Twelfth Night

If music be the food of love, play on... - Orsino

Monday, April 18, 2011

Posted by Kayla Leigh at 9:48 AM

Viola: "Poor lady, she were better love a dream!"

Maria: "and on that vice in him will my revenge find notable cause to work."

Olivia: "Let some of my people have a special care of him, I would not have him miscarry for the half of my dowry."

Olivia to Viola: "A ring in chase of you. So did I abuse Myself, my servant, and I fear me you."

Olivia: "I am as mad as he, If sad and merry madness equal be."

Sir Toby: "Why, thou hast put him in such a dream that when the image of it leaves him, he must run mad."

Olivia: "He hath been most notoriously abused."

Sebastian: "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."

Malvolio: "I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you."

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