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Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare
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CLOWN.
'His eyes do show his days are almost done.'

MALVOLIO.
Is 't even so?

SIR TOBY.
'But I will never die.'

CLOWN.
Sir Toby, there you lie.

MALVOLIO.
This is much credit to you.

SIR TOBY.
'Shall I bid him go?'

CLOWN.
'What and if you do?'

SIR TOBY.
'Shall I bid him go, and spare not?'

CLOWN.
'O, no, no, no, no, you dare not.'

SIR TOBY.
Out o' tune, sir? ye lie. Art any more than a steward? Dost thou
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