Twelfth Night

by: William Shakespeare

Act III, Scene iv

Quotes Act III, Scene iv
Not black in my mind, though yellow in my legs. It
did come to his hands, and commands shall be
executed. I think we do know the sweet Roman
hand (III.iv)
Go, hang yourselves all! You are idle shallow
things. I am not of your element (III.iv)
I have said too much unto a heart of stone
And laid mine honor too unchary out (III.iv)