Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
The Comedy of Errors | CE V.i.80 | Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair, | Kinsman to grim and comfortlesse dispaire, |
Henry VIII | H8 II.iii.105 | The Queen is comfortless, and we forgetful | The Queene is comfortlesse, and wee forgetfull |
King John | KJ V.vi.20 | Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible. | Blacke, fearefull, comfortlesse, and horrible. |
King Lear | KL III.vii.84 | All dark and comfortless. Where's my son Edmund? | All datke and comfortlesse? / Where's my Sonne Edmund? |
Titus Andronicus | Tit III.i.249 | Alas, poor heart, that kiss is comfortless | Alas poore hart that kisse is comfortlesse, |