Twelfth night assignment
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- Anger on thee face shall be hidden so it may not be shown to whom I may love.
- If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7) 
- Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting. 
- Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.
- Good presence Valentine
- Hello my good sir, a request?
- But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)
- O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37). 
- 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 an ample view
- A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!
- At your service sir!
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