i liked the dog, for laughs.
when the queen commands it.
be still.
playhouses are not for well-born ladies.
well-monied is the same as well-born and well-married is more so. lord wessex was looking at you tonight.
like valentine and silvia?
as a nurse.
clean your teeth while you dream, then.
now spit
who asks for him?
master kent is…my nephew.
much god may it do you.
verona again.
your mother, and your father
he looks well enough for a mountebank.
my lady, this play will end badly. i will tell.
lady viola is pious, my lord.
it would be better that you return tomorrow, my lord.
go to, go to.
my lady, the house is stirring, it is a new day.
be patient, my lord, she is dressing.
my lady…my lady…now is the time to show your breeding.
my lord!
be good to her, my lord!
god bless you!
dead!