| 1 | 0–70 | 518 | unassigned | | OPen your Ears: For which of you will stop The vent of Hearing, when loud Rumour speaks? I, from the Orient, t… |
| 2 | 71–139 | 523 | unassigned | | here comes my Servant Travers, whom I sent On Tuesday last, to listen after News. My Lord, I over-rod him on t… |
| 3 | 140–207 | 556 | unassigned | | Yet for all this, say not that Percies dead. I see a strange Confession in thine Eye: Thou shak'st thy head, a… |
| 4 | 208–263 | 475 | T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho | 0.77 | Sweet Earl, divorce not wisdom from your Honor. The lives of all your loving Complices Leane-on your health, t… |
| 5 | 264–272 | 508 | unassigned | | Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the brain of this foolish compounded Clay-man, is not able to inv… |
| 6 | 273–299 | 510 | T3 Sickness, physic and doctors | 0.74 | He that was in question for the Robbery? He my Lord, but he hath since done good service at Shrewsbury: and (a… |
| 7 | 300–320 | 505 | unassigned | | To punish you by the heels, would amend the attention of your ears, & I care not if I be your Physician I am a… |
| 8 | 321–333 | 494 | unassigned | | My Lord, I was borne with a white head, & something a round belly. For my voice, I have lost it with hallowing… |
| 9 | 334–396 | 472 | unassigned | | Thus have you heard our causes, & know our Means: And my most noble Friends, I pray you all Speak plainly your… |
| 10 | 397–457 | 484 | unassigned | | Grant that our hopes (yet likely of fair birth) Should be stillborn, and that we now possessed The utmost man … |
| 11 | 458–479 | 465 | unassigned | | If I can close with him, I care not for his thrust. No, nor I neither: I'll be at your elbow. If I but fist hi… |
| 12 | 480–490 | 480 | unassigned | | I think I am as like to ride the Mare, if I have any vantage of ground, to get up. How comes this, Sir Iohn? F… |
| 13 | 491–530 | 482 | unassigned | | Now Master Gower; What news? The King (my Lord) and Henry Prince of Wales Are near at hand: The rest the Paper… |
| 14 | 531–549 | 488 | unassigned | | Belike then, my Appetite was not Princely got: for (in troth) I do now remember the poor Creature, Small Beer.… |
| 15 | 550–576 | 496 | T13 Knights, squires and ladies | 0.79 | Come you pernicious Ass, you bashful Fool, must you be blushing? Wherefore blush you now? what a Maidenly man … |
| 16 | 577–630 | 504 | unassigned | | Well, thus we play the Fools with the time & the spirits of the wise, sit in the clouds, and mock us: Is your … |
| 17 | 631–676 | 498 | unassigned | | That fashioned others. And him, O wondrous! him, O Miracle of Men! Him did you leave (Second to none) vn-secon… |
| 18 | 677–696 | 493 | unassigned | | Better than I was: Hem. Why that was well said: A good heart's worth Gold. Look, here comes Sir Iohn. When Art… |
| 19 | 697–720 | 491 | T8 Captains, gallants and cheats | 0.71 | he's no Swaggerer (Hostess:) a tame Cheater, he: you may stroke him as gently, as a Puppy Greyhound: he will n… |
| 20 | 721–751 | 483 | T8 Captains, gallants and cheats | 0.79 | Be gone, good Ancient: this will grow to a Brawl anon. Die men, like Dogs; give Crowns like Pins: Have we not … |
| 21 | 752–780 | 475 | T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation | 0.77 | They say Poines hath a good Wit. He a good Wit? hang him Baboon, his Wit is as thick as Tewksburie Mustard: th… |
| 22 | 781–816 | 475 | unassigned | | Blessing on your good heart, and so she is by my troth. Didst thou hear me? Yes: and you knew me, as you did w… |
| 23 | 817–871 | 490 | unassigned | | Now comes in the sweetest Morsel of the night, and we must hence, and leave it unpickt. More knocking at the d… |
| 24 | 872–935 | 490 | T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and | 0.65 | Oh Heaven, that one might read the Book of Fate, And see the revolution of the Times Make Mountains level, and… |
| 25 | 936–960 | 484 | unassigned | | Good-morrow, good Cousin Shallow. And how doth my Cousin, your Bed-fellow? and your fairest Daughter, and mine… |
| 26 | 961–995 | 504 | unassigned | | It is well said, Sir; and it is well said, indeed, too: Better accommodated? it is good, yea indeed is it: goo… |
| 27 | 996–1035 | 503 | unassigned | | Thou art a very ragged Wart. Shall I prick him down, Sir Iohn? It were superfluous: for his apparel is built u… |
| 28 | 1036–1055 | 505 | unassigned | | That we have, that we have; in faith, Sir Iohn, we have: our watchword was, Hem-Boyes. Come, let's to Dinner; … |
| 29 | 1056–1063 | 489 | unassigned | | He is not his Craftsmaster, he doth not do it right. I remember at Mile-end-Greene, when I lay at Clement's In… |
| 30 | 1064–1129 | 484 | T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho | 0.83 | Here stand (my Lords) and send discoverers forth, To know the numbers of our Enemies. We have sent forth alrea… |
| 31 | 1130–1191 | 489 | unassigned | | Our very Veins of Life: hear me more plainly. I have in equal balance justly weighed, What wrongs our Arms may… |
| 32 | 1192–1259 | 528 | T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho | 0.77 | You speak (Lord Mowbray) now you know not what. The Earl of Hereford was reputed then In England the most vali… |
| 33 | 1260–1323 | 476 | unassigned | | No, no (my Lord) note this: the King is weary Of dainty and such picking Grievances: For he hath found, to end… |
| 34 | 1324–1390 | 486 | unassigned | | Good my Lord of Lancaster, I am not here against your Father's Peace: But (as I told my Lord of Westmoreland) … |
| 35 | 1391–1439 | 500 | T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho | 0.78 | Go (my Lord) And let our Army be discharged too: And good my Lord (so please you) let our Trains March by us, … |
| 36 | 1440–1467 | 460 | T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea | 0.78 | I would be sorry (my Lord) but it should be thus: I never knew yet, but rebuke and check was the reward of Val… |
| 37 | 1468–1485 | 520 | unassigned | | I would you had but the wit: 'twere better than your Dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-blooded Boy do… |
| 38 | 1486–1553 | 511 | unassigned | | And how accompanied? I do not know (my Lord.) Is not his Brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him? No (my good Lo… |
| 39 | 1554–1625 | 525 | unassigned | | Health to my Sovereign, and new happiness Added to that, that I am to deliver. Prince Iohn, your Son, doth kis… |
| 40 | 1626–1694 | 522 | unassigned | | Not so much noise (my Lords) Sweet Prince speak low. The King, your Father, is disposed to sleep. Let us withd… |
| 41 | 1695–1750 | 450 | unassigned | | My Lord, I found the Prince in the next Room, Washing with kindly Tears his gentle Cheeks, With such a deep de… |
| 42 | 1751–1815 | 493 | unassigned | | O pardon me (my Liege) But for my Tears, The most Impediments unto my Speech, I had forestalled this dear, and… |
| 43 | 1816–1875 | 491 | unassigned | | Falls upon thee, in a more Fairer sort. So thou, the Garland wear'st successively. Yet, though thou standest m… |
| 44 | 1876–1895 | 507 | unassigned | | He shall answer it: Some Pigeon Davy, a couple of short-legged Hens: a joint of Mutton and any pretty little t… |
| 45 | 1896–1961 | 492 | unassigned | | Sir Iohn. I come Master Shallow, I come Master Shallow. How now, my Lord Chief justice, whether away? How doth… |
| 46 | 1962–2022 | 497 | unassigned | | You all look strangely on me: and you most, You are (I think) assured, I love you not. I am assured (if I be m… |
| 47 | 2023–2065 | 495 | unassigned | | And with his Spirits, sadly I survive, To mock the expectation of the World; To frustrate Prophecies, and to r… |
| 48 | 2066–2122 | 502 | T13 Knights, squires and ladies | 0.77 | Health, and long life to you, M. Silence. Fill the Cup, and let it come. I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom.… |
| 49 | 2123–2157 | 500 | unassigned | | Carry Master Silence to bed: Master Shallow, my Lord Shallow, be what thou wilt, I am Fortune's Steward. Get o… |
| 50 | 2158–2200 | 503 | T13 Knights, squires and ladies | 0.84 | But to stand stained with Travail, and sweeting with desire to see him, thinking of nothing else, putting all … |
| 51 | 2201–2227 | 490 | unassigned | | A colour I fear, that you will dye, in Sir Iohn. Fear no colours, go with me to dinner: Come Lieutenant Pistol… |