Monologue

Sir Toby Monologue from Twelfth Night

From Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare

male · comedic · 31 sec

With drinking healths to my niece; I’ll drink to her as long as there is a passage in my throat, and drink in Illyria. He’s a coward and a coystril that will not drink to my niece till his brains turn o’ the toe like a parish top. What, wench! _Castiliano vulgo:_ for here comes Sir Andrew Agueface. Enter Sir Andrew.

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