“ If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. ”
William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night (1623). copy citation
| Author | William Shakespeare |
|---|---|
| Source | Twelfth Night |
| Topic | reality fiction |
| Date | 1623 |
| Language | English |
| Reference | |
| Note | Written between 1601 and 1602 |
| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1526/pg1526-images.html |
Context
“No, I warrant you, he will not hear of godliness. MALVOLIO. Go, hang yourselves all! you are idle shallow things: I am not of your element; you shall know more hereafter.
[Exit.]
SIR TOBY. Is't possible? FABIAN. If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
SIR TOBY. His very genius hath taken the infection of the device, man. Maria. Nay, pursue him now; lest the device take air and taint. FABIAN. Why, we shall make him mad indeed. Maria. The house will be the quieter.” source
[Exit.]
SIR TOBY. Is't possible? FABIAN. If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
SIR TOBY. His very genius hath taken the infection of the device, man. Maria. Nay, pursue him now; lest the device take air and taint. FABIAN. Why, we shall make him mad indeed. Maria. The house will be the quieter.” source
