Comparison of William Shakespeare Twelfth Night 2.3 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Twelfth Night 2.3 has 98 lines, and 2% of them have strong matches at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 53% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 45% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.02 strong matches and 1.57 weak matches.
Twelfth Night 2.3
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William Shakespeare
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 1
Approach, Sir Andrew. Not to be a-bed after midnight is to be up betimes, and “deliculo surgere,” thou know’st —
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 3
A false conclusion. I hate it as an unfill’d can. To be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is early; so that to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes. Does not our lives consist of the four elements?
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 3
A false conclusion. I hate it as an unfill’d can. To be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is early; so that to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes. Does not our lives consist of the four elements?
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 1
Approach, Sir Andrew. Not to be a-bed after midnight is to be up betimes, and “deliculo surgere,” thou know’st —
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Measure for Measure 3.2: 52
Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a great kindred; it is well allied; but it is impossible to extirp it quite, friar, till eating and drinking be put down. They say this Angelo was not made by man and woman after this downright way of creation. Is it true, think you?
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 5
Th’ art a scholar; let us therefore eat and drink. Marian, I say, a stoup of wine!
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Othello 2.3: 21
Well — happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have a stoup of wine, and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to the health of black Othello. [continues next]
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Othello 2.3: 21
[continues previous] Well — happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have a stoup of wine, and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to the health of black Othello.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 9
By my troth, the fool has an excellent breast. I had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg, and so sweet a breath to sing, as the fool has. In sooth, thou wast in very gracious fooling last night, when thou spok’st of Pigrogromitus, of the Vapians passing the equinoctial of Queubus. ’Twas very good, i’ faith. I sent thee sixpence for thy leman; hadst it?
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Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 92
I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of Songs and Sonnets here.
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Twelfth Night 5.1: 148
H’as broke my head across, and has given Sir Toby a bloody coxcomb too. For the love of God, your help! I had rather than forty pound I were at home.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 10
I did impeticos thy gratillity; for Malvolio’s nose is no whipstock. My lady has a white hand, and the Mermidons are no bottle-ale houses.
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Twelfth Night 5.1: 15
By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends. [continues next]
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Troilus and Cressida 1.2: 88
I cannot choose but laugh to think how she tickled his chin. Indeed she has a marvell’s white hand, I must needs confess.
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Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 5
... girdles, and if a man is through with them in honest taking up, then they must stand upon security. I had as live they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with security. I look’d ’a should have sent me two and twenty yards of satin (as I am a true knight), and he sends me security! Well, he may sleep in security, for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it; and yet cannot he see, though he have his own lanthorn to light him. Where’s Bardolph? [continues next]
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Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 5
[continues previous] ... a man is through with them in honest taking up, then they must stand upon security. I had as live they would put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with security. I look’d ’a should have sent me two and twenty yards of satin (as I am a true knight), and he sends me security! Well, he may sleep in security, for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness of his wife shines through it; and yet cannot he see, though he have his own lanthorn to light him. Where’s Bardolph?
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Much Ado About Nothing 3.4: 38
Moral? No, by my troth I have no moral meaning, I meant plain holy-thistle. You may think perchance that I think you are in love. Nay, by’r lady, I am not such a fool to think what I list, nor I list not to think what I can, nor indeed I cannot think, if I would think my heart out of thinking, that you are in love, or that you will be in love, or that you can be in ... [continues next]
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Henry IV Part 1 2.4: 14
Five year! By’r lady, a long lease for the clinking of pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant as to play the coward with thy indenture, and show it a fair pair of heels and run from it? [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 3.4: 38
[continues previous] Moral? No, by my troth I have no moral meaning, I meant plain holy-thistle. You may think perchance that I think you are in love. Nay, by’r lady, I am not such a fool to think what I list, nor I list not to think what I can, nor indeed I cannot think, if I would think my heart out of thinking, that you are in love, or that you will be in love, or that you can ...
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Henry IV Part 1 2.4: 14
[continues previous] Five year! By’r lady, a long lease for the clinking of pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant as to play the coward with thy indenture, and show it a fair pair of heels and run from it?
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 39
’Tis not the first time I have constrain’d one to call me knave. Begin, fool. It begins, “Hold thy peace.” [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 38
“Hold thy peace, thou knave,” knight? I shall be constrain’d in’t to call thee knave, knight.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 39
[continues previous] ’Tis not the first time I have constrain’d one to call me knave. Begin, fool. It begins, “Hold thy peace.” [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 39
’Tis not the first time I have constrain’d one to call me knave. Begin, fool. It begins, “Hold thy peace.”
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 38
[continues previous] “Hold thy peace, thou knave,” knight? I shall be constrain’d in’t to call thee knave, knight.
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Henry IV Part 1 3.3: 40
I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou shouldst know it. I am an honest man’s wife, and setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to call me so.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 42
What a caterwauling do you keep here! If my lady have not call’d up her steward Malvolio and bid him turn you out of doors, never trust me.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 48
Ay, he does well enough if he be dispos’d, and so do I too. He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.
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Othello 2.3: 74
For mine own part — no offense to the general, nor any man of quality — I hope to be sav’d.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 51
My masters, are you mad? Or what are you? Have you no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like tinkers at this time of night? Do ye make an alehouse of my lady’s house, that ye squeak out your coziers’ catches without any mitigation or remorse of voice? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 53
Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me tell you, that though she harbors you as her kinsman, she’s nothing allied to your disorders. If you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you are welcome to the house; if not, and it would please you to take leave of her, she is very willing to bid you farewell.
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 34
... your worship. Mistress Page hath her hearty commendations to you too; and let me tell you in your ear, she’s as fartuous a civil modest wife, and one (I tell you) that will not miss you morning nor evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe’er be the other; and she bade me tell your worship that her husband is seldom from home, but she hopes there will come a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon a man; surely I think you have charms, la; yes, in truth.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 2
By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier a’ nights. Your cousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to your ill hours.
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King Lear 3.7: 4
... Edmund, keep you our sister company; the revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father are not fit for your beholding. Advise the Duke, where you are going, to a most festinate preparation; we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister, farewell, my Lord of Gloucester. [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 53
[continues previous] Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me tell you, that though she harbors you as her kinsman, she’s nothing allied to your disorders. If you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you are welcome to the house; if not, and it would please you to take leave of her, she ... [continues next]
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King Lear 3.7: 4
[continues previous] ... Edmund, keep you our sister company; the revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father are not fit for your beholding. Advise the Duke, where you are going, to a most festinate preparation; we are bound to the like. Our posts shall be swift and intelligent betwixt us. Farewell, dear sister, farewell, my Lord of Gloucester.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 53
[continues previous] Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me tell you, that though she harbors you as her kinsman, she’s nothing allied to your disorders. If you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you are welcome to the house; if not, and it would please you to take leave ...
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Twelfth Night 5.1: 159
O, he’s drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes were set at eight i’ th’ morning. [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 3.4: 64
[continues previous] Get him to say his prayers, good Sir Toby, get him to pray.
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Twelfth Night 5.1: 159
[continues previous] O, he’s drunk, Sir Toby, an hour agone; his eyes were set at eight i’ th’ morning.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 66
Art any more than a steward? Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?
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Henry VIII 5.3: 3
Belong to th’ gallows, and be hang’d, ye rogue! Is this a place to roar in? Fetch me a dozen crab-tree staves, and strong ones; these are but switches to ’em. I’ll scratch your heads; you must be seeing christenings? Do you look for ale and cakes here, you rude rascals?
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Taming of the Shrew 1.1: 216
Yes, by Saint Anne, do I. A good matter, surely; comes there any more of it?
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 69
Mistress Mary, if you priz’d my lady’s favor at any thing more than contempt, you would not give means for this uncivil rule. She shall know of it, by this hand.
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Cymbeline 2.1: 8
I am not vex’d more at any thing in th’ earth; a pox on’t! I had rather not be so noble as I am. They dare not fight with me because of the Queen my mother. Every Jack slave hath his bellyful of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 71
’Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man’s a-hungry, to challenge him the field, and then to break promise with him, and make a fool of him.
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Henry IV Part 1 2.1: 11
God’s body, the turkeys in my pannier are quite starv’d. What, ostler! A plague on thee! Hast thou never an eye in thy head? Canst not hear? And ’twere not as good deed as drink to break the pate on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hang’d! Hast no faith in thee?
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Henry IV Part 1 2.2: 7
... I am bewitch’d with the rogue’s company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I’ll be hang’d. It could not be else, I have drunk medicines. Poins! Hal! A plague upon you both! Bardolph! Peto! I’ll starve ere I’ll rob a foot further. And ’twere not as good a deed as drink to turn true man and to leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that ever chew’d with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven ground is threescore and ten miles afoot with me, and the stony-hearted villains know it well enough. A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one ...
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 73
Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight. Since the youth of the Count’s was today with my lady, she is much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me alone with him. If I do not gull him into an ayword, and make him a common recreation, do not think I have wit enough to lie straight in my bed. I know I can do it.
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Much Ado About Nothing 1.1: 26
Alas, he gets nothing by that. In our last conflict four of his five wits went halting off, and now is the whole man govern’d with one; so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horse, for it is all the wealth that he hath left to be known a reasonable creature. Who is his companion now? He hath every month a new sworn brother.
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Twelfth Night 3.4: 52
Go to, go to; peace, peace, we must deal gently with him. Let me alone. How do you, Malvolio? How is’t with you? What, man, defy the devil! Consider, he’s an enemy to mankind.
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Twelfth Night 3.4: 59
Prithee hold thy peace, this is not the way. Do you not see you move him? Let me alone with him.
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Two Gentlemen of Verona 3.1: 259
I am but a fool, look you, and yet I have the wit to think my master is a kind of a knave; but that’s all one, if he be but one knave. He lives not now that knows me to be in love, yet I am in love, but a team of horse shall not pluck that from me; nor who ’tis I love; ...
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Henry IV Part 1 3.3: 22
How? The Prince is a Jack, a sneak-up. ’Sblood, and he were here, I would cudgel him like a dog if he would say so.
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As You Like It 1.1: 21
And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir, get you in. I will not long be troubled with you; you shall have some part of your will. I pray you leave me.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 81
I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of love, wherein by the color of his beard, the shape of his leg, the manner of his gait, the expressure of his eye, forehead, and complexion, he shall find himself most feelingly personated. I can write very like my lady your niece; on a forgotten matter we can hardly make distinction of our hands.
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Love's Labour's Lost 3.1: 18
[continues previous] And out of heart, master; all those three I will prove.
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Love's Labour's Lost 5.1: 3
Novi hominem tanquam te. His humor is lofty, his discourse peremptory, his tongue filed, his eye ambitious, his gait majestical, and his general behavior vain, ridiculous, and thrasonical. He is too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd as it were, too peregrinate, as I may call it.
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Henry V 3.7: 9
And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for Perseus. He is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider mounts him. He is indeed a horse, and all other jades you may call beasts.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 89
Sport royal, I warrant you. I know my physic will work with him. I will plant you two, and let the fool make a third, where he shall find the letter; observe his construction of it. For this night, to bed, and dream on the event. Farewell.
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Merchant of Venice 2.2: 62
... wives! Alas, fifteen wives is nothing! Aleven widows and nine maids is a simple coming-in for one man. And then to scape drowning thrice, and to be in peril of my life with the edge of a feather-bed, here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a woman, she’s a good wench for this gear. Father, come, I’ll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling. [continues next]
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Merchant of Venice 2.2: 62
[continues previous] ... a small trifle of wives! Alas, fifteen wives is nothing! Aleven widows and nine maids is a simple coming-in for one man. And then to scape drowning thrice, and to be in peril of my life with the edge of a feather-bed, here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a woman, she’s a good wench for this gear. Father, come, I’ll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling. [continues next]
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Merchant of Venice 2.2: 62
[continues previous] ... a small trifle of wives! Alas, fifteen wives is nothing! Aleven widows and nine maids is a simple coming-in for one man. And then to scape drowning thrice, and to be in peril of my life with the edge of a feather-bed, here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a woman, she’s a good wench for this gear. Father, come, I’ll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling.
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King Lear 1.4: 105
Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to care for her frowning, now thou art an O without a figure. I am better than thou art now, I am a Fool, thou art nothing.
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 96
[continues previous] Send for money, knight; if thou hast her not i’ th’ end, call me cut. [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 98
Come, come, I’ll go burn some sack, ’tis too late to go to bed now. Come, knight, come, knight.
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All's Well That Ends Well 5.2: 9
And what would you have me to do? ’Tis too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you play’d the knave with Fortune that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and would not have knaves thrive long under her? There’s a cardecue for you. Let the justices make you and Fortune friends; I am for other ...