| 1 | 0–72 | 528 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.79 | YOu have hired a Shop then? Yes sir, and our wares (Though brittle as a maidenhead at sixteen) Are safe unlade… |
| 2 | 73–148 | 516 | unassigned | | I believe thee. O welcome sir, stay of my steps in this life, And guide to all my blessed hopes hereafter. Wha… |
| 3 | 149–216 | 500 | unassigned | | Is this Religious? Would you have me tame now; Can I know my sister mewed up in his Seraglio, and in danger No… |
| 4 | 217–282 | 477 | T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim | 0.78 | Heavy? I was made lighter By two stone weight at least to be fit to serve you. But to your question madam, wom… |
| 5 | 283–346 | 488 | unassigned | | His sacred Majesty writes here that your valour Against the Persian hath so won upon him That there's no grace… |
| 6 | 347–418 | 487 | T57 Ships, merchants and pirates | 0.82 | Be constant in That resolution, I'll abroad again, And learn as far as it is possible What may concern Paulina… |
| 7 | 419–495 | 493 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.74 | By the ears, Thus sir, by the ears. Hold, hold. You'd still be prating. Come let's be drunk? than each man to … |
| 8 | 496–570 | 490 | unassigned | | What wonder look I on! I'll search above And suddenly attend you. Are you amaze e bring you to your selfe. Ha!… |
| 9 | 571–642 | 479 | unassigned | | Forbear. I pity her. What magic hath transformed me from myself? Where is my Virgin pride? How have I lost My … |
| 10 | 643–722 | 490 | unassigned | | I dare pawn my head, 'tis some disguised Minion of the Court, Sent from great Amurath, to learn from her The v… |
| 11 | 723–788 | 481 | unassigned | | I am the same. And to what end, great Lady pardon me, That I presume to ask, did your command Command me hithe… |
| 12 | 789–861 | 489 | T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti | 0.80 | They are degrees, Not ends of my intended favours to thee. These seeds of bounty I yet scatter on A glebe I ha… |
| 13 | 862–931 | 488 | unassigned | | Here he comes. How terrible he looks? To such as fear him: The viceroy Asambeg were he the sultan's self He wi… |
| 14 | 932–1002 | 492 | unassigned | | Think not therefore sir, That you alone are Giants, and such Pigmies You war upon. Villain I'll make thee know… |
| 15 | 1003–1085 | 537 | unassigned | | Thou art false, Falser than thy religion. Do but think me Something above a beast; nay more, a monster, Would … |
| 16 | 1086–1163 | 488 | unassigned | | 'tis strange. As I walk I'll tell you more. Pray you a word Sir, And then I will put on. I have one boon more.… |
| 17 | 1164–1227 | 492 | unassigned | | How deserved? I have considered you from head to foot, And can find nothing in that wainscot face, That can te… |
| 18 | 1228–1302 | 494 | unassigned | | I enjoin you not To go, but send. That were a petty trial Not worth one so long taught, and exercised Under so… |
| 19 | 1303–1376 | 487 | unassigned | | Dreadful! hear me, Thou miserable man. Good sir deny not, But that there is no punishment beyond Damnation. Yo… |
| 20 | 1377–1449 | 512 | unassigned | | I then again repeat it If Mustapha dares with malicious breath (On jealous suppositions) presume To blast the … |
| 21 | 1450–1521 | 486 | T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta | 0.84 | Never yet, This flesh felt such a fever, by the life And fortune of great Amurath, should our prophet (Whose n… |
| 22 | 1522–1593 | 481 | unassigned | | How? her bedfellow, And lie with her? Yes, and lie with her. O rare! I'll be an Eunuch, though I sell my shop … |
| 23 | 1594–1674 | 487 | unassigned | | And salary of your lust: or thus unclothe me Of sins gay trappings, (the proud livery Of wicked pleasure) whic… |
| 24 | 1675–1744 | 510 | T57 Ships, merchants and pirates | 0.82 | It ill becomes Such as are guilty to deliver threats Against the innocent. I could tear this flesh now, But 't… |
| 25 | 1745–1810 | 509 | unassigned | | In the most sordid slavery might equal The rapines I have made, till with one voice My patient sufferings, mig… |
| 26 | 1811–1880 | 497 | unassigned | | You will reap The comfort of it, live yet undiscovered, And with your holy meditations strengthen Your Christi… |
| 27 | 1881–1958 | 536 | unassigned | | You are grown Satirical Against our sex, why sir I durst produce myself in our defence, and from you challenge… |
| 28 | 1959–2028 | 500 | unassigned | | See here This fatal sign, and warrant this brought to A General fighting in the head of his Victorious troops,… |
| 29 | 2029–2091 | 497 | unassigned | | If any Virgin of what degree or quality soever, borne a natural Turk, shall be convicted of corporal looseness… |
| 30 | 2092–2165 | 523 | unassigned | | This applause Confirmed in your allowance joys me more, Than if a thousand full crammed Theatres Should clap t… |
| 31 | 2166–2238 | 496 | unassigned | | You speak in riddles. What burden, or what mistress? or what fetters? Are those you point at? Those which your… |
| 32 | 2239–2311 | 503 | T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat | 0.78 | I came here to take you, But I perceive a yielding in myself To be your prisoner. 'tis an overthrow That will … |
| 33 | 2312–2388 | 493 | unassigned | | They shall ever Be present with you. You shall see me act This last Scene to the life. And though now fall, Ri… |
| 34 | 2389–2459 | 519 | unassigned | | Note this, Manto. The pride, and scorn, with which she entertains us Now we are made hers by the viceroy's gif… |
| 35 | 2460–2530 | 513 | unassigned | | Do your pleasure, I only offered you a friend's advice, But without gall, or envy to the man That is to suffer… |
| 36 | 2531–2606 | 495 | unassigned | | Speak, 'tis granted. We being now to take our latest leave And grown of one belief, I do desire I may have you… |
| 37 | 2607–2679 | 486 | unassigned | | Most of your tribe do so When they begin in whore. You are serious Lady? Serious? but satisfy me in a suit Tha… |
| 38 | 2680–2762 | 499 | unassigned | | O Madam, I have been false, forgive me. I'll redeem it By any thing however desperate You please to impose upo… |
| 39 | 2763–2827 | 503 | unassigned | | Break the watch up, What should we fear in the midst of our own strengths? 'tis but the Basha's jealousy. Fare… |