| 1 | 0–69 | 506 | unassigned | | THus from the high Imperial Seat of Ioue, Rome's awful Goddess, Chance, descends to view This Stage and Theatr… |
| 2 | 70–120 | 504 | T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho | 0.81 | Twice, in two haughty set Battalions, The base usurper Munmouth got the day: And now Octavian spurred with gri… |
| 3 | 121–184 | 477 | T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho | 0.81 | Conduct them to our presence. Welcome, brave Earl, with these thy manly sons: Never came rain unto the Sunne-p… |
| 4 | 185–226 | 466 | T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil | 0.77 | Eternal peace, free from the hate of men, Inspheare thy soul, and mount it to the stars. Brothers, surcease yo… |
| 5 | 227–265 | 469 | T38 Death, parting and grief at court | 0.72 | Surcease, brave brother; Fortune hath crowned our brows With a victorious wreath; Their Soldiers flee, And all… |
| 6 | 266–329 | 532 | unassigned | | Accept of it, great King! The Thracian Orpheus never entertained More joy in sight of his Eurydice, When with … |
| 7 | 330–379 | 447 | unassigned | | Sit, Princes, and let each man, as befits This solemn Festival, tune his sullen senses, To merry Carols, and d… |
| 8 | 380–443 | 466 | unassigned | | Then know, great King, that now Gederus stands, As in a Labyrinth of hope and fear, Uncertain either of his li… |
| 9 | 444–506 | 477 | T38 Death, parting and grief at court | 0.75 | Then here I'll take my leave; First, as my duty binds, of you great King. Next, of you, fair Princess. Come br… |
| 10 | 507–563 | 479 | unassigned | | Once more, brave Peers of Wales, welcome to Bryttayne. Herein Octavian shows his kingly love, That in this rou… |
| 11 | 564–632 | 520 | unassigned | | Then soldier, (for thy valour speaks thee so,) Know, that thou hast no common prisoner, But such a one, whose … |
| 12 | 633–676 | 491 | T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi | 0.87 | Fair Map of honour, where my reason reads Each navigable circle, that contains My happy voyage to the land of … |
| 13 | 677–737 | 517 | T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi | 0.83 | Sir Thomas Morion, for so are you called, Darling unto the beauteous Fairy Queen; Your fortunes shall be such,… |
| 14 | 738–790 | 499 | unassigned | | I was not wont, dear friends, to be so dull. I am all lead, as if my subtle soul Had left his lodging in this … |
| 15 | 791–850 | 474 | unassigned | | Now, Caradoc, what ist thou canst demand? Cousin Caradoc, I pray you hold her peace a little. I'll hear no mad… |
| 16 | 851–922 | 531 | unassigned | | Rise. I'll spare thy life. Revenge sufficient for thy damned facts; For to a seared conscience these do well, … |
| 17 | 923–994 | 532 | T56 Magic, spells and conjuring | 0.81 | Gloster, I know thee well, although disguised: Thou comest to crave our help, for thy revenge 'Gainst Caradoc,… |
| 18 | 995–1057 | 473 | unassigned | | Yes, mighty Artist, were he thrice inspired With more than human courage, he may as soon Conquer those matchle… |
| 19 | 1058–1125 | 505 | unassigned | | Bravely resolved▪ Ere long, assure thyself, we'll seat thee in thy ancient dignity, And force to Cesar homage,… |
| 20 | 1126–1169 | 482 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.79 | Cousin Morgan, look what Trumpet's this. I warrant her, 'tis for more knocks on the pate. Romans call you her?… |
| 21 | 1170–1234 | 493 | T56 Magic, spells and conjuring | 0.83 | Good Angels guide thy dangerous enterprise, And bring thee back, with conquest to thy friends. Some powerful S… |
| 22 | 1235–1267 | 495 | T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin | 0.77 | On this condition do I give thee life, That first, if such an hellish art as this May serve to virtuous uses, … |
| 23 | 1268–1293 | 495 | unassigned | | And his body shall be dust, whether you will, or no. It may be not neither, as in our wisdoms we shall conclud… |
| 24 | 1294–1344 | 490 | unassigned | | But for his clothes neighbour. His clothes are the Hangman's. Why then he must have them himself. This is a sh… |
| 25 | 1345–1406 | 478 | unassigned | | Damned Cornwall, mayst thou sink to hell for this, Wracked by the Furies on Ixion's wheel, And whipped with st… |
| 26 | 1407–1471 | 460 | unassigned | | Thanks, learned Bluso, this thy courtesy Hath bound Prince Galled, in endless bonds of love, To thee, and to t… |
| 27 | 1472–1539 | 505 | unassigned | | Soldier, I wish, if wishes could prevail, Thy princely Master were with us awhile, Till all these clouds of bl… |
| 28 | 1540–1604 | 512 | unassigned | | This is her Chamber: here will we stand unseen, And yet see all that pass. 'tis almost dead of night: and now … |
| 29 | 1605–1673 | 513 | unassigned | | I can no longer hear these arguments. Come, Bluso, help me to convey her hence. What Fury hath deprived me of … |
| 30 | 1674–1728 | 467 | unassigned | | Thus, noble Lords, Venusius armed comes, In love to Wales, and that much wronged Prince, Who now at York, live… |
| 31 | 1729–1783 | 475 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.77 | Then so we will, base Romans. Henceforth, in stead of honourable names, Succeeding times shall brand your slav… |
| 32 | 1784–1851 | 543 | unassigned | | Cesar, a man, that scorns to bow to Ioue, Were he a man like Cesar: such a man, That neither cares for life, n… |