| 1 | 0–68 | 522 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.84 | TRust me my Lord Dorialus, I had missed of this if you had not called me, I thought the princess's birth day h… |
| 2 | 69–137 | 521 | unassigned | | Had ready followers enough: and since In every age they grew, especially Amongst your Subjects, who do yet rem… |
| 3 | 138–206 | 493 | unassigned | | by’r lady we are like to have a long Lent out, Flesh will be flesh: now Gentlemen I had rather Have angered al… |
| 4 | 207–255 | 497 | unassigned | | Louers reioyce, your paines shall be rewarded, The god of loue himselfe grieues at your crying; No more shall … |
| 5 | 256–321 | 491 | unassigned | | Here was no handsome man. Come, he's some one You would preserve in private, but you want Cunning to do it, an… |
| 6 | 322–380 | 479 | T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation | 0.86 | The Princess is besides her Grace I think, To talk thus with a fellow that will hardly Serve i'th' dark when o… |
| 7 | 381–443 | 480 | unassigned | | The Lord Ismenus, your General, for his dispatch. Onephen we have no use to employ your Virtue in our war: now… |
| 8 | 444–504 | 497 | unassigned | | O let me never speak, Or with my words let me speak out my life; Thou power abused great Love, whose vengeance… |
| 9 | 505–564 | 495 | unassigned | | I durst not speak else Sir. Leucippus thou art shot through with a shaft That will not rankle long, yet sharp … |
| 10 | 565–625 | 483 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.90 | Why dost thou think me so base to tell? These limbs of mine shall part From one another on a wrack, Ere I disc… |
| 11 | 626–692 | 513 | unassigned | | All thy dissembling will never hide thy shame: And wert not more respecting Womanhood in General, than any thi… |
| 12 | 693–752 | 469 | unassigned | | What did you with her then so long Leucip? I'll tell you Sir: You see she's beautiful. I see it well. Moved by… |
| 13 | 753–794 | 481 | T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation | 0.80 | I'm glad of that too: Sir will you dispatch Us, we shall wither here for ever. You shall be dispatched within … |
| 14 | 795–833 | 497 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.81 | Why then he will come home I know not when: you shall pardon me, I'll talk no more of this subject, but say go… |
| 15 | 834–895 | 489 | T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs | 0.80 | Ride? Doffed thou think I cannot ride? O yes sir, I know it: but as I conceive your journey, you would have it… |
| 16 | 896–925 | 509 | T45 Widows, wooing and remarriage | 0.87 | He is coming up, and looks the swaggeringst, & has such glorious clothes. Bac: Let all the house see me sad, a… |
| 17 | 926–968 | 511 | T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation | 0.81 | Shall I fight for thee? This Sword shall cut his throat, that dares lay claim But to a Finger of thee, but to … |
| 18 | 969–1021 | 504 | unassigned | | No, but with a truth. Stand of yourself: can you endure blows, and shrink at words? Thou know'st I have told t… |
| 19 | 1022–1086 | 520 | unassigned | | Far unworthy of that name God knows: But trust me, here before these Lords, I am no more but Nurse unto the Du… |
| 20 | 1087–1155 | 511 | unassigned | | Swear not: I cannot move him, this sad talk Of things past help, does not become us well. Shall I send one for… |
| 21 | 1156–1220 | 522 | unassigned | | All you have named, but making of me sin With you, you may command, but never that; Say what you will, I'll he… |
| 22 | 1221–1258 | 492 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.80 | we live to know a fine time, Gentl. And a fine Duke, that through his doting age Suffers him to be a child aga… |
| 23 | 1259–1321 | 496 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.80 | 'a would have lived upon the comfort of him, fed on his growing hopes. This touches me. I know no friends, nor… |
| 24 | 1322–1379 | 477 | unassigned | | Doc not displease me Syrrha, But that you know tell me, and presently. Since your Grace will have it I'll spea… |
| 25 | 1380–1438 | 501 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.86 | I thank you, and will let you know the business: So I may have your helps, never be doubtful, For 'tis so just… |
| 26 | 1439–1500 | 495 | unassigned | | You are foolish: peace. All will go ill, deny it boldly sir, trust me he cannot prove it by you. What! You'll … |
| 27 | 1501–1564 | 489 | T11 Siblings, kin and confidants | 0.87 | Away, the whole Court calls her virtuous; for they say, she is unlike her mother and if so she can have no vic… |
| 28 | 1565–1622 | 512 | unassigned | | O noble Sir, your honest eyes perceive not The dangers you are led to shame upon her, And what fell miseries t… |
| 29 | 1623–1668 | 497 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.89 | You are not so mad to go; shift of this fellow, you shall be ruled once by a wise man: rat's bane get you gone… |
| 30 | 1669–1738 | 503 | unassigned | | My being: for another tongue to tell it, Cease, a mother! some good man that dares Speak for his King and Coun… |
| 31 | 1739–1784 | 493 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.86 | Sir hear me. Am I or he your Duke? away with 'im To a close prison: your Highness now shall know, Such branche… |
| 32 | 1785–1819 | 499 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.79 | Amen say I, she has brought things to a fine pass with her wisdom, do you mark it? One thing I am sure she has… |
| 33 | 1820–1867 | 507 | unassigned | | I have a foolish bill to reckon with 'em, will make some of their hearts ache, and I'll lay it on: now shall I… |
| 34 | 1868–1912 | 488 | unassigned | | Heaven, heaven I thank thee, What a slave was I to have my hand so far from This brave rescue, 't'ad been a th… |
| 35 | 1913–1953 | 502 | unassigned | | Show you, what a stir here is, why I will show you: Do you think; well, well, I know what I know, I pray come,… |
| 36 | 1954–1999 | 505 | unassigned | | Why wouldst not thou have thy brains beat out for this, to follow thy mother's steps so young? But believe me,… |
| 37 | 2000–2026 | 495 | unassigned | | What a base Whore is this, that after all My ways for her advancement, should so poorly make virtue her undoer… |
| 38 | 2027–2058 | 507 | unassigned | | You fleering harlot, I'll have a horse to leap thee, and thy base issue shall carry Sumpters. Come Lords, brin… |
| 39 | 2059–2109 | 500 | unassigned | | Law Master, there's one, look to your sen. What art thou, that in this dismal place, Which nothing could find … |
| 40 | 2110–2163 | 496 | unassigned | | Of none. What course wouldst thou have taken when thou hadst killed me? I would have ta'en your Page, and marr… |
| 41 | 2164–2210 | 489 | unassigned | | Monstrous woman, Mars would weep at this, and yet she cannot. Here lies your Minion too, slain by my hand, I w… |