| 1 | 0–69 | 509 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.75 | SInce 'tis become the Title of our Play, A woman once in a Coronation may With pardon, speak the Prologue, giv… |
| 2 | 70–148 | 484 | unassigned | | It was an act becoming The wisdom of her Father to engage A tie between our families, and she Hath played her … |
| 3 | 149–231 | 488 | T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation | 0.76 | Save you Gentlemen, who can direct me To find my Lord Protector? He was here Within this half hour, young Lisi… |
| 4 | 232–311 | 500 | unassigned | | We are confident this needs no pardon sir, But a reward to cherish your opinion, And that you may keep warm yo… |
| 5 | 312–386 | 499 | T46 Swords, quarrels and valour | 0.86 | This rather will enlarge Their hate, and be a means to call more blood Into the stream. Not if both families A… |
| 6 | 387–467 | 499 | T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation | 0.76 | Tell him he were not honest. I see Seleucus thou art resolute, And I but wronged Arcadius, your first Request … |
| 7 | 468–540 | 495 | unassigned | | Thou art jealous now; Come, let me take the kiss I gave thee last, I am so confident of thee, no lip Has ravis… |
| 8 | 541–615 | 496 | unassigned | | Should all the graces of your sex conspire In one, and she should court me, with a dower Able to buy a kingdom… |
| 9 | 616–693 | 505 | unassigned | | Arcadius, Thou art a rash young man, witness the spirit Of him that trusted me so much, I bleed, Till I preven… |
| 10 | 694–767 | 507 | unassigned | | Madam, my father says I have offended, If so, I beg your pardon, but beseech you For your own glory call not b… |
| 11 | 768–844 | 501 | unassigned | | Madam I have no Such title now, and am blessed to lose That name so happily, I was but trusted With a glorious… |
| 12 | 845–923 | 512 | unassigned | | By our duties to yourself dear Madam Command them not advance, our houses from This minute are incorporated, h… |
| 13 | 924–1001 | 511 | unassigned | | Who would trust woman? Lost in a pair of minutes, lost, how bright A morning rose, but now, and now 'tis night… |
| 14 | 1002–1090 | 512 | unassigned | | 'tis a strange turn. The whirligigs of women. Your grace's servant. I am yours Gentlemen, And should be happy … |
| 15 | 1091–1170 | 500 | unassigned | | Wots stay Lysimachus? Yes sir, And show a patience above her injury. This honour is too much, Madam assume You… |
| 16 | 1171–1244 | 505 | unassigned | | These and a thousand more affronts I must Expect: your favours draw them all upon me; In my first state I had … |
| 17 | 1245–1323 | 504 | unassigned | | Our good uncle, welcome. My Lord Macarius we did want your person, There's something in our joys wherein you s… |
| 18 | 1324–1398 | 513 | unassigned | | But do not mock me Gentlemen, May I be bold upon your words to say I am Prince Thedosius' son. The King. You'l… |
| 19 | 1399–1473 | 487 | unassigned | | I could be pleased To see my son a King. The Captaives here. I wait your lordship's pleasure. We come to visit… |
| 20 | 1474–1546 | 478 | unassigned | | This minute shall Declare it my Seleucus, our hearts swelled With joy, with duty rather, oh my boy! What's the… |
| 21 | 1547–1617 | 483 | unassigned | | So, so, I see Demetrius heels already Tripped up, and I'll dispatch him out o'th' way, Which gone, I can depos… |
| 22 | 1618–1689 | 490 | unassigned | | Madam, you yet may recompense Lysimachus, If you affect him now, you were not false To him whom then you loved… |
| 23 | 1690–1766 | 494 | unassigned | | Did he not say Charilla, that he had Another Mistress? Such a sound me thought Came from him. Let's remove, he… |
| 24 | 1767–1844 | 496 | unassigned | | What intrusion's this? Whom do you seek here. 'tis Honour. He's my servant. Fortune is come to visit us. And h… |
| 25 | 1845–1910 | 498 | unassigned | | Give me your pardon sir, Arcadius, At our last meeting without argument To move him more than his affection to… |
| 26 | 1911–1990 | 467 | unassigned | | Her heart is frozen up, nor can warm prayers Thaw it to any softness. I'll fetch her sir again. Persuade her n… |
| 27 | 1991–2058 | 479 | unassigned | | May no time Be registered in our annals, that shall mention One that had life to oppose your sacred person, Le… |
| 28 | 2059–2137 | 489 | unassigned | | Let it work, Were Demetrius dead, we easily might uncrown This swollen impostor, and my son be fair To piece w… |
| 29 | 2138–2207 | 478 | unassigned | | Dear Madam do not mock me. there is no injury like that to love, I find it now in my own sufferings, But thoug… |
| 30 | 2208–2281 | 491 | unassigned | | I'll hear no more, you have so far outdone My injuries to you, that I call back My penitence, and must tell Po… |
| 31 | 2282–2360 | 478 | unassigned | | I'll say any thing here Lysimachus. Dear brother hear him. Sir, I come to yield Myself your prisoner, if my fa… |
| 32 | 2361–2431 | 483 | unassigned | | Our enemy desires some parley sir. 'Tis not amiss to hear their proposition. I'll wait upon you. Thou art my a… |
| 33 | 2432–2512 | 499 | unassigned | | Then thus I fly into their bosoms, Nature has rectified in me Demetrius, The wanderings of ambition, our dear … |