No Fear Shakespeare
Twelfth Night
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Act 5, Scene 1, Page 3
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ORSINO
You can fool no more money out of me at this throw. If you
will let your lady know I am here to speak with her, and
bring her along with you, it may awake my bounty further.
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ORSINO
You can’t get any more money out of me right now. If you tell your lady I’m here to speak with her, and bring her out with you when you come back, you might make me more generous.
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FOOL
Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come again. I go, sir,
but I would not have you to think that my desire of having
is the sin of covetousness. But, as you say, sir, let your
bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon.
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FOOL
Well then, sing a lullaby to your generosity: it’ll nap until I come back. But don’t think I’m doing this because I’m greedy. I’ll be back soon to wake up your generosity.
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VIOLA
Here comes the man, sir, that did rescue me.
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VIOLA
Here comes the man who rescued me, sir.
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Enter ANTONIO and OFFICERS
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ANTONIO and OFFICERS enter. |
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ORSINO
That face of his I do remember well.
Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmeared
As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war.
A baubling vessel was he captain of,
For shallow draught and bulk unprizable,
With which such scathful grapple did he make
With the most noble bottom of our fleet,
That very envy and the tongue of loss
Cried fame and honor on him.—What’s the matter?
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ORSINO
I remember his face well. Though the last time I saw him it was black from the smoke of war. He was the captain of a flimsy boat that was practically worthless because it was so small. But with that tiny boat he fought such a fierce battle against the largest warship in our fleet that we had to admire his courage and skill even though he caused us a lot of damage.—What’s going on?
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FIRST OFFICER
Orsino, this is that Antonio
That took the Phoenix and her fraught from Candy,
And this is he that did the Tiger board
When your young nephew Titus lost his leg.
Here in the streets, desperate of shame and state,
In private brabble did we apprehend him.
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FIRST OFFICER
Orsino, this is the same Antonio who took the Phoenix and her cargo from Crete and captured our ship the Tiger during the battle where your young nephew Titus lost his leg. We arrested him here for fighting in the streets. It’s as if he didn’t care we were on the lookout for him here.
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