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Is This Not Love?

from Twelfth Night by Shaina Taub

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FESTE:
I CAN TELL YOU ANYTHING, MY FRIEND
EXCEPT HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU
CAUSE I KNOW YOU DON’T RETURN IT

THOUGH AIN’T IT OBVIOUS, MY FRIEND
I’M NOT MYSELF AROUND YOU
BUT I LIKE WHO I AM TURNING INTO
‘CAUSE I BEEN MISSING PARTS OF ME
BUT WHEN I’M WITH YOU, I FEEL PUT BACK TOGETHER

AND I KNOW I SHOULDN’T SAY IT
BUT BABY, WHY DON’T YOU SEE IT?

IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU?
DO YOU FEEL IT TOO?
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT WE’RE FEELING?
IS THIS NOT LOVE?

ORSINO:
Once more, Cesario,
Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty.
Tell her my love.

VIOLA:
But if she cannot love you, sir?

DUKE ORSINO:
I cannot be so answered.

FESTE:
I’M DESPONDENCE DRESSED LIKE CONFIDENCE
A LAMB IN LION’S CLOTHES
I WANNA HOLD YOU SO BAD
AND I’M NOT THE ONE YOU CHOSE

BUT SOMETIMES YOUR EYES CATCH MINE
AND I DARE THINK IT
OH I THINK YOU KNOW IT

IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU?
DO YOU FEEL IT TOO?
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT WE’RE FEELING?
IS THIS NOT LOVE?

VIOLA:
Say that some lady, as perhaps there is,
Hath for your love a great a pang of heart
As you have for Olivia: you cannot love her;
You tell her so; must she not then be answered?

DUKE ORSINO:
Make no compare
Between that love a woman can bear me
And that I owe Olivia.

VIOLA:
Ay, but I know--

DUKE ORSINO:
What dost thou know?

VIOLA:
Too well what love women to men may owe:
In faith, they are as true of heart as we.
My father had a daughter loved a man
As it might be, perhaps, were I woman,
I should your lordship.

ORSINO:
And what’s her history?

VIOLA:
She never told her love.
She pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.
Was not this love indeed?

ORSINO:
But died thy sister of her love, my boy?

VIOLA:
…I know not.

FESTE:
WILL I DIE WITHOUT SAYING A THING?
WILL I WAIT HERE FOR YEARS SILENTLY?
OR WILL I RISK IT ALL
LAY BARE MY HEART
AND SAY IT BABY
I GOTTA SAY IT BABY
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT I FEEL FOR YOU?
OH I KNOW YOU FEEL IT TOO
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE THAT WE’RE FEELING
WE’RE FEELING
I KNOW WE’RE FEELING IT, YEAH
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT LOVE?
IS THIS NOT…

VIOLA:
Sir, shall I to this lady?

DUKE ORSINO:
To her in haste.
Give her this jewel.

(Exit VIOLA)

DUKE ORSINO:
(offering a coin to the FESTE)
There's for thy pains.

FESTE:
(Refusing the coin)
No pains, sir. I take pleasure in it.

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from Twelfth Night, released December 2, 2016
Music & Lyrics by Shaina Taub
Vocals by Shaina Taub
Piano by David Farrell Melton

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