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Speeches (Lines) for Adriana
in "Comedy of Errors"

Total: 79

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1

II,1,273

Neither my husband nor the slave return'd,
That in such haste I sent to seek his master!...

2

II,1,282

Why should their liberty than ours be more?

3

II,1,284

Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill.

4

II,1,286

There's none but asses will be bridled so.

5

II,1,298

This servitude makes you to keep unwed.

6

II,1,300

But, were you wedded, you would bear some sway.

7

II,1,302

How if your husband start some other where?

8

II,1,304

Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;
They can be meek that have no other cause....

9

II,1,317

Say, is your tardy master now at hand?

10

II,1,320

Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his mind?

11

II,1,327

But say, I prithee, is he coming home? It seems he
hath great care to please his wife.

12

II,1,330

Horn-mad, thou villain!

13

II,1,348

Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home.

14

II,1,351

Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across.

15

II,1,354

Hence, prating peasant! fetch thy master home.

16

II,1,361

His company must do his minions grace,
Whilst I at home starve for a merry look....

17

II,1,377

Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense.
I know his eye doth homage otherwhere,...

18

II,2,499

Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown:
Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects;...

19

II,2,546

By thee; and this thou didst return from him,
That he did buffet thee, and, in his blows,...

20

II,2,557

How ill agrees it with your gravity
To counterfeit thus grossly with your slave,...

21

II,2,593

Come, come, no longer will I be a fool,
To put the finger in the eye and weep,...

22

II,2,608

Ay; and let none enter, lest I break your pate.

23

III,1,690

[Within] Who is that at the door that keeps all
this noise?

24

III,1,695

[Within] Your wife, sir knave! go get you from the door.

25

IV,2,1072

Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so?
Mightst thou perceive austerely in his eye...

26

IV,2,1079

He meant he did me none; the more my spite.

27

IV,2,1081

And true he swore, though yet forsworn he were.

28

IV,2,1083

And what said he?

29

IV,2,1085

With what persuasion did he tempt thy love?

30

IV,2,1088

Didst speak him fair?

31

IV,2,1090

I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will....

32

IV,2,1098

Ah, but I think him better than I say,
And yet would herein others' eyes were worse....

33

IV,2,1106

Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well?

34

IV,2,1117

Why, man, what is the matter?

35

IV,2,1119

What, is he arrested? Tell me at whose suit.

36

IV,2,1123

Go fetch it, sister.
[Exit Luciana]...

37

IV,2,1130

What, the chain?

38

IV,2,1134

The hours come back! that did I never hear.

39

IV,2,1137

As if Time were in debt! how fondly dost thou reason!

40

IV,2,1145

Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight;
And bring thy master home immediately....

41

IV,4,1296

His incivility confirms no less.
Good Doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer;...

42

IV,4,1310

O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul!

43

IV,4,1316

O husband, God doth know you dined at home;
Where would you had remain'd until this time,...

44

IV,4,1330

Is't good to soothe him in these contraries?

45

IV,4,1334

Alas, I sent you money to redeem you,
By Dromio here, who came in haste for it.

46

IV,4,1339

He came to me and I deliver'd it.

47

IV,4,1348

I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.

48

IV,4,1351

Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in both.

49

IV,4,1359

O, bind him, bind him! let him not come near me.

50

IV,4,1369

What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?
Hast thou delight to see a wretched man...

51

IV,4,1374

I will discharge thee ere I go from thee:
Bear me forthwith unto his creditor,...

52

IV,4,1385

Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with me.
[Exeunt all but Adriana, Luciana, Officer and]...

53

IV,4,1390

I know the man. What is the sum he owes?

54

IV,4,1392

Say, how grows it due?

55

IV,4,1394

He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not.

56

IV,4,1399

It may be so, but I did never see it.
Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is:...

57

IV,4,1405

And come with naked swords.
Let's call more help to have them bound again.

58

V,1,1459

Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake! he is mad.
Some get within him, take his sword away:...

59

V,1,1468

To fetch my poor distracted husband hence.
Let us come in, that we may bind him fast...

60

V,1,1474

This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad,
And much different from the man he was;...

61

V,1,1484

To none of these, except it be the last;
Namely, some love that drew him oft from home.

62

V,1,1487

Why, so I did.

63

V,1,1489

As roughly as my modesty would let me.

64

V,1,1491

And in assemblies too.

65

V,1,1493

It was the copy of our conference:
In bed he slept not for my urging it;...

66

V,1,1521

She did betray me to my own reproof.
Good people enter and lay hold on him.

67

V,1,1524

Then let your servants bring my husband forth.

68

V,1,1529

I will attend my husband, be his nurse,
Diet his sickness, for it is my office,...

69

V,1,1540

I will not hence and leave my husband here:
And ill it doth beseem your holiness...

70

V,1,1546

Come, go: I will fall prostrate at his feet
And never rise until my tears and prayers...

71

V,1,1567

Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess!

72

V,1,1570

May it please your grace, Antipholus, my husband,
Whom I made lord of me and all I had,...

73

V,1,1613

Peace, fool! thy master and his man are here,
And that is false thou dost report to us.

74

V,1,1622

Ay me, it is my husband! Witness you,
That he is borne about invisible:...

75

V,1,1644

No, my good lord: myself, he and my sister
To-day did dine together. So befall my soul...

76

V,1,1773

I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me.

77

V,1,1811

Which of you two did dine with me to-day?

78

V,1,1813

And are not you my husband?

79

V,1,1826

I sent you money, sir, to be your bail,
By Dromio; but I think he brought it not.

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