Speeches (Lines) for Servant in "The Comedy of Errors"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 V / 1
  • O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!
    My master and his man are bot...
  • O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!
    My master and his man are both broke loose,
    Beaten the maids a-row and bound the doctor
    Whose beard they have singed off with brands of fire;
    And ever, as it blazed, 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,
    And sure, unless you send some present help,
    Between them they will kill the conjurer.
  • Solinus. Long since thy husband served me in my wars,
    And I to thee engaged a prince's word,
    When thou didst make him master of thy bed,
    To do him all the grace and good I could.
    Go, some of you, knock at the abbey-gate
    And bid the lady abbess come to me.
    I will determine this before I stir.

    Servant. O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!
    My master and his man are both broke loose,
    Beaten the maids a-row and bound the doctor
    Whose beard they have singed off with brands of fire;
    And ever, as it blazed, 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,
    And sure, unless you send some present help,
    Between them they will kill the conjurer.

2 V / 1
  • Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true;
    I have not breathed almost since I...
  • Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true;
    I have not breathed almost since I did see it.
    He cries for you, and vows, if he can take you,
    To scorch your face and to disfigure you.
    [Cry within]
    Hark, hark! I hear him, mistress. fly, be gone!
  • Adriana. Peace, fool! thy master and his man are here,
    And that is false thou dost report to us.

    Servant. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true;
    I have not breathed almost since I did see it.
    He cries for you, and vows, if he can take you,
    To scorch your face and to disfigure you.
    [Cry within]
    Hark, hark! I hear him, mistress. fly, be gone!

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