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Comedy of Errors
[I, 1] |
Solinus |
5 |
Merchant of Syracuse, plead no more;
I am not partial to infringe our laws:
The enmity and discord which of late
Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke
To merchants, our well-dealing countrymen,
Who wanting guilders to redeem their lives
Have seal'd his rigorous statutes with their bloods,
Excludes all pity from our threatening looks.
For, since the mortal and intestine jars
'Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us,
It hath in solemn synods been decreed
Both by the Syracusians and ourselves,
To admit no traffic to our adverse towns Nay, more,
If any born at Ephesus be seen
At any Syracusian marts and fairs;
Again: if any Syracusian born
Come to the bay of Ephesus, he dies,
His goods confiscate to the duke's dispose,
Unless a thousand marks be levied,
To quit the penalty and to ransom him.
Thy substance, valued at the highest rate,
Cannot amount unto a hundred marks;
Therefore by law thou art condemned to die.
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2 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 1] |
Solinus |
30 |
Well, Syracusian, say in brief the cause
Why thou departed'st from thy native home
And for what cause thou camest to Ephesus.
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3 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 1] |
Solinus |
123 |
And for the sake of them thou sorrowest for,
Do me the favour to dilate at full
What hath befall'n of them and thee till now.
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4 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 1] |
Solinus |
142 |
Hapless AEgeon, whom the fates have mark'd
To bear the extremity of dire mishap!
Now, trust me, were it not against our laws,
Against my crown, my oath, my dignity,
Which princes, would they, may not disannul,
My soul would sue as advocate for thee.
But, though thou art adjudged to the death
And passed sentence may not be recall'd
But to our honour's great disparagement,
Yet I will favour thee in what I can.
Therefore, merchant, I'll limit thee this day
To seek thy life by beneficial help:
Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus;
Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum,
And live; if no, then thou art doom'd to die.
Gaoler, take him to thy custody.
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5 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
197 |
He that commends me to mine own content
Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
I to the world am like a drop of water
That in the ocean seeks another drop,
Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,
Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:
So I, to find a mother and a brother,
In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.
[Enter DROMIO of Ephesus]
Here comes the almanac of my true date.
What now? how chance thou art return'd so soon?
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6 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
223 |
I am not in a sportive humour now:
Tell me, and dally not, where is the money?
We being strangers here, how darest thou trust
So great a charge from thine own custody?
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7 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
237 |
Come on, sir knave, have done your foolishness,
And tell me how thou hast disposed thy charge.
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8 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
242 |
In what safe place you have bestow'd my money,
Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours
That stands on tricks when I am undisposed:
Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of me?
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9 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
251 |
Thy mistress' marks? what mistress, slave, hast thou?
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10 |
Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
255 |
What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face,
Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave.
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Comedy of Errors
[II, 1] |
Adriana |
304 |
Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;
They can be meek that have no other cause.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more would we ourselves complain:
So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me,
But, if thou live to see like right bereft,
This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left.
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12 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 1] |
Adriana |
320 |
Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his mind?
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13 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 1] |
Luciana |
323 |
Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?
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14 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 1] |
Adriana |
330 |
Horn-mad, thou villain!
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15 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 1] |
Adriana |
348 |
Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home.
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Comedy of Errors
[II, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
393 |
The gold I gave to Dromio is laid up
Safe at the Centaur; and the heedful slave
Is wander'd forth, in care to seek me out
By computation and mine host's report.
I could not speak with Dromio since at first
I sent him from the mart. See, here he comes.
[Enter DROMIO of Syracuse]
How now sir! is your merry humour alter'd?
As you love strokes, so jest with me again.
You know no Centaur? you received no gold?
Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner?
My house was at the Phoenix? Wast thou mad,
That thus so madly thou didst answer me?
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17 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
410 |
Villain, thou didst deny the gold's receipt,
And told'st me of a mistress and a dinner;
For which, I hope, thou felt'st I was displeased.
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18 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
415 |
Yea, dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth?
Think'st thou I jest? Hold, take thou that, and that.
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19 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
434 |
Dost thou not know?
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20 |
Comedy of Errors
[II, 2] |
Antipholus of Syracuse |
475 |
Why, thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit.
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