Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
As You Like It | AYL II.iii.28 | Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it. | Abhorre it, feare it, doe not enter it. |
The Comedy of Errors | CE III.ii.167 | Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister, | Doth for a wife abhorre. But her faire sister |
Coriolanus | Cor I.viii.3 | Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor | Not Affricke ownes a Serpent I abhorre |
Cymbeline | Cym IV.ii.357 | For nature doth abhor to make his bed | For Nature doth abhorre to make his bed |
Henry VIII | H8 II.iv.81 | I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul | I vtterly abhorre; yea, from my Soule |
Henry VIII | H8 II.iv.236 | These Cardinals trifle with me. I abhor | These Cardinals trifle with me: I abhorre |
King John | KJ IV.iii.111 | Away with me, all you whose souls abhor | Away with me, all you whose soules abhorre |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.i.17 | finer than the staple of his argument. I abhor such | finer then the staple of his argument. I abhor such |
Measure for Measure | MM II.ii.29 | There is a vice that most I do abhor, | There is a vice that most I doe abhorre, |
Measure for Measure | MM III.i.105 | That I should do what I abhor to name, | That I should do what I abhorre to name, |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW III.v.14 | death that I abhor, for the water swells a man, and what | a death that I abhorre: for the water swelles a man; and what |
Much Ado About Nothing | MA II.iii.98 | in all outward behaviours seemed ever to abhor. | in all outward behauiours seemed euer to abhorre. |
Othello | Oth I.i.6 | Abhor me. | abhorre me. |
Othello | Oth II.i.227 | abhor the Moor. Very nature will instruct her in it and | abhorre the Moore, very Nature wil instruct her in it, and |
Othello | Oth IV.ii.161 | It does abhor me now I speak the word; | It do's abhorre me now I speake the word, |
Timon of Athens | Tim I.i.62 | Than to abhor himself – even he drops down | Then to abhorre himselfe; euen hee drops downe |
Timon of Athens | Tim IV.iii.399 | More things like men! Eat, Timon, and abhor them. | Mo things like men, / Eate Timon, and abhorre then. |