Twelfth night; Or, what you will – Shakespeare 1996

 

“Viola: 

O Time, thou must untangle this, not I;

It is too hard a knot for me t’untie,” (Shakespeare, 1996, p.648).

“Viola: 

We men may say more, swear more: but, indeed,

Our shows are more than will; for still we prove

Much in our vows, but little in our love.” (Shakespeare, 1996, p.652).

“Malvolio:

Some are born great,

Some achieve greatness, and some have greatness

Thrust upon ‘em.” (Shakespeare, 1996, p.654).

“Sir Toby Belch:

Why, thou hast put him in such a dream, that,

When the image of it leaves him, he must run mad.” (Shakespeare, 1996, p.654).

“Clown: 

Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the

Sun, it shines every where.” (Shakespeare, 1996, p.655).

“Sebastian: 

What relish is in this? How runs the stream?

Or I am mad, or else this is a dream;” (Shakespeare, 1996, p.663).