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shakespeare-twelfth-2404		shakespeare-twelfth-2404			.txt	text/plain	21862	2835	98	SIR TOBY BELCH Then hadst thou had an excellent head of hair. SIR TOBY BELCH Past question; for thou seest it will not curl by nature. SIR TOBY BELCH Art thou good at these kickshawses, knight? SIR TOBY BELCH What is thy excellence in a galliard, knight? SIR TOBY BELCH Thou'rt a scholar; let us therefore eat and drink. SIR TOBY BELCH Come on; there is sixpence for you: let's have a song. SIR TOBY BELCH My lady's a Cataian, we are politicians, Malvolio's SIR TOBY BELCH He shall think, by the letters that thou wilt drop, SIR TOBY BELCH Come thy ways, Signior Fabian. SIR TOBY BELCH Wilt thou set thy foot o' my neck? VIOLA Art not thou the Lady Olivia's fool? [Re-enter MARIA, with SIR TOBY BELCH and FABIAN] SIR TOBY BELCH [Reads] 'Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in my	./cache/shakespeare-twelfth-2404.txt	./txt/shakespeare-twelfth-2404.txt