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Shakespeare Quotes from The Comedy of Errors
A wretched soul, bruis'd with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burthen'd with like weight of pain, As much, or more, we should ourselves complain. U.— filed under Adversity
Though now this grained face of mine be hid In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, And all the conduits of my blood froze up, Yet hath my night of life some memory.— filed under Affliction
"Fly pride," says the peacock.— filed under Birds-Pelican
He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere, Ill-faced, worse-bodied, shapeless everywhere; Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind, Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.— filed under Character
I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this man, To yield possession to my holy prayers, And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight; I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven!— filed under Day
O, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive. ScoTT-Marmion. Canto VI. St. 17. And here we wander in illusions; Some blessed power deliver us from hence!— filed under Deceit
If you do, expect spoon-meat; or bespeak a long spoon.— filed under Eating
Perhaps some merchant hath invited him And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner. Good sister, let us dine and never fret.— filed under Eating
Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here.— filed under Eating
This is the fairy-land; O spite of spites! We talk with goblins, owls and sprites.— filed under Fairies
O, grief hath chang'd me since you saw me last, And careful hours with time's deform'd hand Have written strange defeatures in my face.— filed under Grief
If aught possess thee from me, it is dross, Usurping ivy, brier, or idle moss; Who, all for want of pruning, with intrusion Infect thy sap and live on thy confusion.— filed under Herbage
I will attend my husband, be his nurse, Diet his sickness, for it is my office.— filed under Husband
So every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity. Julius Cæsar. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 101. Why, headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe; There's nothing, situate under heaven's eye But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky.— filed under Liberty
I will fasten on this sleeve of thine: Thou art an elm, my husband, I, a vine.— filed under Matrimony
O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears.— filed under Mermaids
The one so like the other As could not be distinguish'd but by names.— filed under Nature
The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit, The clock hath strucken twelve.— filed under Occupations-Culinary
I see the jewel best enameled Will lose his beauty; and the gold 'bides still, That others touch, and often touching will Wear gold.— filed under Occupations-Jeweler
Whose beard they have sing'd off with brands of fire; And ever, as it blaz'd, they threw on him Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair: My master preaches patience to him and the while His man with scissors nicks him like a fool.— filed under Occupations-Tonsorial
The always wind-obeying deep.— filed under Ocean
Orators. Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.— filed under Oratory
Every why hath a wherefore.— filed under Archimedes
He must have a long spoon that must eat must eat with the devil. jj.— filed under Proverbs
There's a time for all things.— filed under Proverbs
aa. Unquiet meals make ill digestions. bb.— filed under Proverbs
I am an ass, indeed, you may prove it by my long ears. I have served him from the hour of my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for my service but blows. When I am cold, he heats me with beating.— filed under Service
For slander lives upon succession, Forever housed where it gets possession. S.— filed under Slander
When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport, But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.— filed under Summer
Thou hast stolen both mine office and my name; The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle blame.— filed under Thought
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.— filed under Tongues
A table full of welcome makes scarce one dainty dish.— filed under Welcome
I hold your dainties cheap, sir, and your welcome dear.— filed under Welcome
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.— filed under Welcome