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1

Merchant of Venice
[I, 1]

Salarino

24

My wind cooling my broth
Would blow me to an ague, when I thought
What harm a wind too great at sea might do.
I should not see the sandy hour-glass run,
But I should think of shallows and of flats,
And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand,
Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs
To kiss her burial. Should I go to church
And see the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,
Which touching but my gentle vessel's side,
Would scatter all her spices on the stream,
Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks,
And, in a word, but even now worth this,
And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought
To think on this, and shall I lack the thought
That such a thing bechanced would make me sad?
But tell not me; I know, Antonio
Is sad to think upon his merchandise.

2

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

131

Who, Sir Andrew Aguecheek?

3

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

150

With drinking healths to my niece: I'll drink to
her as long as there is a passage in my throat and
drink in Illyria: he's a coward and a coystrill
that will not drink to my niece till his brains turn
o' the toe like a parish-top. What, wench!
Castiliano vulgo! for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface.

4

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

(stage directions)

156

[Enter SIR ANDREW]

5

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

158

Sweet Sir Andrew!

6

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

161

Accost, Sir Andrew, accost.

7

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

172

An thou let part so, Sir Andrew, would thou mightst
never draw sword again.

8

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

(stage directions)

700

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and SIR ANDREW]

9

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

701

Approach, Sir Andrew: not to be abed after
midnight is to be up betimes; and 'diluculo
surgere,' thou know'st,—

10

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

(stage directions)

1028

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]

11

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Sir Toby Belch

1036

To anger him we'll have the bear again; and we will
fool him black and blue: shall we not, Sir Andrew?

12

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Malvolio

1104

'One Sir Andrew,'—

13

Twelfth Night
[III, 1]

(stage directions)

1303

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR ANDREW]

14

Twelfth Night
[III, 1]

Olivia

1327

Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to my hearing.
[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and MARIA]
Give me your hand, sir.

15

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

(stage directions)

1405

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]

16

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

Fabian

1408

You must needs yield your reason, Sir Andrew.

17

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

Fabian

1441

There is no way but this, Sir Andrew.

18

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

(stage directions)

1454

[Exit SIR ANDREW]

19

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

Sir Toby Belch

1460

Never trust me, then; and by all means stir on the
youth to an answer. I think oxen and wainropes
cannot hale them together. For Andrew, if he were
opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as
will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of
the anatomy.

20

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

(stage directions)

1684

[Enter SIR ANDREW]