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Twelfth Night, or What You Will. Malam Keduabelas ( bahasa Inggris: Twelfth Night) adalah sandiwara komedi karya William Shakespeare. Sandiwara ini diperkirakan pertama diangkat ke atas panggung pada tanggal 6 Januari 1601, 12 hari setelah Natal, yang merupakan asal muasal judulnya, dan merupakan salah satu komedi Shakespeare yang paling terkenal.
Twelfth Night. Twelfth Night, or What You Will is a romantic comedy by William Shakespeare, believed to have been written around 1601–1602 as a Twelfth Night entertainment for the close of the Christmas season. The play centres on the twins Viola and Sebastian, who are separated in a shipwreck. Viola (who is disguised as Cesario) falls in ...
Twelfth Night Full Play Summary. In the kingdom of Illyria, a nobleman named Orsino lies around listening to music, pining away for the love of Lady Olivia. He cannot have her because she is in mourning for her dead brother and refuses to entertain any proposals of marriage. Meanwhile, off the coast, a storm has caused a terrible shipwreck.
The sister, Viola, disguises herself as a man and takes service with Duke Orsino, who has fallen in love with Lady Olivia. Entrusted with pleading on her master's behalf, Viola is utterly disconcerted to find that Olivia has fallen in love with her. Thus begins the confusion of this delightful comedy. Paul Kafno. Director.
Shakespeare wrote Twelfth Night to mark the last night of this season, and, accordingly, it includes cross-dressing, practical jokes, multiple cases of mistaken identity, and its own "Lord of Misrule," the unforgettable Sir Toby Belch. This play is also an examination of certain religious conflicts that were inflaming England in Shakespeare's day.
DUKE ORSINO's palace. 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!
16 de jul. de 2023 · SEBASTIAN. I am sorry, madam, I have hurt your kinsman; But had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less with wit and safety. You throw a strange regard upon me, and by that I do perceive it hath offended you. Pardon me, sweet one, even for the vows We made each other but so late ago.
