| Clown one: God bless thee, lady! | Olivia: Take the fools away. |
| Clown 4: do you no hear, fellows? take away the lady. | Olivia:Go to, you’re a dry fool; ill no more of you: besides, you grow dishonest |
| Clown 1: good Madonna, give us leave to prove you a fool | Olivia: make your proof |
| Clown 2: good Madonna, why mournest thou? | Olivia: good fool, for my brother’s death |
| Clown 3: i think his soul is in hell, Madonna | Olivia: i know his soul is in heaven, fool |
| Clown 4: the more fool, Madonna, to mourn for your brother’s soul being in heaven. take away the fool, gentlemen | Olivia: what think you of this fool, Malvolio? doth he not mend? |
| Malvolio: i marvel your ladyship takes delights in such barren rascals | Olivia: oh, you are sick of self-love, Malvolio, there is no slander in an allowed fool |
| Maria: Madam, there is at the gate a young gentleman much desires to speak with you | Olivia: from the count Orsino, is it? fetch him off! Go you, Malvolio: if it be a suit from the count, dismiss it. Now you see, sir, how your foolings grow old, and people dislike it. |
| Clown 2: thou hast spoke for us, Madonna, as if thy eldest son should be a fool(enter SIR TOBY BELCH) | Olivia: what is he at the gate, cousin? |
| Belch: a gentleman | Olivia: what gentleman? |
| Belch: let him be the devil, an he will, i care not (Exit toby and maria) | Olivia: what’s a drunken man like, fool? |
| Clown 4: and a third drowns him | Olivia: My cousin’s in the third degree of drink, he’s drowned: go, look after him |
| Malvolio: Madam, yong young fellow swears he’ll stand at your door until he’ll speak with you | Olivia: what kind o’man is he? |
| Malvolio: Why, of mankind | Olivia: what manner of man |
| Malvolio: of very ill manner | Olivia: of what personage and years is he ? |
| Malvolio: not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for a boy | Olivia: Let him approach: call in my gentle woman |
| (exit malvolio, enter maria) | Olivia: give me my veil; come, throw is o’er my face. we’ll once more hear orsino’s embassy |
| Viola: the honorable lady of the house which is she? | Olivia: Speak to me, i shall answer for her |
| Viola: … i have taken great pains to coin it | Olivia: are you a comedian? |
| Viola: are you the lady of the house? | Olivia: i am. now, sir, what is your text? |
| Viola: …let me see your face | Olivia: Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate with my face? but we will draw the curtain and show you the picture. is’t not well done |
| Viola: Excellently done, if god did all | Olivia: ‘Tis in grain, sir, ’twill endure wind and weather |
| Viola: I see you what you are, you are too proud; My lord and master loves you | Olivia: Your lord does know my mind. I cannot love him: he might have took his answer long ago |
| Viola: …I would not understand it | Olivia: Why, what would you? |
| Viola: …But you should pity me! | Olivia: you might do much. what is your parentage |
| Voila: Above my fortunes,yet my state is well: i am a gentleman. | Olivia: Get you to your lord: i cannot love him: let him send no more; unless, perchance, you come to me again |
| Viola: keep your purse: my master, not myself, lacks recompense | Olivia: Methinks i feel this youth’s perfections to creep in at mine eyes. Malvolio! |
| (re-enter Malvolio) | Olivia: run after that same peevish messenger, he left this ring behind him, tell him ill none of it. i m not for orisno: if that youth will come this way tomorrow, ill give him reasons for’t: hie thee, Malvolio. |
| Malvolio: Madam i will(exit) | Olivia: fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not owe; what is decreed must be, and be this so |
| Sir andrew: that youth’s a rare courtier: “rain odours;” well | Olivia: Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to my hearing. give me your hand, sir |
| Viola: My duty, madam, and most humble service | Olivia: what is your name? |
| Viola: Cesario is your servants name, fair princess | Olivia: My servant, sir! you’re servant to count orsino, youth. |
| Viola: and he is yours, your servant’s servant is your servant madam | Olivia: Cesario, by the roses of the spring, i love thee |
| Viola: …will i my masters tears to you deplore | Olivia: Yet come again; for thou perhaps may’st move that heart, which now abhors, to like his love |
| Scene IV. Olivia’s garden ( enter olivia and maria) | Olivia: where is malvolio? |
| Maria: he’s coming, madam; but in very strange manner. he is, sure, possessed, madam | Olivia: why? whats the matter? |
| Maria: Madam, he does nothing but smile, for sure, the man is tainted in his wits | Olivia: Go call him hither(Exit Maria) I am as mad as he, if sad and merry madness equal be(re-enter maria with malvolio)How now, Malvolio! |
| Malvolio: sweet lady, Ho, Ho | Olivia: Smilest though? i sent for thee upon a sad occasion |
| Malvolio: Sad, lady! i could be sad: ‘Please one, and please all! | Olivia: why, how dost thou, man? what is the matter with thee? |
| Malvolio: ‘Some are born great,”–‘some achieve greatness’ | Olivia: what sayest thou? |
| Malvolio: ‘ And some have greatness thrust upon them’ | Olivia: Heaven restore thee! |
| Malvolio: ‘ Remember who commended thy yellow stockings | Olivia: thy yellow stockings! |
| Malvolio: ‘and wished to see thee cross-gartered’ | Olivia: why, this is very midsummer madness |
| Servant: Madam, the young gentleman of the count Orsino’s is returned | Olivia: I’ll come to him good maria, let this fellow be looked to |
| (exit sir toby belch and maria) | Olivia: Here, wear this jewel for me, ’tis my picture; refuse it not; and i beseech you come again to-morrow. what shall you ask of me? |
| Viola: Your true love for my master | Olivia: How with mine honor may i give him that which i have given to you ? |
| Viola: I will acquit you | Olivia: well, come again to-morrow: fare thee well |
| Sir toby belch: What, what? (enter olivia) | Olivia: Hold, Toby; on thy life i charge thee,hold! |
| Belch: Madam! | Olivia: Be not offended, dear cesario(exit belch, andrew, and fabian)I prithee, gentle friend, go with me to my house, do not deny. |
| Sebastian: I am mad, or else this is a dream: if it be thus to dream, still let me sleep | Olivia: Nay, come, I prithee; thou would’st be ruled by me! |
| Sebastian: …but here the lady comes (enter olivia and preist) | Olivia: Blame not this haste of mine. if you mean well, now go with me and with this holy man into the chantry by: there, before him, plight me the full assurance of your faith; what do you say? |
| Sebastian: … And, having sworn truth, ever will be true | Olivia: Then lead the way, good father; heavens so shine, that they may fairly not this act of mine |
| Duke orsino: …But more of that anon | Olivia: cesario, Husband! |
| Viola: no, my lord, not i. | Olivia: father, i charge thee by thy reverence, here to unfold what hath newly pass’d between this youth and me |
| Andrew: …presently to sir toby | Olivia: What’s the matter? |
| Andrew: …for the love of God, your help! | Olivia: who has done this, sir andrew? |
| Andrew: cesario | Olivia: get him to bed, and let his hurt be look’d to |
| Antonio: sebastian have you made division of yourself? | Olivia: most wonderful! |
| Duke: Give my thy hand | Olivia: my lord so please you, these things further thought on, to think me as well a sister |
| Duke orsino: is this the madman? | Olivia: Ay, my lord, this same. How now Malvolio? |
| Malvolio: …Notorious wrong | Olivia: Have I, Malvolio? no. |
| Malvolio: …why have you suffered me to be imprisoned, tell me why? | Olivia: Alas malvolio, this is not my writing |
| Fabian: …In recompense whereof he hath married her | Olivia: Alas, poor fool, how have they baffled thee |
| Malvolio: I’ll be revenged on the whole pack of you. | Olivia: He hath been most notoriously abused. |
Twelfth Night lines : Olivia
July 22, 2019