Twelfth Night
contributor: Eric Lease Morgan (Infomotions, Inc.)
creator: Shakespeare, William
date: 0000-00-00
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language: en
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subject: toby
subject: belch
subject: olivia
subject: viola
subject: sweet
subject: minute
subject: shapes
subject: fancy
subject: fantastical
subject: shakespeare
subject: william
subject: twelfth
subject: night
subject: english
subject: literature
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full text: TWELFTH NIGHT DRAMATIS PERSONAE ORSINO Duke of Illyria. (DUKE ORSINO:) SEBASTIAN brother to Viola. ANTONIO a sea captain, friend to Sebastian. A Sea Captain, friend to Viola. (Captain:) VALENTINE | | gentlemen attending on the Duke. CURIO | SIR TOBY BELCH uncle to Olivia. SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK (SIR ANDREW:) MALVOLIO steward to Olivia. FABIAN | | servants to Olivia. FESTE a Clown (Clown:) | OLIVIA: VIOLA: MARIA Olivia's woman. Lords, Priests, Sailors, Officers, Musicians, and other Attendants. (Priest:) (First Officer:) (Second Officer:) (Servant:) SCENE A city in Illyria, and the sea-coast near it. TWELFTH NIGHT ACT I SCENE I DUKE ORSINO's palace. [Enter DUKE ORSINO, CURIO, and other Lords; Musicians attending] DUKE ORSINO If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more: 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical. CURIO Will you go hunt, my lord? DUKE ORSINO What, Curio? CURIO The hart. DUKE ORSINO Why, so I do, the noblest that I have: O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought she purged the air of pestilence! That instant was I turn'd into a hart; And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, E'er since pursue me. [Enter VALENTINE] How now! what news from her? VALENTINE So please my lord, I might not be admitted; But from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, Shall not behold her face at ample view; But, like a cloistress, she will veiled walk And water once a day her chamber round With eye-offending brine: all this …