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... heart's dearer heart , My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's Heaven , and my Heaven's claim , Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . ANT . S. Call thyself sister , Sweet , for I aim thee : Thee will ...
... heart's dearer heart , My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's Heaven , and my Heaven's claim , Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . ANT . S. Call thyself sister , Sweet , for I aim thee : Thee will ...
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... heart's meteors tilting in his face Luc . First he denied you had in him no1 right . ADR . He meant he did me none : the more my spite . Luc . Then swore he that he was a stranger here . ADR . And true he swore , though yet forsworn he ...
... heart's meteors tilting in his face Luc . First he denied you had in him no1 right . ADR . He meant he did me none : the more my spite . Luc . Then swore he that he was a stranger here . ADR . And true he swore , though yet forsworn he ...
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... heart prays for him , though my tongue do curse . Enter DROMIO of Syracuse . 20 DRO . S. Here , go ! the desk , the purse ! Sweet , now , make haste ! Luc . How hast thou lost thy breath ? DRO . S. By running fast . 30 ADR . Where is ...
... heart prays for him , though my tongue do curse . Enter DROMIO of Syracuse . 20 DRO . S. Here , go ! the desk , the purse ! Sweet , now , make haste ! Luc . How hast thou lost thy breath ? DRO . S. By running fast . 30 ADR . Where is ...
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Abbess Abbey ACT V Sc ÆGE ÆGEON ANGELO ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse arrested Balthazar bear beat blows bondman bound break brother Centaur chain COMEDY OF ERRORS Corinth COUR deny didst thou din'd dine door dost thou doth DROMIO of Ephesus DROMIO of Syracuse ducats DUKE ears Enter ADRIANA Enter ANTIPHOLUS Enter DROMIO Epidamium Exeunt exit fetch Gaoler gold goldsmith hair hath hence hie thee home to dinner hour House of ANTIPHOLUS husband II Sc IV Sc lock'd LUCE LUCIANA Marry Mart Merchant merry mountebank ne'er never Officer pate PINCH Porpentine pray quoth return'd rope's-end SCENE sconce sent shame Signior sister slave SOLINUS speak stay sweet Syracusian tell there's thou art thou hast thousand marks thyself to-day Town unto villain wench wherefore wife wrong ΙΙΟ