Who Said What? Flashcards
Though that nature eith a beauteous wall / doth oft close in pollution
Viola
Whoee’er i woo, myself would be his wife
Viola
Lady, you are the cruel’lst she alive / if you will lead these graces to the grave / and leave the world no copy
Viola
Disguise, i see thou art a wickedness
Viola
O time, thou must untangle this, not i
Viola
My father had a daughter loved a man / As it might be, perhaps, eere i a woman / I should your lordship
Viola
Oh, if it prove / Tempests are kind and salt waves fresh in love
Viola
Let him send no more- / Unless perchance you come to me again
Olivia
Methinks i feel this youth’s perfections / With an invisible and subtle stealth / To creep in at mine eyes
Olivia
I have said too much unto a heart of stone / And laid mine honor too unchary on’t
Olivia
Plight me the full assurance of your faith / That my most jealous and too doubtful soul / May live at peace
Olivia
Fear not, Cessario, Take thy fortunes up
Olivia
If you prized my lady’s favor at anything more than contempt, you would not give means for this uncivil rule
Malvolio
She uses me with a more exalted respect than anyone else that follows her
Malvolio
I will be strange, stout, in yellow stockings and cross-gartered
Malvolio
Nothing that can be can come between me and the full prospect of my hopes
Malvolio
And tell me, in the modesty of honor / Why you have given me such clear lights of favor
Malvolio
My desires, like fell and cruel hounds / E’er since pursue me
Orsino
I have unclasped / To thee the book even of my secret soul
Orsino
I know thu constellation is right apt / For this affair
Orsino
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm / more longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn / Than women’s are
Orsino
I’ll sacrifice the lamb that i do love / To spite a raven’s heart within a dove
Orsino
Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feet / Where thou and i henceforth may never meet
Orsino
One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons!
Orsino
My stars shine darkly over me
Sebastian
If it be thus a dream, still let me sleep!
Sebastian
Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune / So far exceed all instance all discourse / That i am ready to distrust mine eyes
Sebastian
Ay, sir; i have them at my finger’s ends: marry, now i let go of your hand, i am barren
Maria
Peace, you rouge, no more o’ that
Maria
It is grounds of faith / That all that look on him love him; and on / That vice in him will my revenge find notable cause to work
Maria
I will drop in his way some obscure epistles of love… i can write very like my lady your neice
Maria
Many enimies in Orsino’s court
Antonio
That for his love dares yet do more
Antonio
Cried fame and honour on him
Antonio