Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
All's Well That Ends Well | AW IV.iii.328 | Safest in shame; being fooled, by foolery thrive. | Safest in shame: being fool'd, by fool'rie thriue; |
As You Like It | AYL I.ii.85 | wit that fools have was silenced, the little foolery that | wit that fooles haue was silenced, the little foolerie that |
As You Like It | AYL I.iii.14 | holiday foolery. If we walk not in the trodden paths, | holiday foolerie, if we walke not in the trodden paths |
The Comedy of Errors | CE IV.iii.35 | your foolery. Is there any ships put forth tonight? | your foolerie: Is there any ships puts forth to night? |
Coriolanus | Cor III.i.245 | And manhood is called foolery when it stands | And Manhood is call'd Foolerie, when it stands |
Cymbeline | Cym III.ii.74 | That run i'th' clock's behalf. But this is foolery: | That run i'th'Clocks behalfe. But this is Foolrie, |
Hamlet | Ham V.ii.209 | It is but foolery. But it is such a kind of gaingiving | It is but foolery; but it is such a kinde of gain-giuing |
Julius Caesar | JC I.ii.234 | was mere foolery; I did not mark it. I saw Mark Antony | was meere Foolerie, I did not marke it. I sawe Marke Antony |
Julius Caesar | JC I.ii.284 | foolery yet, if I could remember it. | Foolerie yet, if I could remember it. |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.iii.161 | O, what a scene of foolery have I seen, | O what a Scene of fool'ry haue I seene. |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.76 | As foolery in the wise when wit doth dote, | As fool'ry in the Wise, when Wit doth dote: |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW IV.ii.34 | own foolery. | owne foolerie. |
Much Ado About Nothing | MA III.ii.35 | foolery, as it appears he hath, he is no fool for fancy, as | foolery, as it appeares hee hath, hee is no foole for fancy, as |
Timon of Athens | Tim II.ii.119 | Nor thou altogether a wise man. As much foolery | Nor thou altogether a Wise man, / As much foolerie |
Twelfth Night | TN I.v.12 | your foolery. | your foolerie. |
Twelfth Night | TN III.i.37 | Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun, it | Foolery sir, does walke about the Orbe like the Sun, it |
The Winter's Tale | WT IV.iv.331 | much homely foolery already. I know, sir, we weary you. | much homely foolery already. I know (Sir) wee wearie you. |