# Result number

Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.

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1

Comedy of Errors
[II, 1]

Adriana

361

His company must do his minions grace,
Whilst I at home starve for a merry look.
Hath homely age the alluring beauty took
From my poor cheek? then he hath wasted it:
Are my discourses dull? barren my wit?
If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd,
Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard:
Do their gay vestments his affections bait?
That's not my fault: he's master of my state:
What ruins are in me that can be found,
By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground
Of my defeatures. My decayed fair
A sunny look of his would soon repair
But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale
And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale.

2

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

429

Sconce call you it? so you would leave battering, I
had rather have it a head: an you use these blows
long, I must get a sconce for my head and ensconce
it too; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders.
But, I pray, sir why am I beaten?

3

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

471

Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts;
and what he hath scanted men in hair he hath given them in wit.

4

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

473

Why, but there's many a man hath more hair than wit.

5

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

474

Not a man of those but he hath the wit to lose his hair.

6

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

475

Why, thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit.

7

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Antipholus of Syracuse

536

Plead you to me, fair dame? I know you not:
In Ephesus I am but two hours old,
As strange unto your town as to your talk;
Who, every word by all my wit being scann'd,
Want wit in all one word to understand.