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My niece is already in the belief that he's mad .
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Here comes the lady .
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Welcome , gentlemen !
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Put it together with something else .
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Romeo .
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So to be banished from Verona is like being banished from the world , and being banished from the world is death .
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She took the ring of me .
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Here's money for you .
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This will so fright them both that they will kill one another by the look , like cockatrices .
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Tis all one .
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I'd bet my life that , as young as you are , you've fallen in love with someone .
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Well , Susan is with God .
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He has heard that word of some great man and now applies it to a fool .
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Tis not so sweet now as it was before .
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But , if you were the devil , you are fair .
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He is not the flower of courtesy , but , I'll warrant him , as gentle as a lamb .
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Andrew Aguecheek"
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I'm locked up in a prison and deprived of food .
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I had rather than forty pound I were at home .
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To him in thine own voice , and bring me word how thou findest him .
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But oh , what a deceiver he turned out to be !
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Summertime in Verona has no flower as fine as him .
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If you're the lady of the house , then it's true you're stealing your role , because what's yours to give away is not yours to keep for yourself .
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Come , come away .
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Here lies your way .
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I'm not like you .
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Don't " Yes , Nurse , what about that ?
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Serve God .
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What shall you ask of me that I'll deny , That honor , saved , may upon asking give ?
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Wert thou as young as I , Juliet thy love , An hour but married , Tybalt murdered , Doting like me , and like me banished , Then mightst thou speak , then mightst thou tear thy hair And fall upon the ground , as I do now , Taking the measure of an unmade grave .
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Go shake your ears !
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Bondage is hoarse , and may not speak aloud , Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies , And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine , With repetition of "My Romeo ! " It is my soul that calls upon my name .
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Madam , Count Orsino's young messenger has returned .
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I know my physic will work with him .
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Then you really are insane , if you're no saner than a fool .
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Although you bring me joy , I can't take joy in this exchange of promises tonight .
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No , no .
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She returns this ring to you , sir .
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Most excellent accomplished lady , the heavens rain odors on you !
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Here comes Sir Toby halting .
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This same should be the voice of Friar John .
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I couldn't go to Mantua because I was stuck there .
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It's a good thing you're not a piece of fish .
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Take thou some new infection to thy eye , And the rank poison of the old will die .
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But he has to make his speeches of love to a woman who's supposed to be his enemy .
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I'd bet fourteen of my own teeth , but , I'm sorry to say , I only have four teeth , she's not fourteen .
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Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift .
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Observe him , for the love of mockery , for I know this letter will make a contemplative idiot of him .
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Hob , nob , is his word .
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I see that you are poor .
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I hate ingratitude more in a man Than lying , vainness , babbling , drunkenness , Or any taint of vice whose strong corruption Inhabits our frail blood , O heavens themselves !
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If it please the eye of one , it is with me as the very true sonnet is , "Please one , and please all." Why , how dost thou , man ?
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Believe me , I'll draw my sword as quick as any other man if I see a fight starting and the law is on my side .
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Won't you be glad to see that rascal dog humiliated ?
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Cheerly , boys .
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And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail Tickling a parson's nose as he lies asleep , Then he dreams of another benefice .
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I can't figure it out by myself !
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Your mother .
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No , coz , I rather weep .
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That's my good son .
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Who's that calling ?
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I'll look at him and try to like him , at least if what I see is likable .
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Excellent .
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Tell me that .
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Nay , come , I prithee .
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A merry whoreson , ha !
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I may command the one I love." Well , she commands me .
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No man must know." If this should be thee , Malvolio ?
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Father , could I please ask you to tell these people what happened between me and this young man ?
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Well , think of marriage now .
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If you insist on trying my patience any further , then take out your sword right now .
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Villain am I none .
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But I swear I'm not the person I'm playing .
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Oh , holy Friar , Oh , tell me , holy Friar , where is my lady's husband ?
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Sure thing , we'll do it tomorrow morning .
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Is the worst well ?
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Oh , I remember that very clearly !
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And yet no further than a wanton's bird , That lets it hop a little from his hand Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves , And with a silken thread plucks it back again , So loving-jealous of his liberty .
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I don't think a team of oxen could get them close enough to fight .
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A fiend like thee might bear my soul to hell .
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Whence come you ?
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I'll give it a try .
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The cunning of her passion Invites me in this churlish messenger .
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I should have given 't you today morning , but as a madman's epistles are no gospels , so it skills not much when they are delivered .
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I remember .
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This is Illyria , lady .
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If you act like my daughter , I'll marry you to my friend .
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That ever I should live to see thee dead .
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Good Sir Toby !
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O love !
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Get out of my sight ! , Dear Cesario , please don't be offended. , Get out of here , you barbarian !
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It's torture , not mercy .
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Oh , Tybalt , Tybalt , he was the best friend I had .
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I've been so tortured since I lost track of you !
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You'll find it otherwise , I assure you .
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I know thou wilt say "ay , " And I will take thy word .
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Madam , there's a young gentleman at the gate who really wants to speak to you .
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Farewell , farewell !
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Good night , good night !
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Meantime I writ to Romeo , That he should hither come as this dire night , To help to take her from her borrowed grave , Being the time the potion's force should cease .
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