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I do know of these
That therefore only are reputed wise
For saying nothing.

— The Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene 1

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KEYWORD: troth

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# Result number	Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.	Character Indicates who said the line. If it's a play or sonnet, the character name is "Poet."	Line Shows where the line falls within the work. The numbering is not keyed to any copyrighted numbering system found in a volume of collected works (Arden, Oxford, etc.) The numbering starts at the beginning of the work, and does not restart for each scene.	Text The line's full text, with keywords highlighted within it, unless highlighting has been disabled by the user.
1	Twelfth Night [I, 3]	Maria	118	By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier o' nights: your cousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to your ill hours.
2	Twelfth Night [I, 3]	Sir Andrew Aguecheek	169	By my troth, I would not undertake her in this company. Is that the meaning of 'accost'?
3	Twelfth Night [II, 3]	Sir Andrew Aguecheek	704	Nay, my troth, I know not: but I know, to be up late is to be up late.
4	Twelfth Night [II, 3]	Sir Andrew Aguecheek	720	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 spokest of Pigrogromitus, of the Vapians passing the equinoctial of Queubus: 'twas very good, i' faith. I sent thee sixpence for thy leman: hadst it?
5	Twelfth Night [III, 1]	Feste	1257	Troth, sir, I can yield you none without words; and words are grown so false, I am loath to prove reason with them.
6	Twelfth Night [III, 1]	Viola	1278	By my troth, I'll tell thee, I am almost sick for one; [Aside] though I would not have it grow on my chin. Is thy lady within?
7	Twelfth Night [IV, 1]	Feste	1971	By my troth, thou hast an open hand. These wise men that give fools money get themselves a good report—after fourteen years' purchase.
8	Twelfth Night [V, 1]	Feste	2213	By my troth, sir, no; though it please you to be one of my friends.

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