Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare
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SIR ANDREW.
Bless you, fair shrew. MARIA. And you too, sir. SIR TOBY. Accost, Sir Andrew, accost. SIR ANDREW. What's that? SIR TOBY. My niece's chamber-maid. SIR ANDREW. Good Mistress Accost, I desire better acquaintance. MARIA. My name is Mary, sir. SIR ANDREW. Good Mistress Mary Accost,-- SIR TOBY. You mistake, knight: accost is, front her, board her, woo her, assail her. SIR ANDREW. By my troth, I would not undertake her in this company. |
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