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I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please.

      — As You Like It, Act II Scene 7

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KEYWORD: faith

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1

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Luce

672

[Within] Faith, no; he comes too late;
And so tell your master.

2

Comedy of Errors
[III, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

889

Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it hot in her breath.

3

Comedy of Errors
[III, 2]

Dromio of Syracuse

896

Oh, sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this
drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me, call'd me
Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what
privy marks I had about me, as, the mark of my
shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my
left arm, that I amazed ran from her as a witch:
And, I think, if my breast had not been made of
faith and my heart of steel,
She had transform'd me to a curtal dog and made
me turn i' the wheel.

4

Comedy of Errors
[IV, 4]

Dromio of Syracuse

1414

Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us
no harm: you saw they speak us fair, give us gold:
methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for
the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of
me, I could find in my heart to stay here still and
turn witch.

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