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12thN/ 4.1.3-10

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SEBASTIAN

Go to, go to, thou art a foolish fellow:
Let me be clear of thee.

Clown

Well held out, i’ faith! No, I do not know you; nor
I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come
speak with her; nor your name is not Master Cesario;
nor this is not my nose neither. nothing that is so is so.

SEBASTIAN

I prithee, vent thy folly somewhere else: Thou
know’st not me.

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One Response to “12thN/ 4.1.3-10”

  1. ‘NOTHING’ in Shakespeare « Nothing Says:
    May 15, 2009 at 9:16 pm | Reply

    [...] any money ’twill be nothing yet” (3.4.380-396); “nothing that is so is so” (4.1.3-10); “talkest thou nothing but of ladies?” (4.2.24-31); “You broke my head for [...]

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