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⊕    Timon of Athens
⊕    Titus Andronicus
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⊕    Twelfth Night
⊕    Two Gentlemen of Verona
⊕    Volpone
⊕    What You Will
⊕    Winter's Tale

Twelfth Night - Results found: 59

why dost thou not go to church in a galliard and come home in a coranto? My very walk should be a jig; I would not so much as make water but in a sink-a-pace
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN235-237), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
Will you hoist Sail, Sir? Here lies your way.
By Maria, in Twelfth Night (TLN496), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
make the babbling Gossip of the Air out 'Olivia!'.
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN566-567), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
Love at 1st sight.
How now! Even so quickly may one catch the plague?
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN589-590), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
--hungry as the sea & can digest as much.
By Orsino, in Twelfth Night (TLN987-988), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
-- we will fool (jeer) him black & blue
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1025), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
-- will laugh yourself into stiches
By Maria, in Twelfth Night (TLN1448), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
Tis beauty truly blent whose red and white
Nature's 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
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN530-535), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
Fare ye well at once, my bosom is full of kindness, and I am yet
so near the manners of my mother, that upon the least occasion more mine eyes will tell tales of me
By Sebastian, in Twelfth Night (TLN646-648), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write w looks like wt or wth in man. _BR
a goose-pen no matter
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1427-1428), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
Music
That strain again, it had a dying fall O it came ore my Ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of Violets Stealing and giving odor –
By Orsino, in Twelfth Night (TLN8-11), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
a blockheads defence of another blockhead
— Fie that you'll say so: he plays on the Viol de gamboys and speaks three or four languages word for word without book—
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN143-144), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
I would I had bestowed that time on the Tongues that I have in fencing dancing & bear-baiting O had I but followed the Arts
By Sir Andrew, in Twelfth Night (TLN206-207), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
the excellent constitution of thy leg
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN240-241), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
Ay tis strong, and does indifferent well in a flame colored stock
By Sir Andrew, in Twelfth Night (TLN242-243), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
Perseverance in Love
—Be not denied access stand at her door And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow till thou have Audience Be clamorous and leap all civil bound: Rather than make unprofited Return
By Orsino, in Twelfth Night (TLN265-266), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
Speech of the clown or fool of the Play
Wit an’t be thy will put me in good fooling those wits that think they have thee do very often prove fools and I that am sure I lack thee may pass for a wise man— for what says Quinapalus Better a witty fool than a foolish Wit—
By Clown, in Twelfth Night (TLN328-330), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
a Zesty old fellow of a speech of a Fool
I marvel your Ladyship takes delight in such a barren rascal. I saw him put down the other day with an ordinary fool, that has no more brain than a stone— look you now he is out of his guard already: unless you laugh and minister occasion to him he is gagged –I protest I take these wise men that crow so at these set kind of fools no better than the fools Zanies
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN375-380), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
Of a fools slander and a discreet mans Reproach
There is no slander in an allowed fool though he do nothing but rail: nor no railing in a known discreet man though he do nothing but reprove
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN385-387), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 36
 
Tell him he shall not speak with me
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN440), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37
 
Perseverance
has been told so: and he says he'll stand at your door like a sheriffs post and be the supporter to a Bench but he'll speak with you
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN441-442), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37
 
Some mollification for your giant sweet Lady
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN498), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37
 
Sure you have some hideous matter to deliver when the courtesy of it is so fearful
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN500-501), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37
 
The rudeness that hath appeared in me have I learned from my Entertainment what I am and what I would are as secret as a maidenhead. to your ears Divinity. to any others profanation
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN508-510), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37v
 
Of Beauty
Good Madam let me see your face
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN521-522), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37v
 
Excellently done if God did all
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN526-540), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 37v
 
Love
How does he love me
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN546-548), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Ill singing
squeak out your coziers' catches without any miti= gationmitigation or remorse of vice
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN789-790), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Come Come I'll go burn some sack it is too late to go to bed now---
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN880), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Music
--That piece of song That old and antique song we heard last night Methought it did relieve my passion much More than light airs, and recollected terms Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times
By Orsino, in Twelfth Night (TLN885-889), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Of Love
Thou dost speak masterly My life upon’t Young though thou art thine eye Hath stayed upon some favour that it loves
By Orsino, in Twelfth Night (TLN907-909), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Of Concealing it
----- She never told her Love But let concealment like a worm in the bud Feed on her damask Cheek: she pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like Patience in a Monument Smiling at grief –
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN999-1004), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
He has been yonder in the sun practicing behaviour to his own shadow this half hour observe him for the love of Mockery – for I know this letter will make a contem= plativecontemplative Idiot of him ---
By Maria, in Twelfth Night (TLN1034-1036), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
affectation of state
Seven of my people with an obedient start make out for him: I frown the while and perchance wind up my watch or play with my-- some rich jewel –
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1074-1076), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
I extend my hand to him thus quenching my familiar smile with an austere regard of control –
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1081-1081), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Saying Cousin Toby My fortunes having cast me on your niece gives me this prerogative of speech –
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1085-1086), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
You waste the treasure of your time with a foolish Knight
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1091-1094), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
It is in contempt of question her hand—
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1102), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
This is open I will be proud I will read politic authors. I will baffle Sir Toby I will wash of gross acquaintance –
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1165-1167), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
I will be strong stout in yellow stockings and crossgartered even with the swiftness of putting on.
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1173-1175), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
And further –
If thou entertainest my Love let it appear in thy smiling, thy smiles become thee well. therefore in my presence still smile – I thank thee I will smile
By Malvolio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1177-1180), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Of a fool
___________ This fellow is wise enough to play the fool And to do that well craves a kind of Wit He must observe their mood an when he jests The quality of persons and the Time
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN1272-1273), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
This is a practice As full of labour as a wise mans art
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN1276-1277), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Olivia:
The clock upbraids me with the waste of Time.
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN1345), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
There lies your way due West ----
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN1349), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Of Love
Oh what deal of scorn looks beautiful. In the contempt and anger of his lip: A murderous guilt shows not it self more soon. Than love that would seem hid.
By Olivia, in Twelfth Night (TLN1360-1363), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Of Instructions to a Coward to seem brave
Write it in a martial hand be cursed and brief it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and fun of invention: – taunt him with the license of ink. If thou thou’st him some thrice it shall not be amiss, and as many lies as will lie in thy sheet of paper.— although the sheet were big enough for the bed of Ware in England, set them down: go, about it. Let there be gall enough in thy Ink –
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1423-1428), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
So soon as ever thou seest him, draw, and as thou drawest, swear horrible for it comes to pass oft that a terrible oath with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him –
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1695-1699), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
This letter being so excellently ignorant will breed no terror. –
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1705-1706), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
drive the gentleman as I know his youth will aptly receive it into a most hideous opinions of his rage skill fury and impetuosity.
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1709-1710), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
To frighten a coward
Your opposite hath in him what youth skill strengthstrength, skill and wrath can furnish man withal
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1750-1757), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
His indignation derives itself out of a very competent injury therefore, get you on and give him his desires – Back you shall not to the house unless you undertake that towith me with which as much safety you might with him therefore on and strip your sword stark naked –
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1765-1770), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
He is indeed, sir the most skillful bloody and fatal opposite that you could meet with –
By Fabian, in Twelfth Night (TLN1784-1785), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Plague ont! if I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in Fence I'ld have seen him damned ere I would have challenged him. Let him let the matter slip and I'll give him my horse grey Capilet—
By Sir Andrew, in Twelfth Night (TLN1802-1804), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
--I hate Ingratitude more in a man Than lying vainness, babbling, drunkenness Or any taint of Vice where strong compliance Inhabits our frail blood –
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN1872-1876), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
A Coward a most devout coward religious in it
By Fabian, in Twelfth Night (TLN1910), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
relieved him with such sanctity of Love And to his image which me thought did promise Most venerable worth did I devotion ---
By Antonio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1881-1883), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
But oh how vile an Idol proves this God Thou hast Sebastion done good feature Shame
By Antonio, in Twelfth Night (TLN1885-1886), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Of putting on a parsons gown
----- I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good student
By Clown, in Twelfth Night (TLN1991-1994), William Shakespeare
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38