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Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.

      — The Comedy of Errors, Act III Scene 1

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KEYWORD: remembrance

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1

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

135

By what? by any other house or person?
Of any thing the image tell me that
Hath kept with thy remembrance.

2

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

138

'Tis far off
And rather like a dream than an assurance
That my remembrance warrants. Had I not
Four or five women once that tended me?

3

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

162

O, my heart bleeds
To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to,
Which is from my remembrance! Please you, farther.

4

Tempest
[II, 1]

Antonio

959

Thus, sir:
Although this lord of weak remembrance, this,
Who shall be of as little memory
When he is earth'd, hath here almost persuade,—
For he's a spirit of persuasion, only
Professes to persuade,—the king his son's alive,
'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd
And he that sleeps here swims.

5

Tempest
[V, 1]

Alonso

2174

If thou be'st Prospero,
Give us particulars of thy preservation;
How thou hast met us here, who three hours since
Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost—
How sharp the point of this remembrance is!—
My dear son Ferdinand.

6

Tempest
[V, 1]

Prospero

2254

There, sir, stop:
Let us not burthen our remembrance with
A heaviness that's gone.

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