My name is Sebastian. My father left behind him myself and a sister. But you, sir, altered that, for some hour before oyu took me from the breach of the sea was my sister drowned. Let me be your servant.
I have many enemies in Orsino's court, Else would I very shortly see thee there - but come what may, I do adore thee so that danger shall seem sport, and I will go!
I left no ring with her. Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her!
Do't, knight, I'll write thee a challenge. Or I'll deliver thy indignation to him by word of mouth.
My masters, are you mad? Or what are you? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
'Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's a-hungry, to challenge him the field and then to break promise with him and make a fool of him.
He shall think by the letters that thou wilt drop that they come from my niece, and that she's in love with him.
I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of love. I can write very like my lady, oyur niece.
Once more, Cesario. Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty. Tell her my love.
By my life, this is my lady's hand. Her very phrases....I will smaile. I will do everything that thou wilt have me.