Twelfth Night

Twelfth Night

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  • Do I stand there? I never had a brother, Nor can there be that deity in my nature Of here and everywhere. I had a sister, Whom the blind waves surges have devoured. Of charity, what kin are you to me? What countryman? What name? What Parentage?
  • Of Messaline. Sebastian was my father. Such a Sebastian was my brother, too. So went he suited to his watery tomb. If spirits can assume both form and suit, You come fright us.
  • A spirit I am indeed, But am in that dimension grossly clad Which from the womb I did participate.  Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, I should my tears let fall upon your cheek  And say "Thrice welcome, drowned Viola."
  • And so did mine.
  • And died that day when Viola from her birth Had numbered thirteen years.
  • My father had a mole upon his brow
  • If nothing lets to make us happy both but this my masculine usurpted attire, Do not embrace me till each circumstance Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump That I am Viola: which to confirm,
  • O, that record is lively in my soul! He finished indeed his mortal act That day that made my sister thirteen years.
  • I'll bring you to a captain in this town, Where lie my maiden weeds; by whose gentle help I was preserved to serve this noble count.  All that occurrence of my fortune since Hath been between this lady and this lord.
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