Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare
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To. I meane to go sir, to enter
Vio. I will answer you with gate and entrance, but we are preuented. Enter Oliuia, and Gentlewoman. Most excellent accomplish'd Lady, the heauens raine Odours on you And. That youth's a rare Courtier, raine odours, wel Vio. My matter hath no voice Lady, but to your owne most pregnant and vouchsafed eare And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchsafed: Ile get 'em all three already Ol. Let the Garden doore be shut, and leaue mee to my hearing. Giue me your hand sir Vio. My dutie Madam, and most humble seruice Ol. What is your name? Vio. Cesario is your seruants name, faire Princesse Ol. My seruant sir? 'Twas neuer merry world, Since lowly feigning was call'd complement: Y'are seruant to the Count Orsino youth Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be yours: |
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