kill him whom you have recovered, desire it not...Fare ye well at once....I ...so near the manners of my mother, that... eyes will telltales of me. ..farewell.
If you will not murder me for my love, let me be your servant
antonio
Cesario(viola)
She took the ring of me: I’ll none of it.
sir, you peevishly threw it to her; and herwill is, it should be so returned
Malvolio
toby
My lady’s a Cataian, we are politicians, Malvolio’sa Peg-a-Ramsey, and ‘Three merry men be we.’ Am notI consanguineous? am I not of her blood?
Andrew
fool
What a caterwauling ..! ...my lady... called up her steward .., himturn you out of doors.
Maria
Orsino
A little, by your favour ...Of your complexion...your years, my lord.
Thou dost speak masterly..thine eyeHath stay’d upon some favour that it loves:Hath it not, boy?
viola (Cesario)
Maria
observe him, for the love of mockery; for Iknow this letter will make a contemplative idiot ofhim...Throws down a letter