring!why... And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
  • She will none of him
  • Excellent! Why, this is the best fooling, when all is done.
  • Sir Toby, be patient for tonight... she is much out of quiet.
  • Thou'rt a scholar; let us therefore eat and drink
  • My masters, are you mad? or what are you? Have ye no wit, manners, nor honesty
  • But if she cannot love you, sir.
  • There is no woman's sides. Can bide the beating of so strong a position
  • Lay me, O, where sad true lover never find my grave.
  • Having been there months married to her.
  • Slight I could so beat the rogue!
  • Contemptation makes a rare turkey-cock of him.
  • For the love of mockery; for I know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of him.
  • Here's and overweening rogue.
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