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1

Comedy of Errors
[II, 1]

Luciana

276

Perhaps some merchant hath invited him,
And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner.
Good sister, let us dine and never fret:
A man is master of his liberty:
Time is their master, and, when they see time,
They'll go or come: if so, be patient, sister.

2

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

439

Why, first,—for flouting me; and then, wherefore—
For urging it the second time to me.

3

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

450

In good time, sir; what's that?

4

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

457

Well, sir, learn to jest in good time: there's a
time for all things.

5

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

461

Marry, sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald
pate of father Time himself.

6

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

464

There's no time for a man to recover his hair that
grows bald by nature.

7

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

469

Why is Time such a niggard of hair, being, as it is,
so plentiful an excrement?

8

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

488

You would all this time have proved there is no
time for all things.

9

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

490

Marry, and did, sir; namely, no time to recover hair
lost by nature.

10

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

492

But your reason was not substantial, why there is no
time to recover.

11

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

494

Thus I mend it: Time himself is bald and therefore
to the world's end will have bald followers.

12

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Adriana

499

Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown:
Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects;
I am not Adriana nor thy wife.
The time was once when thou unurged wouldst vow
That never words were music to thine ear,
That never object pleasing in thine eye,
That never touch well welcome to thy hand,
That never meat sweet-savor'd in thy taste,
Unless I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or carved to thee.
How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it,
That thou art thus estranged from thyself?
Thyself I call it, being strange to me,
That, undividable, incorporate,
Am better than thy dear self's better part.
Ah, do not tear away thyself from me!
For know, my love, as easy mayest thou fall
A drop of water in the breaking gulf,
And take unmingled that same drop again,
Without addition or diminishing,
As take from me thyself and not me too.
How dearly would it touch me to the quick,
Shouldst thou but hear I were licentious
And that this body, consecrate to thee,
By ruffian lust should be contaminate!
Wouldst thou not spit at me and spurn at me
And hurl the name of husband in my face
And tear the stain'd skin off my harlot-brow
And from my false hand cut the wedding-ring
And break it with a deep-divorcing vow?
I know thou canst; and therefore see thou do it.
I am possess'd with an adulterate blot;
My blood is mingled with the crime of lust:
For if we too be one and thou play false,
I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
Being strumpeted by thy contagion.
Keep then far league and truce with thy true bed;
I live unstain'd, thou undishonoured.

13

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

551

I, sir? I never saw her till this time.

14

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Dromio of Syracuse

662

[Within] The porter for this time, sir, and my name
is Dromio.

15

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Balthazar

720

Have patience, sir; O, let it not be so!
Herein you war against your reputation
And draw within the compass of suspect
The unviolated honour of your wife.
Once this,—your long experience of her wisdom,
Her sober virtue, years and modesty,
Plead on her part some cause to you unknown:
And doubt not, sir, but she will well excuse
Why at this time the doors are made against you.
Be ruled by me: depart in patience,
And let us to the Tiger all to dinner,
And about evening come yourself alone
To know the reason of this strange restraint.
If by strong hand you offer to break in
Now in the stirring passage of the day,
A vulgar comment will be made of it,
And that supposed by the common rout
Against your yet ungalled estimation
That may with foul intrusion enter in
And dwell upon your grave when you are dead;
For slander lives upon succession,
For ever housed where it gets possession.

16

Comedy of Errors
[III, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

906

Go hie thee presently, post to the road:
An if the wind blow any way from shore,
I will not harbour in this town to-night:
If any bark put forth, come to the mart,
Where I will walk till thou return to me.
If every one knows us and we know none,
'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack and be gone.

17

Comedy of Errors
[III, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

916

There's none but witches do inhabit here;
And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence.
She that doth call me husband, even my soul
Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister,
Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace,
Of such enchanting presence and discourse,
Hath almost made me traitor to myself:
But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,
I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song.

18

Comedy of Errors
[IV, 1]

Antipholus of Ephesus

994

No; bear it with you, lest I come not time enough.

19

Comedy of Errors
[IV, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

1131

No, no, the bell: 'tis time that I were gone:
It was two ere I left him, and now the clock
strikes one.

20

Comedy of Errors
[IV, 2]

Adriana

1137

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