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Antipholis of Ephefus , Antipholis of Syracufe , Dromio of Ephefus , Dromio of Syracufe , Balthazar , a Merchant . Angelo , a Goldsmith . Twin - Brothers , and Sons to Egeon and Amilia , but unknown to each other .
Antipholis of Ephefus , Antipholis of Syracufe , Dromio of Ephefus , Dromio of Syracufe , Balthazar , a Merchant . Angelo , a Goldsmith . Twin - Brothers , and Sons to Egeon and Amilia , but unknown to each other .
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Ant . Go bear it to the Centaur , where we hoft , And stay there , Dromio , ' till I come to thee : Within this hour it will be dinner - time ; ( 3 ) Now trust me , were it not against our laws , Against my crown , my oath , my dignity ...
Ant . Go bear it to the Centaur , where we hoft , And stay there , Dromio , ' till I come to thee : Within this hour it will be dinner - time ; ( 3 ) Now trust me , were it not against our laws , Against my crown , my oath , my dignity ...
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[ Exit Dromio Ant . A trufty villain , Sir , that very oft , When I am dull with care and melancholy , Lightens my humour with his merry jefts . What , will you walk with me about the town , And then go to the inn and dine with me ?
[ Exit Dromio Ant . A trufty villain , Sir , that very oft , When I am dull with care and melancholy , Lightens my humour with his merry jefts . What , will you walk with me about the town , And then go to the inn and dine with me ?
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... come to you in post ; If I return , I fhall be poft indeed ; For she will score your fault upon my pate : Methinks , your maw , like mine , fhould be your clock ; And ftrike you home without a meffenger . Ant . Come , Dromio ...
... come to you in post ; If I return , I fhall be poft indeed ; For she will score your fault upon my pate : Methinks , your maw , like mine , fhould be your clock ; And ftrike you home without a meffenger . Ant . Come , Dromio ...
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[ Exit Dromio Ant . Upon my life , by fome device or other , The villain is o'er - wrought of all my money . They fay , this town is full of couzenage ; As , nimble jugglers , that deceive the eye ( 4 ) ; Dark - working forcerers ...
[ Exit Dromio Ant . Upon my life , by fome device or other , The villain is o'er - wrought of all my money . They fay , this town is full of couzenage ; As , nimble jugglers , that deceive the eye ( 4 ) ; Dark - working forcerers ...
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Seite 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 396 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 260 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.