Transcript As You Like It - Palomar College

Twelfth Night
Structure,
speeches, and staging
Twelfth Night -- Act I
Scene 1
Orsino sad
Scene 2
Viola sad
To serve Orsino
Scene 4
Viola and Orsino
Scene 3
Sir Toby drunk
Maria aids
Scene 5
Maria/Feste
Feste/Olivia
Olivia/Malvolio
Olivia/Cesario (Viola)
Twelfth Night -- Act I
Scene 1
ORSINO If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Twelfth Night -- Act I
Scene 5
OLIVIA What's a drunken man like, fool?
FESTE Like a drowned man, a fool and a mad man:
one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second
mads him; and a third drowns him.
Twelfth Night -- Act I
Scene 5
CESARIO If I did love you in my master's
flame,
With such a suffering, such a deadly life,
In your denial I would find no sense;
I would not understand it.
OLIVIA Why, what would you?
Twelfth Night -- Act I
Scene 5
CESARIO Make me a willow cabin at your gate,
And call upon my soul within the house;
Write loyal cantons of contemned love
And sing them loud even in the dead of night;
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not rest
Between the elements of air and earth,
But you should pity me!
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 1
Antonio/Sebastian
Scene 2
Malvolio/Cesario
Scene 4
Orsino/Viola
Feste
Scene 3
Sir Toby/Andrew
Maria/Feste
Malvolio
Scene 5
Maria’s Jest
Malvolio letter
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 2
CESARIO My master loves her dearly;
And I, poor monster, fond as much on him;
And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
What will become of this? As I am man,
My state is desperate for my master's love;
As I am woman,--now alas the day!-What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must untangle this, not I;
It is too hard a knot for me to untie!
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 3
FESTE (sings) What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 3
SIR TOBY Art any more than a steward? Dost
thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be
no more cakes and ale?
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 4
ORSINO For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn,
Than women's are.
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 4
FESTE (sings) Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 4
CESARIO She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
We men may say more, swear more: but indeed
Our shows are more than will; for still we prove
Much in our vows, but little in our love.
Twelfth Night -- Act II
Scene 5
MALVOLIO By my life, this is my
lady's hand these be her very C's, her U's and her
T's and thus makes she her great P's.
Twelfth Night -- Act III
Scene 1
Viola/Feste
Sir Toby/Andrew
Viola/Olivia
Scene 2
Sir Andrew to
Challenge Cesario
Scene 4
Olivia/Malvolio, yellow stockings
Sir Toby to care for Malvolio
Olivia/Cesario
Viola challenged by Sir Andrew
Antonio rescues Viola
Scene 3
Sebastian/
Antonio
Twelfth Night -- Act III
Scene 1
CESARIO By innocence I swear, and by my youth
I have one heart, one bosom and one truth,
And that no woman has; nor never none
Shall mistress be of it, save I alone.
And so adieu, good madam: never more
Will I my master's tears to you deplore.
Twelfth Night -- Act IV
Scene 1
Feste/Sebastian
Sebastian fights Sir Toby
Olivia breaks up fight
Scene 2
Malvolio’s torment
Feste as Sir Topas
Scene 3
Olivia and
Sebastian marry
Twelfth Night -- Act IV
Scene 1
SEBASTIAN What relish is in this?
how runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream:
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep;
If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
Twelfth Night -- Act V
Scene 1
Feste/Fabian
Feste/Orsino
Viola/Orsino/Antonio
Olivia/Orsino/Cesario
Sebastian/Sir Toby/Sir Andrew
Viola/Sebastian
Malvolio
Feste’s Song
Twelfth Night -- Act V
Scene 1
ORSINO One face, one voice, one habit, and two
persons, A natural perspective, that is and is not!
Twelfth Night -- Act V
Scene 1
SEBASTIAN
So comes it, lady, you have been mistook:
But nature to her bias drew in that.
You would have been contracted to a maid;
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived,
You are betroth'd both to a maid and man.
Twelfth Night -- Act V
Scene 1
FESTE (sings)
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.
But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain.
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain, it raineth every
Twelfth Night -- Act V
Scene 1
FESTE (sings) con’t
But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, it raineth every day
But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, it raineth every day
Twelfth Night -- Act V
Scene 1
FESTE (sings) con’t
A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain
But that's all one, our play is done,
And we'll strive to please you every day.