| 1 | 0–20 | 502 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.73 | HOw now gallants, what is't? what is't? The I'll of Gulls. The I'll of Gulls, what should that be? A play by t… |
| 2 | 21–36 | 509 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.85 | All that's nothing to me, and there be not Wormwood water and Copperes in't, I'll not like it, should Apollo w… |
| 3 | 37–77 | 489 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.84 | Why dost think thy audience like a flock of sheep, that one cannot leap over a hedge, but all the rest will fo… |
| 4 | 78–109 | 493 | unassigned | | A prize, a prize, rare work for Fencers. What coward would not venture a cracked crown for such a booty? To th… |
| 5 | 110–133 | 497 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.79 | I am not Secretary to his thoughts, but the general mmour is, that out of the freeness of his spirit, he hath … |
| 6 | 134–160 | 491 | unassigned | | And they be, I hope they be not the first wrongs I have put up for your worship. That fellows pocket is like a… |
| 7 | 161–180 | 487 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.79 | I hope you'll take reasonable bail for our forthcoming. The case is altered with you since you came out of Arc… |
| 8 | 181–226 | 489 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.83 | For my part I'll make that use of him that Physicians do of poison, use as much of him as serves for mine hone… |
| 9 | 227–251 | 487 | unassigned | | all's one, 'tis my masters pleasure, and usual fashion. And I must maintain the fashion. Worshipful Dametas, m… |
| 10 | 252–294 | 486 | unassigned | | Grace you Aggot: hast not forgot that yet? No, and yet 'tis a wonder I ha' not, grace being so seldom used, I'… |
| 11 | 295–328 | 487 | unassigned | | Not at his Tailors in any case, for there's no greater stitch to a younger brother's conscience, than to pay f… |
| 12 | 329–362 | 499 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.86 | Now doth my Master long more to finger that gold, than a young girl married to an old man, doth to run her hus… |
| 13 | 363–402 | 511 | unassigned | | Sweet Ladies, to save you the expense of much breath, which must be laid out in the purchase of the game. I ha… |
| 14 | 403–452 | 496 | unassigned | | What cry of treasons that Dametas? Pray God no danger sets upon my daughters, Seek out our wife, I'll haste un… |
| 15 | 453–469 | 517 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.80 | Did ever two princes meet such strange changes in their loves? now we have wrought our admittance, and in a ma… |
| 16 | 470–507 | 502 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.77 | Now alas good Lady. Nay never pity her, she deserves none, rather let's bend our endeavours to entangle her mo… |
| 17 | 508–550 | 487 | unassigned | | There's a lover of a right temper, she'll outface the name of her sex instantly. Well madam, sith your observa… |
| 18 | 551–595 | 494 | unassigned | | Now in good deed lo I love 'em a life to, I think I shall never ha' my belly full on 'em. Of what, not of husb… |
| 19 | 596–630 | 513 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.74 | In our wedding ring, Time, place, and hour, indeed in every thing: The day appointed, and each thing in frame,… |
| 20 | 631–643 | 505 | unassigned | | Excellent beauty, & therefore more excellent, because situate in so fair a creature. You are a merry man Dorus… |
| 21 | 644–662 | 498 | unassigned | | Why what should I do madam, my mother tells me I must not say as I think. I am no counsellor, but should Demet… |
| 22 | 663–738 | 501 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.73 | Soft, that match is yet to make. Let's cast a choice, the nearest two take one. My choice is cast, help sweet … |
| 23 | 739–777 | 501 | unassigned | | In earnest. 'tis the fashion, Much in request among our Nation. To kiss away their maidenheads? Now and then, … |
| 24 | 778–814 | 501 | unassigned | | So, here's Petitioners attendance right; good words, and short commons: But 'tis not their entertainment we co… |
| 25 | 815–838 | 503 | unassigned | | Your reason for that, Sir? Because travelers and lovers, are soon weary of goodness. Goodly ones in deed: but … |
| 26 | 839–854 | 507 | unassigned | | Soon in the evening at Adonis chapel. Art resolute? As your Adamant: think you 'twas fear made me keep out? no… |
| 27 | 855–869 | 496 | T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan | 0.67 | Some buy'em at Booksellers stalls; but the best they bespeak of Poets. methinks Poets of all men, should not e… |
| 28 | 870–889 | 509 | unassigned | | From mine own hard fortune my Lord, that my ill-starred nativity should continue thus opposite. Art crossed in… |
| 29 | 890–908 | 500 | unassigned | | That's past my cunning: the old Fox has more holes than one, to hide's head in: But not to go long about the b… |
| 30 | 909–939 | 501 | T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat | 0.87 | If thou dost not hit the mark, than thou'rt a very bungler: but where is my Father? Why I have sent him and yo… |
| 31 | 940–963 | 483 | unassigned | | So farewell thought I, I have prepared you a Zelmane's answerable to your expectation. Then triumph in thy wil… |
| 32 | 964–993 | 488 | unassigned | | Lisander and Demetrius, stand close, of my life we are come to the birth of some notable knavery. How blows th… |
| 33 | 994–1013 | 486 | T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy | 0.87 | His foil will appear the more palpable, and your conquest the more applausable, where shall we receive the Lad… |
| 34 | 1014–1034 | 504 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.76 | Hear thee, I have heard too much of thee, too too much too much, where's my husband, bring forth my husband, i… |
| 35 | 1035–1059 | 508 | unassigned | | I'll put out one million to use, after the rate of seven score to the hundredth: and yet I won't, no fie, for … |
| 36 | 1060–1098 | 506 | unassigned | | Hide your heads, the terrible curse comes like a stone upon you Rancour, spite, malice, hate, and all disaster… |
| 37 | 1099–1151 | 509 | unassigned | | your daughter i'll slit her nose by this light and she were ten ladies, 'twas not for nothing my husband said … |
| 38 | 1152–1197 | 501 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.71 | Now the cuckoo sings, Those amorous arms do make a golden space To hug a Duke. But i'll fill up the place. Tho… |
| 39 | 1198–1236 | 517 | unassigned | | Nay and ye can dote well enough yourself, I care for neither of them both, but indeed I love to have a thing w… |
| 40 | 1237–1279 | 523 | unassigned | | Mopsa, O insufferable wrong, make thine own natural child thy bawd, here's an excellent pattern for wives to l… |
| 41 | 1280–1308 | 510 | unassigned | | At the very push of invention, and went off clear untouched, And could you draw no blood of their wits: Not a … |
| 42 | 1309–1346 | 487 | unassigned | | never wet a finger by this sun. Then she helped you with one dry jest or other, but and we may be so bold: fai… |