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Enter SEBASTIAN and FOOL
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Enter SEBASTIAN and FOOL
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FOOL Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?
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FOOL Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?
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SEBASTIAN Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let me be clear of thee.
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SEBASTIAN Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let me be clear of thee.
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FOOL Well held out, i' faith. No, I do not know you, nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her, nor your name is not Master Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so.
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FOOL Well held out, i' faith. No, I do not know you, nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her, nor your name is not Master Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so.
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SEBASTIAN I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else. Thou know’st not me.
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SEBASTIAN I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else. Thou know’st not me.
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FOOL |
FOOL |
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SEBASTIAN |
SEBASTIAN |
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FOOL By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give fools money get themselves a good report—after fourteen years' purchase.
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FOOL By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give fools money get themselves a good report—after fourteen years' purchase.
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Enter SIR ANDREW , SIR TOBY BELCH , and FABIAN
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Enter SIR ANDREW , SIR TOBY BELCH , and FABIAN
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SIR ANDREW (to SEBASTIAN) Now, sir, have I met you again? There’s for you.
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SIR ANDREW (to SEBASTIAN) Now, sir, have I met you again? There’s for you.
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SIR ANDREW strikes SEBASTIAN
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SIR ANDREW strikes SEBASTIAN
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SEBASTIAN (returning the blow) Why, there’s for thee, and there, and there. Are all the people mad?
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SEBASTIAN (returning the blow) Why, there’s for thee, and there, and there. Are all the people mad?
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SIR TOBY BELCH 25 Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o'er the house.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o'er the house.
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FOOL (aside) This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in some of your coats for two pence.
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FOOL (aside) This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in some of your coats for two pence.
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Exit
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Exit
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SIR TOBY BELCH (seizing SEBASTIAN) Come on, sir, hold!
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SIR TOBY BELCH (seizing SEBASTIAN) Come on, sir, hold!
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SIR ANDREW Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against him if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
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SIR ANDREW Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against him if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
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SEBASTIAN (to SIR TOBY BELCH) Let go thy hand.
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SEBASTIAN (to SIR TOBY BELCH) Let go thy hand.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier, put up your iron. You are well fleshed. Come on.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier, put up your iron. You are well fleshed. Come on.
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SEBASTIAN 35 I will be free from thee.
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SEBASTIAN I will be free from thee.
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SEBASTIAN pulls free and draws his sword
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SEBASTIAN pulls free and draws his sword
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What wouldst thou now? If thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
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What wouldst thou now? If thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
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SIR TOBY BELCH What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.
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SIR TOBY BELCH What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.
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SIR TOBY BELCH draws his sword Enter OLIVIA
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SIR TOBY BELCH draws his sword Enter OLIVIA
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OLIVIA 40 Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold!
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OLIVIA Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold!
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SIR TOBY BELCH Madam!
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SIR TOBY BELCH Madam!
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OLIVIA Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach’d! Out of my sight!—
45 Be not offended, dear Cesario.—
Rudesby, be gone!
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OLIVIA Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach’d! Out of my sight!—
Be not offended, dear Cesario.—
Rudesby, be gone!
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Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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I prithee, gentle friend,
Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
In this uncivil and unjust extent
Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
50 And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby
Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go.
Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me!
He started one poor heart of mine in thee.
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I prithee, gentle friend,
Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
In this uncivil and unjust extent
Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby
Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go.
Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me!
He started one poor heart of mine in thee.
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SEBASTIAN 55 (aside) What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
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SEBASTIAN (aside) What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
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If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
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If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
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OLIVIA Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou’dst be ruled by me!
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OLIVIA Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou’dst be ruled by me!
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SEBASTIAN 60 Madam, I will.
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SEBASTIAN Madam, I will.
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OLIVIA Oh, say so, and so be!
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OLIVIA Oh, say so, and so be!
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Original Text |
Modern Text |
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Enter SEBASTIAN and FOOL
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Enter SEBASTIAN and FOOL
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FOOL Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?
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FOOL Will you make me believe that I am not sent for you?
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SEBASTIAN Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let me be clear of thee.
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SEBASTIAN Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow. Let me be clear of thee.
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FOOL Well held out, i' faith. No, I do not know you, nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her, nor your name is not Master Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so.
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FOOL Well held out, i' faith. No, I do not know you, nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her, nor your name is not Master Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither. Nothing that is so is so.
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SEBASTIAN I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else. Thou know’st not me.
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SEBASTIAN I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else. Thou know’st not me.
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FOOL |
FOOL |
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SEBASTIAN |
SEBASTIAN |
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FOOL By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give fools money get themselves a good report—after fourteen years' purchase.
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FOOL By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give fools money get themselves a good report—after fourteen years' purchase.
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Enter SIR ANDREW , SIR TOBY BELCH , and FABIAN
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Enter SIR ANDREW , SIR TOBY BELCH , and FABIAN
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SIR ANDREW (to SEBASTIAN) Now, sir, have I met you again? There’s for you.
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SIR ANDREW (to SEBASTIAN) Now, sir, have I met you again? There’s for you.
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SIR ANDREW strikes SEBASTIAN
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SIR ANDREW strikes SEBASTIAN
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SEBASTIAN (returning the blow) Why, there’s for thee, and there, and there. Are all the people mad?
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SEBASTIAN (returning the blow) Why, there’s for thee, and there, and there. Are all the people mad?
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SIR TOBY BELCH 25 Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o'er the house.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o'er the house.
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FOOL (aside) This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in some of your coats for two pence.
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FOOL (aside) This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in some of your coats for two pence.
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Exit
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Exit
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SIR TOBY BELCH (seizing SEBASTIAN) Come on, sir, hold!
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SIR TOBY BELCH (seizing SEBASTIAN) Come on, sir, hold!
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SIR ANDREW Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against him if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
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SIR ANDREW Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him. I’ll have an action of battery against him if there be any law in Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
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SEBASTIAN (to SIR TOBY BELCH) Let go thy hand.
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SEBASTIAN (to SIR TOBY BELCH) Let go thy hand.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier, put up your iron. You are well fleshed. Come on.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier, put up your iron. You are well fleshed. Come on.
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SEBASTIAN 35 I will be free from thee.
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SEBASTIAN I will be free from thee.
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SEBASTIAN pulls free and draws his sword
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SEBASTIAN pulls free and draws his sword
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What wouldst thou now? If thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
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What wouldst thou now? If thou darest tempt me further, draw thy sword.
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SIR TOBY BELCH What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.
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SIR TOBY BELCH What, what? Nay, then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you.
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SIR TOBY BELCH draws his sword Enter OLIVIA
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SIR TOBY BELCH draws his sword Enter OLIVIA
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OLIVIA 40 Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold!
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OLIVIA Hold, Toby! On thy life I charge thee, hold!
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SIR TOBY BELCH Madam!
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SIR TOBY BELCH Madam!
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OLIVIA Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach’d! Out of my sight!—
45 Be not offended, dear Cesario.—
Rudesby, be gone!
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OLIVIA Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach’d! Out of my sight!—
Be not offended, dear Cesario.—
Rudesby, be gone!
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Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH , SIR ANDREW , and FABIAN
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I prithee, gentle friend,
Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
In this uncivil and unjust extent
Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
50 And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby
Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go.
Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me!
He started one poor heart of mine in thee.
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I prithee, gentle friend,
Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
In this uncivil and unjust extent
Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
This ruffian hath botched up, that thou thereby
Mayst smile at this. Thou shalt not choose but go.
Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me!
He started one poor heart of mine in thee.
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SEBASTIAN 55 (aside) What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
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SEBASTIAN (aside) What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
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If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
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If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
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OLIVIA Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou’dst be ruled by me!
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OLIVIA Nay, come, I prithee. Would thou’dst be ruled by me!
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SEBASTIAN 60 Madam, I will.
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SEBASTIAN Madam, I will.
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OLIVIA Oh, say so, and so be!
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OLIVIA Oh, say so, and so be!
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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