| 1 | 0–30 | 476 | unassigned | | GOod day, Gallants. Good morrow, sweet Lodovico. How dost thou Carolo. Faith, as Physicians do in a Plague, se… |
| 2 | 31–70 | 474 | T13 Knights, squires and ladies | 0.74 | Oh, look, he has a feeling of them. Not I, I protest, there's a saying when they commend Nations: It goes, the… |
| 3 | 71–124 | 479 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.74 | Oh sir, that cannot make me jealous. Your business, sir, to me? Yes my good Lord. Presently sir; are you Mathe… |
| 4 | 125–158 | 465 | T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour | 0.67 | Your name I pray? Antonio Georgio. Of Milan? Yes my Lord. I'll borrow leave To read you o'er, and then we'll t… |
| 5 | 159–199 | 497 | unassigned | | Oh sir, our friends! they ought to be unto us as our jewels, as dearly valued, being locked up, & unseen, as w… |
| 6 | 200–235 | 485 | unassigned | | Is your wife then departed? She's an old dweller in those high Countries, Yet not from me, Here, she's here: b… |
| 7 | 236–263 | 490 | unassigned | | Then she's a right Strumpet; I ne'er knew any of their trade rich two years together; Sieves can hold no water… |
| 8 | 264–305 | 509 | unassigned | | Give it me, I think I have some gold about me; yes, it's well; leave my Lodging at Court, and get you home. Co… |
| 9 | 306–363 | 489 | unassigned | | Proceed. Each degree has his fashion, it's fit then, One should be laid by for the Citizen, And that's the Cap… |
| 10 | 364–388 | 482 | T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy | 0.79 | How, hang her in her garters? Will you be a rame Pigeon still? shall your back be like a tortoise shell, to le… |
| 11 | 389–433 | 481 | unassigned | | Thou dost not hear me? Yes faith do I. Thou hast been in the hands of misery, and ta'en strong Physic, prithee… |
| 12 | 434–456 | 489 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.85 | Nay look you, sir, I know when all sins are old in us, and go upon Crutches, that Covetousness does but then l… |
| 13 | 457–514 | 465 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.69 | Or so much as a Gammon of Bacon, he'll give it his Dogs first. A jail, a jail. A Iew, a Iew, sir. A Dog. An En… |
| 14 | 515–544 | 486 | unassigned | | My twenty pounds flies high, O wretched woman, This varlet's able to make Lucrece common. How now Mistress? ha… |
| 15 | 545–572 | 481 | unassigned | | He thinks a silver net can catch the poor, Here's bait to choke a Nun, and turn her whore. Wilt thou be honest… |
| 16 | 573–627 | 482 | unassigned | | Well, say she's nipped. It will so overchange her heart with grief, That like a Cannon, when her sighs go off,… |
| 17 | 628–681 | 494 | T46 Swords, quarrels and valour | 0.83 | Since you'll needs fence, handle your weapon well, For if you take a yard, I'll take an ell. Reach me an ell. … |
| 18 | 682–708 | 496 | unassigned | | What would she have me do in this? No more, Madam, but what one woman should do for another in such a case. My… |
| 19 | 709–750 | 481 | unassigned | | Here's honeyed poison, to me he ne'er thus writ, But Lust can set a double edge on wit. Nay, that's true, Mada… |
| 20 | 751–805 | 478 | unassigned | | Faith then belike, Neither your clock nor mine does truly strike, And since it is uncertain which goes true, B… |
| 21 | 806–853 | 479 | unassigned | | Tell me, didst thou bait Hawks to draw him to thee, or did he bewitch thee? The slave did woo me. Two woes in … |
| 22 | 854–883 | 487 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.78 | He has given up his Cloak, and his Rapier is bound to the Peace: If you look a little higher, you may see that… |
| 23 | 884–936 | 483 | unassigned | | How now little chick, what ailest, weeping For a handful of tailor's shreds? pox on them, are there not silks … |
| 24 | 937–979 | 491 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.85 | Fill out wine to my little finger. With my heart i'faith. Thanks, good Matheo. To your own sweet self. All the… |
| 25 | 980–1009 | 502 | unassigned | | We have meats of all sorts of dressing; we have stewed meat for your Frenchmen, pretty light picking meat for … |
| 26 | 1010–1057 | 490 | unassigned | | Is this no lie now? Damn me if— Oh prithee stay there. The twenty crowns, sir. Before he has his work done? bu… |
| 27 | 1058–1082 | 487 | unassigned | | And I have played a Gentleman's part with my tailor, for I owe him for the making of it. And why did you so, s… |
| 28 | 1083–1119 | 485 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.85 | Pox on him, kneel to a Dog? She that's a Whore, Lives gallant, fares well, is not (like me) poor, I ha' now as… |
| 29 | 1120–1161 | 504 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.86 | Tell what thou canst; if I stay here longer, I shall be hanged too, for being in thy company; therefore, as I … |
| 30 | 1162–1193 | 506 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.79 | I could tear (byth' Lord) his flesh, and eat his midriff in salt, as I eat this:— must I choke— my Father Fris… |
| 31 | 1194–1260 | 507 | unassigned | | And here's another Vessel, (better fraught, But as ill manned) her sinking will be wrought, If rescue come not… |
| 32 | 1261–1321 | 501 | unassigned | | So should a husband be dishonoured. Dishonoured? not a whit: to fall to one (Besides your husband) is to fall … |
| 33 | 1322–1378 | 518 | unassigned | | If all the threads Of harlot's lives be fine as you would make them, Why do not you persuade your wife turn wh… |
| 34 | 1379–1426 | 485 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.78 | Thou hast thy wish, Orlando, pass unknown, Sforza shall only go along with thee, To see that Warrant served up… |
| 35 | 1427–1477 | 489 | unassigned | | Troth my Lord, I think we are all as you ha' been in your youth when you went a-Maying, we all love to hear th… |
| 36 | 1478–1514 | 495 | unassigned | | We'll trouble your house (Matheo) but as Dutchmen do in Taverns (drink, be merry, and be gone.) Indeed if you … |
| 37 | 1515–1556 | 504 | unassigned | | Presently, my man is gone for them: we ha' rigged a Fleet, you see here, to sail about the world. A dangerous … |
| 38 | 1557–1618 | 495 | unassigned | | How now? Is't Shrove-tuesday, that these Ghosts walk. What's your business, Sir? From the Duke: you are the ma… |
| 39 | 1619–1677 | 513 | unassigned | | Any man that has borne Office of Constable, or any woman that has fall'n from a Horseload to a Cartload, or li… |
| 40 | 1678–1725 | 529 | T6 Money, debt and credit | 0.71 | Nor is it seen, That the whip draws blood here, to cool the Spleen Of any rugged Bencher: nor does offence Fee… |
| 41 | 1726–1760 | 499 | unassigned | | And now the Law must teach you to fly high. Right, my Lord, and then may you fly low; no more words, a Mouse, … |
| 42 | 1761–1811 | 498 | T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds | 0.83 | Close thy rank jaws: pardon me, I am vexed, Thou art a Villain, a malicious Devil, Deep as the place where tho… |
| 43 | 1812–1855 | 495 | unassigned | | He seems a Soldier? I am what I seem, Sir, one of Fortune's Bastards, a Soldier, and a Gentleman, and am broug… |
| 44 | 1856–1902 | 490 | unassigned | | Vuh, yes, sir: and look ye, do you see the Bride-laces that I give at my wedding, will serve to tie Rosemary t… |
| 45 | 1903–1934 | 495 | unassigned | | I was never in this pickle before, and yet if I go amongst citizens' wives, they jeer at me: if I go among the… |
| 46 | 1935–1973 | 471 | unassigned | | And what were you the whilst? marry hang you, Master Slave, who made you an examiner? Well said, belike this D… |
| 47 | 1974–2011 | 497 | unassigned | | No, shut up shop, we'll now break up the fair, Yet ere we part— you, sir, that take upon ye The name of Soldie… |