| 1 | 0–41 | 456 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.75 | O Fie some lights, sirs fie, let there be no deeds of darkness done among us.— I so, so, pree Tyer-man set sig… |
| 2 | 42–74 | 454 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.76 | Music and Poetry were first approved By common sense; and that which pleased most, Held most allowed pass: not… |
| 3 | 75–141 | 523 | unassigned | | NOR labours he the favour of the rude, Nor offers sops unto the Stygian Dog To force a silence in his viperous… |
| 4 | 142–210 | 497 | unassigned | | Still sans question mad? O where doth Piety and Pity rest? Fetch cords he's irrecoverable, mad, rank mad, He c… |
| 5 | 211–268 | 489 | unassigned | | Is this my favour? am I crowned with scorn? Then thus I manumit my slaved condition. Celia but hear me execrat… |
| 6 | 269–338 | 506 | unassigned | | But as we see the son of a Divine Seldom proves Preacher, or a lawyers son Rarely a pleader, (for they strive … |
| 7 | 339–379 | 501 | T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim | 0.79 | Pish, pish, why what of him? Is he not wondrous like your decea'sd kinsman Albano. Exceedingly the strangest n… |
| 8 | 380–439 | 504 | unassigned | | Is not this rare now: now by Gorgon's head, I gape and am struck stiff in wonderment, At sight of these strang… |
| 9 | 440–504 | 492 | T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe | 0.69 | Obscure me, or— signior Laverdure, by the heart of an honest man, this Iebusite, this confusion to him, this w… |
| 10 | 505–559 | 487 | unassigned | | I can not tell, 'tis now grown fashion, What's out of rail's out of fashion: A man can scarce put on a tucked … |
| 11 | 560–621 | 503 | unassigned | | I'll be some thing, I have a concealed humour in me and 'twere broached 'twould spurty faith. Come then Saint … |
| 12 | 622–659 | 491 | unassigned | | Good child, now thou art passed Lapides Stones, proceed to the cases Nous, say you next Nous, where's your les… |
| 13 | 660–715 | 491 | unassigned | | Be merciful my gentle signior. we'll sue his pardon out. He is reprieved: and now Apollo bless your brains Fac… |
| 14 | 716–773 | 467 | unassigned | | Nay come good signior, I stay all the gentlemen here, I wood fain give my pretty page a pudding pie. Honest Ep… |
| 15 | 774–823 | 465 | unassigned | | We come sweet gallants; and grumbling hate lie still And turn Fantastic: he that climbs a hill Must wheel abou… |
| 16 | 824–866 | 455 | unassigned | | Where is the strumpet, where's the hot veined French, Lives not Albano, hath Celia so forgot, Albanos love, th… |
| 17 | 867–925 | 529 | T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint | 0.79 | If love be holy, if that mystery, Of co-united hearts be sacrament? If the unbounded goodness have infused. A … |
| 18 | 926–972 | 522 | unassigned | | With the grace of Heaven. Disguised so like the drowned Albano to cross your suit, that by my little honesty '… |
| 19 | 973–1002 | 506 | unassigned | | Master, Master, I ha' descried the Perfumer in Albanos disguise, look you, look you, rare sport, rare sport. I… |
| 20 | 1003–1066 | 496 | unassigned | | My sword boy s, s, s, s, soul my sword. O my dear rogue thou art a rare dissembler. See see. Francisco did I n… |
| 21 | 1067–1076 | 484 | unassigned | | ourself will give them their charge, Now let me stroke my beard and I had it, & speak wisely if I knew how: mo… |
| 22 | 1077–1087 | 506 | unassigned | | O say no more, I know thy miseries, what betwixt thy Lady, her Gentlewoman and thy Masters late gaming thou ma… |
| 23 | 1088–1121 | 510 | T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim | 0.76 | Or unto our Prudence truly she is a very witty wench and hath a stammel petticoat with three guards for the no… |
| 24 | 1122–1148 | 500 | unassigned | | You post and I pillar. No, no, you are the only post, you must support prove a wench and bear, or else all the… |
| 25 | 1149–1184 | 497 | unassigned | | Bounty, blessedness, and the spirit of wine attend my Mistress. Thanks good chub. God ye god morrow heartily m… |
| 26 | 1185–1232 | 509 | unassigned | | How prithee in a play? come, come, be sociable In private severance from society, Here leaps a vain of blood i… |
| 27 | 1233–1280 | 504 | unassigned | | I say be careless still, court her without complement take spirit. Wert not a pleasing jest for me to clothe A… |
| 28 | 1281–1320 | 497 | unassigned | | B, b, b, bar out Albano, O Adulterous impudent. B, b, b, bar out Albano, O thou matchless g, g, g, giglet. Let… |
| 29 | 1321–1348 | 507 | unassigned | | I like thy fear, well, 'twill have better chance, there's nought more hateful than rank ignorance. Come gallan… |
| 30 | 1349–1361 | 518 | unassigned | | Fabius, by this light, a cogging cheater, he lives on love of merchants wives, he stands on the base, of maine… |
| 31 | 1362–1393 | 508 | unassigned | | I shall so ravish her with my courtship, I have such variety of discourse, such copy of phrase to begin, as th… |
| 32 | 1394–1453 | 504 | unassigned | | You gave it me and I'll kept. Well done my honest crack thou shalt be my ingle for't. He shall keep all maugre… |
| 33 | 1454–1493 | 488 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.66 | Cato grants that I am sure, for he was valiant, and honest, which an Epicure near was, and a coward never will… |
| 34 | 1494–1553 | 487 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.78 | What a fiddler, a fiddler? now thy love. I am sure thou scornest; it nay Celia, I could tell What on the night… |