Scenes from the play...

"This is Illyria Lady..."

"I pray you, bring your hand to the buttery bar and let it drink..."

"Were you sent hither to appraise me?"

"She left no ring with me What means this lady"	"Out of tune sir? You lie!"
"Come away, Come away death..."	The gulling of Malvolio

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