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The Comedy of Errors

William Shakespeare

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Act 3, Scene 2, Page 3

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LUCIANA
Gaze where you should, and that will clear your sight.
 LUCIANA
Train your eye on what you should be looking at, and you’ll see straight again.

ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
As good to wink, sweet love, as look on night.
 ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Sweet love, I’d rather close my eyes than look at darkness.

LUCIANA
Why call you me “love”? Call my sister so.
 LUCIANA
Why are you calling me “love”? Call my sister that.

60		 ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Thy sister’s sister.
 ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Your sister’s sister.

LUCIANA
     That’s my sister.
 LUCIANA
That’s my sister.





ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
     No,
It is thyself, mine own self’s better part,
Mine eye’s clear eye, my dear heart’s dearer heart,
My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope’s aim,
My sole earth’s heaven, and my heaven’s claim.
 ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
No, it’s you: my better half. My eye’s clear vision, my heart’s most precious desire. My food, my fortune, my sweetest hope, my heaven on earth, and my entrance to heaven.

65		 LUCIANA
All this my sister is, or else should be.
 LUCIANA
My sister is all those things, or else she should be.




ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Call thyself “sister,” sweet, for I am thee.
Thee will I love and with thee lead my life;
Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wife.
Give me thy hand.
 ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Call yourself your own sister, because I want you. I will love you, and with you I’ll spend my life. You have no husband yet, and I have no wife. Give me your hand.


70		 LUCIANA
   O soft, sir! Hold you still.
I’ll fetch my sister to get her goodwill.
 LUCIANA
Oh, wait, sir. Stay here. I’ll go get my sister and see what she thinks.
Exit LUCIANA
LUCIANA exits.
Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE enters.

ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Why, how now, Dromio. Where runn’st thou so fast?
 ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
What’s going on, Dromio? Where are you running so fast?


DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
Do you know me, sir? Am I Dromio? Am I your man? Am
I myself?
 DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
Do you know me? Am I Dromio? Am I your servant? Am I myself?
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