Duke Orsino:
If this be so, as yet the glass seems true, I shall have share in this most happy wreck.
Duke Orsino:
[to Viola/Cesario]
Duke Orsino:
Boy, thou hast said to me a thousand times thou never shouldst love woman like to me.
Viola:
And all those sayings will I overswear.
Duke Orsino:
Give me thy hand. Your master quits you; and for your service done him, so much against the mettle of your sex, here is my hand. You shall from this time be your master's mistress.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:31