Cesario, by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth and every thing, I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide. Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause, But rather reason thus with reason fetter, Love sought is good, but given unsought better.
He does obey every point of the letter that I dropped to betray him: he does smile his face into more lines than is in the new map with the augmentation of the Indies: you have not seen such a thing as 'tis. I can hardly forbear hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike him: if she do, he'll smile and take't for a great favour.
Hold, sir, here's my purse. In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet, Whiles you beguile the time and feed your knowledge With viewing of the town: there shall you have me.
SIR TOBY BELCH
Come, we'll have him in a dark room and bound. My niece is already in the belief that he's mad: we may carry it thus, for our pleasure and his penance, till our very pastime, tired out of breath, prompt us to have mercy on him: at which time we will bring the device to the bar and crown thee for a finder of madmen.
The letter Sir Andrew wrote to Cesario
Wonder not, nor admire not in thy mind, why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason for't...Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in my sight she uses thee kindly: but thou liest in thy throat; that is not the matter I challenge thee for...I will waylay thee going home; where if it be thy chance to kill me...Thou killest me like a rogue and a villain. Fare thee well; and God have mercy upon one of our souls! He may have mercy upon mine; but my hope is better, and so look to thyself. Thy friend, as thou usest him, and thy sworn enemy,
Put up your sword. If this young gentleman Have done offence, I take the fault on me: If you offend him, I for him defy you.
Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit of Count Orsino.
Let me speak a little. This youth that you see here I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death, Relieved him with such sanctity of love, And to his image, which methought did promise Most venerable worth, did I devotion...In nature there's no blemish but the mind; None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind: Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil Are empty trunks o'erflourish'd by the devil.
What relish is in this? how runs the stream? Or I am mad, or else this is a dream: Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep; If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
Why it hath bay windows transparent as barricadoes, and the clearstores toward the south north are as lustrous as ebony; and yet complainest thou of obstruction?
They have here propertied me; keep me in darkness, send ministers to me, asses, and do all they can to face me out of my wits.
This is the air; that is the glorious sun; This pearl she gave me, I do feel't and see't; And though 'tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Yet 'tis not madness...For though my soul disputes well with my sense, That this may be some error, but no madness, Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune So far exceed all instance, all discourse, That I am ready to distrust mine eyes And wrangle with my reason that persuades me To any other trust but that I am mad Or else the lady's mad
Blame not this haste of mine. If you mean well, Now go with me and with this holy man Into the chantry by: there, before him, And underneath that consecrated roof, Plight me the full assurance of your faith...What do you say?
I'll follow this good man, and go with you; And, having sworn truth, ever will be true.
...my foes tell me plainly I am an ass: so that by my foes, sir I profit in the knowledge of myself, and by my friends, I am abused
Notable pirate! thou salt-water thief! What foolish boldness brought thee to their mercies, Whom thou, in terms so bloody and so dear, Hast made thine enemies?
Why should I not...Kill what I love? Come, boy, with me; my thoughts are ripe in mischief: I'll sacrifice the lamb that I do love, To spite a raven's heart within a dove.
One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons, A natural perspective, that is and is not!
How have you made division of yourself? An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin Than these two creatures. Which is Sebastian?
Do I stand there? I never had a brother
Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times Thou never shouldst love woman like to me.
Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, Though, I confess, much like the character But out of question 'tis Maria's hand.
I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you.
Cesario, come; For so you shall be, while you are a man; But when in other habits you are seen, Orsino's mistress and his fancy's queen.
When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
What does Duke Orsino say about the cure for melancholy?
If music be the food of love, play on;
How does Viola despair over Sebastian's fate?
And what should I do in Illyria? My brother he is in Elysium.
How does Sir Toby complain about Olivia's seven-years' vow?
What a plague means my niece, to take the death of her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemy to life.
How does Sir Andres describe his qualities?
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has: but I am a great eater of beef and I believe that does harm to my wit.
What assignment does Duke Orsino give Cesario (Viola in disguise)?
Therefore, good youth, address thy gait unto her; Be not denied access, stand at her doors, And tell them, there thy fixed foot shall grow Till thou have audience.
How will Cesario (Viola in disguise) attempt his (her) assignment, and why will it be difficult?
I'll do my best To woo your lady: (Aside) yet, a barful strife! Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.
What conclusion does Feste draw from Olivia's vow?
The more fool, madonna, to mourn for your brother's soul being in heaven. Take away the fool, gentlemen.
How does Olivia first address Cesario (Viola in disguise)?
I heard you were saucy at my gates, and allowed your approach rather to wonder at you than to hear you. If you be not mad, be gone; if you have reason, be brief: 'tis not that time of moon with me to make one in so skipping a dialogue.
What does Cesario (Viola in disguise) say he (she) would do to impress Olivia?
Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Halloo your name to the reverberate hills And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should pity me!
How does Cesario (Viola in disguise) reply to Olivia's proffered gift?
I am no fee'd post, lady; keep your purse: My master, not myself, lacks recompense. Love make his heart of flint that you shall love; And let your fervor, like my master's, be Placed in contempt! Farewell, fair cruelty.
Who is Viola's brother?
My father was that Sebastian of Messaline, whom I know you have heard of. He left behind him myself and a sister, both born in an hour
Why can't Antonio freely move about Ilyria?
I have many enemies in Orsino's court
What does Viola think of Olivia's advances?
Poor lady, she were better love a dream...my master loves her dearly; And I, poor monster, fond as much on him; And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me. What will become of this? As I am man, My state is desperate for my master's love; As I am woman,--now alas the day!--What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe! O time! thou must untangle this, not I; It is too hard a knot for me to untie!
How does Malvolio chastise Sir Toby and his rowdy partying friends?
My masters, are you mad? or what are you? Have ye no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like tinkers at this time of night? Do ye make an alehouse of my lady's house, that ye squeak out your coziers' catches without any mitigation or remorse of voice? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
How does Sir Toby reproof Malvolio's complaints?
Art any more than a steward? Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?
How does Maria reply to Malvolio's complaints?
Go shake your ears.
What is Maria's plan to shame Malvolio?
I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of love; wherein, by the colour of his beard, the shape of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find himself most feelingly personated. I can write very like my lady your niece: on a forgotten matter we can hardly make distinction of our hands.
What does Toby encourage Andrew to do?
Let's to bed, knight. Thou hadst need send for more money...Send for money, knight: if thou hast her not i' the end, call me cut...Come, come, I'll go burn some sack; 'tis too late to go to bed now: come, knight; come, knight.
What does Cesario (Viola in disguise) tell Count Orsino about women's love?
...what love women to men may owe: In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship.
What is the secret desire of Olivia's steward?
To be Count Malvolio!
What does Maria's trick letter encourage Malvolio to do?
If this fall into thy hand, revolve. In my stars I am above thee; but be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em...If thou entertainest my love, let it appear in thy smiling