Or What You Will
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- IF FOOD BE THE EXCESS OF LOVE, PLAY ON, GIVE ME EXCESS OF IT, THAT, SURFEITING, THE APPETITE MAY SICKEN, AND SO DIE.
- A BROTHER'S DEAD LOVE, WHICH SHE WOULD KEEP FRESH AND LASTING, IN HER SAD REMEMBRANCE
- O MY POOR BROTHER! AND SO PERCHANCE MAY HE BE.
- TRUE, MADAM, AND TO COMFORT YOU WITH CHANCE, ASSURE YOURSELF, AFTER OUR SHIP DID SPLIT, I SAW YOUR BROTHER BING HIMSELF TO A STRONG MAST THAT LIV'D UPON THE SEA.
- 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.
- 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.
- SWEET SIR ANDREW! GOOD MISTRESS ACCOST, I DESIRE BETTER AQUAINTANCE.
- THOU KNOW'ST NO LESS BUT ALL: I HAVE UNCLASP'D TO THEE THE BOOK EVEN OF MY SECRET SOUL. THEREFORE, GOOD YOUTH, ADDRESS THEY GAIT UNTO HER, AND TELL THEM, THERE THY FIXED FOOT SHALL GROW TILL THOU HAVE AUDIENCE.
- I'LL DO MY BEST TO WOO YOUR LADY. YET, A BARFUL STRIFE! WHOE'ER I WOO, MYSELF WOULD BE HIS WIFE!
- YOUR LORD DOES KNOW MY MIND. I CANNOT LOVE HIM. YET I SUPPOSE HIM VIRTUOUS, KNOW HIM NOBLE, OF GREAT ESTATE, OF FRESH AND STAINLESS YOUTH; A GRACIOUS PERSON. BUT YET I CANNOT LOVE HIM; HE MIGHT HAVE TOOK HIS ANSWER LONG AGO.
- MY LORD AND MASTER LOVES YOU. OH, SUCH LOVE COULD BE BUT RECOMPENSED THOUGH YOU WERE CROWNED THE NONPAREIL OF BEAUTY.
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