Speeches (Lines) for First Officer in "Twelfth Night; or, What You Will"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 III / 4
  • This is the man; do thy office.
  • This is the man; do thy office.
  • Sir Andrew Aguecheek. Marry, will I, sir; and, for that I promised you,
    I'll be as good as my word: he will bear you easily
    and reins well.

    First Officer. This is the man; do thy office.

2 III / 4
  • No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well,
    Though now you have no sea-cap on...
  • No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well,
    Though now you have no sea-cap on your head.
    Take him away: he knows I know him well.
  • Antonio. You do mistake me, sir.

    First Officer. No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well,
    Though now you have no sea-cap on your head.
    Take him away: he knows I know him well.

3 III / 4
  • What's that to us? The time goes by: away!
  • What's that to us? The time goes by: away!
  • Antonio. Let me speak a little. This youth that you see here
    I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death,
    Relieved him with such sanctity of love,
    And to his image, which methought did promise
    Most venerable worth, did I devotion.

    First Officer. What's that to us? The time goes by: away!

4 III / 4
  • The man grows mad: away with him! Come, come, sir.
  • The man grows mad: away with him! Come, come, sir.
  • Antonio. But O how vile an idol proves this god
    Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.
    In nature there's no blemish but the mind;
    None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind:
    Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil
    Are empty trunks o'erflourish'd by the devil.

    First Officer. The man grows mad: away with him! Come, come, sir.

5 V / 1
  • Orsino, this is that Antonio
    That took the Phoenix and her fraught from Cand...
  • 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.
  • Orsino. That face of his I do remember well;
    Yet, when I saw it last, it was besmear'd
    As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war:
    A bawbling 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 honour on him. What's the matter?

    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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