Twelfth Night Flashcards
(115 cards)
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first methought she purged the air of pestilence…
… that instant I was turned into a hart, and my desires like fell and cruel hounds, e’er since pursue me. (Orsino, A1S1)
And what should I do in Illyria? My brother he is in Elysium…
… Perchance he is not drowned. (Viola, A1S2)
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid for such disguise as haply should become the form of my intent. I’ll serve this duke…
…Thou shalt present me as an eunuch to him. (Viola, A1S2)
Be you his eunuch…
… and your mute I’ll be. (Captain, A1S2)
Ay, but you must confine yourself within the modest limits of order. (Maria, A1S3)
Confine? I’ll confine myself no finer than I am. (Toby, A1S3)
Good mistress Mary Accost. (Andrew, A1S3)
You mistake, knight. ‘Accost’ is front her, board her, woo her, assail her. (Toby, A1S3)
What is ‘Pourquoi’? Do or not do?…
… I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in fencing, dancing and bear-baiting. O, had I but followed the arts. (Andrew, A1S3)
But it becomes me well enough, does’t not? (Andrew, A1S3)
Excellent, it hangs like flax on a distaff, and I hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs and spin it off. (Toby, A1S3)
She’ll none o’th’ count. She’ll not match above her degree…
… neither in estate, years nor wit- I have heard her swear’t. (Toby, A1S3).
Faith, I can cut a caper. (Andrew, A1S3)
And I can cut the mutton to’t. (Toby, A1S3)
No, sir, it is legs and thighs- let me see thee caper…
… [SIR ANDREW CAPERS] Ha, higher! Ha, ha, excellent. (Toby, A1S3)
Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds…
… rather than make unprofited return. (Orsino, A1S4)
That say thou art a man. Diana’s lip is not more smooth and rubious. thy small pipe is a the maiden’s organ, shrill and sound…
… and all is semblative a woman’s part. I know thy constellation is right apt for this affair. (Orsino, A1S4)
I’ll do my best to woo your lady.
… [ASIDE] Yet a barful strife: whoe’er I woo, myself would be his wife.
My lady will hang thee for thy absence. (Maria, A1S5)
Let her hang me. He that is well hanged in this world needs to fear no colours. (Feste, A1S5)
‘Better a witty fool than a foolish wit’ [TO OLIVIA] God bless thee, lady. (Feste, A1S5)
Take the fool away. (Olivia, A1S5)
I know his soul is in heaven, fool. (Olivia, A1S5)
The more fool, madonna, to mourn for your brother’s soul being heaven- Take away the fool, gentlemen. (Feste, A1S5)
How say you to that, Malvolio? (Olivia, A1S5)
I marvel your ladyship takes delight in such a barren rascal. (Malvolio, A1S5)
Unless you laugh and minister occasion to him, he is gagged. (Malvolio, A1S5)
O, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio. (Olivia, A1S5)
There is no slander in an allowed fool though he do nothing but rail. (Olivia, A1S5)
Now Mercury endue thee with leasing, for thou speak’st well of fools. (Feste, A1S5)
Go you, Malvolio. If it be a suit from the count…
… I am sick, or not at home. What you will to dismiss. (Olivia, A1S5)
By mine honour, half drunk.
[TO SIR TOBY] What is he at the gate, cousin? (Olivia, A1S5)
He’s in the third degree of drink- he’s drowned. Go look after him. (Olivia, A1S5)
He is but mad yet, madonna, and the fool shall look to the madman. (Feste, A1S5)
Give me my veil; come throw it o’er my face…
… We’ll once more hear Orsino’s embassy. (Olivia, A1S5)