| 1 | 0–8 | 448 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.76 | HOw now Prologue! is your mind so much on your part, that you must run over men as you go? The fault was yours… |
| 2 | 9–36 | 451 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.79 | I should have opened the Argument of our Play, but stumbling on this stranger, makes me doubtful what we shall… |
| 3 | 37–102 | 472 | unassigned | | My Lord, I do acknowledge it a debt As to their loves: Only your Princely care To grace our new return hath so… |
| 4 | 103–162 | 482 | T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig | 0.80 | Must it be so? Have all those lavish signs Of undeserved favours heaped on you By your too careful father, and… |
| 5 | 163–184 | 466 | unassigned | | By my troth I am glad to see thee well my little Gallow-clapper; how hast thou done this many a day? ha! Faith… |
| 6 | 185–230 | 455 | unassigned | | As your own thoughts Madam, I can stick as close to any piece of villainy As a Punk to a farmer's son new gent… |
| 7 | 231–296 | 512 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.86 | Antonio, thou mistak'st the name of love In thy Lucilio, if thou conceivest it dull And sprightless melancholy… |
| 8 | 297–345 | 509 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.78 | How came your knavery by such experience? As fools do by news, somebody told me so, and I believe it. But in g… |
| 9 | 346–412 | 492 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.80 | Urge me no more: the white unspotted hand Of never treacherous justice, shall not blush By our imbruing it in … |
| 10 | 413–420 | 510 | unassigned | | I'll ensure you 'tis true Mistress Abigail, my Husband was called from my side at midnight by the Duke's Pursu… |
| 11 | 421–432 | 491 | T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim | 0.80 | I'll ensure you Mistress Abigail, many of 'em be able to do a woman a good pleasure sometimes; and yet there b… |
| 12 | 433–497 | 494 | unassigned | | Let it suffice Antonio that thy friend Entreats thy silence; nor let thy curious love Question our farther pro… |
| 13 | 498–564 | 489 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.79 | Thy words Antonio cannot add an Atom To the full love that's harboured in my breast Of thy true real worth: th… |
| 14 | 565–626 | 489 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.82 | It was my seal, which by my mother's charge 'Tis thought the Page stole out, without suspect, As I conceive, o… |
| 15 | 627–671 | 485 | unassigned | | I'll meet the ugliest shapes that ever Death Appeared to Nature in, before I'll leave Your Grace exposed to da… |
| 16 | 672–735 | 501 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.68 | How did we think, that when the storms of war Were with our danger, care, and cost expelled From out these con… |
| 17 | 736–794 | 506 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.81 | Which will outlive our Tombs, and make our names Come hateful to posterities Records. Should have a birth with… |
| 18 | 795–841 | 515 | unassigned | | Wonder of women! could my attempts but yield Half what my heart conceives, these limbs should die, As many sev… |
| 19 | 842–905 | 498 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.90 | Where shall I run to meet, that, which beheld Kills with a deadlier wound then do the eyes Or coldest poison o… |
| 20 | 906–938 | 498 | unassigned | | Post to the Duke before, and let him know The strangeness of the accident. Antonio: know that I ever held thy … |
| 21 | 939–959 | 513 | unassigned | | One of the eight Tribes into which your livery is divided— Nay, nay, nay sober Master Constable, be not deject… |
| 22 | 960–1022 | 479 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.77 | Madam, It shall be speedily performed Please you a while retire into this room And wait the ceremonious hour, … |
| 23 | 1023–1083 | 482 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.74 | Antonio, thou wouldst turn Philosopher To do thy friend a kindness; but 'tis not words Our business asks, we m… |
| 24 | 1084–1108 | 484 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.84 | 'sfoot Sir, your speeches be peremptory. Why Sir, I said it, and I say it again, that the Duke's Son was a foo… |
| 25 | 1109–1128 | 484 | unassigned | | O Mistress! my Master and Mistress Abigail are coming up the street together. Thunder from heaven confound 'em… |
| 26 | 1129–1182 | 488 | T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm | 0.71 | Music! most opportunely welcome; we'll make a night on't now: strike up Tigellius. Away with him profane Taver… |
| 27 | 1183–1200 | 475 | T26 Devils, hell and fiends | 0.71 | Mother the noise is done, The flames grow pale and dim, and in dark shows Speak the approaching horror which t… |
| 28 | 1201–1238 | 513 | unassigned | | By poison! gi'mee something then that kills Past Cure, and speedily— it is sufficient. I have a nimble Spirit … |
| 29 | 1239–1252 | 501 | unassigned | | That's the error of our ambition, that while we take our aim at admiration, by publicness and common flattery,… |
| 30 | 1253–1293 | 479 | unassigned | | I could be angry with thee Camilla, for I'll first be treacherous to my own soul, ere buy content or kingdoms … |
| 31 | 1294–1335 | 470 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.87 | Both to yourself, I am not sick. Pledge her fair Nymph. See what a company of religious fools we maids be, to … |
| 32 | 1336–1395 | 492 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.78 | Not to dissemble, no: but from the Wine I tasted of the Bottle, went a cold Through every vein, that settling … |
| 33 | 1396–1438 | 482 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.60 | Fashion is a traveler, and shepherds cannot follow it. I Laurinda, it travels into all Nations the world o'er.… |
| 34 | 1439–1484 | 476 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.77 | Too timeless death that killed two hearts in one! And now Lucilio, where ere thou liv'st, Here we may jointly … |
| 35 | 1485–1511 | 497 | unassigned | | Why when we have reduced him to this impotent state, we will straight divest him, and truss him up naked in a … |
| 36 | 1512–1573 | 483 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.78 | Nor Fiddler I. Would I could cast my head too. O you damned Villains! have you betrayed me thus to shame and h… |
| 37 | 1574–1622 | 506 | unassigned | | That's full of hazard, for a peace being sworn, The enterprise may make them happier, Us still more miserable:… |
| 38 | 1623–1644 | 506 | unassigned | | But they showed other Cards before they won it, too. Nay, that's enough i'faith. Yet they had more. As what! W… |
| 39 | 1645–1678 | 498 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.79 | Yet fearing disgrace above damnation, and loving a popular esteem more than heaven; methinks obscurity should … |
| 40 | 1679–1731 | 533 | unassigned | | Thou art deceived, good friend, 'twas not his hand, But the just hand of Heaven that whips my sins, And throug… |
| 41 | 1732–1798 | 565 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.82 | To her grave for love's sake, an honest Husband: 'tis better than the Duke's son, that sent her from the City,… |
| 42 | 1799–1867 | 530 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.85 | Let me be open Madam to your love, 'Tis but the doom of justice I sustain; I know I wronged your daughter's in… |
| 43 | 1868–1933 | 497 | unassigned | | Madam, My love to you and to that virtuous Lord Could do no less: I do assure your Ladyship The murderer has c… |
| 44 | 1934–1995 | 479 | unassigned | | Methinks I sleep, that, thus illusive shows Do mock my apprehension: or is't decreed That even in death I must… |
| 45 | 1996–2059 | 491 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.88 | Speak, speak thou heavenly spirit, And tell me since thyself art made Divine, What makes thee come in confines… |
| 46 | 2060–2120 | 484 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.81 | Then let the Execution proceed, That we may do this latest Exequy To his wronged ghost, which is to see his bl… |
| 47 | 2121–2176 | 433 | unassigned | | Father we will, but should we live again, You would not yet relent, and yield our loves The sufferance you see… |