# Result number

Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.

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1

Midsummer Night's Dream
[II, 1]

Titania

430

What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:
I have forsworn his bed and company.

2

Midsummer Night's Dream
[II, 1]

Titania

433

Then I must be thy lady: but I know
When thou hast stolen away from fairy land,
And in the shape of Corin sat all day,
Playing on pipes of corn and versing love
To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here,
Come from the farthest Steppe of India?
But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,
Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior love,
To Theseus must be wedded, and you come
To give their bed joy and prosperity.

3

Midsummer Night's Dream
[II, 2]

Hermia

693

Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed;
For I upon this bank will rest my head.

4

Midsummer Night's Dream
[II, 2]

Lysander

695

One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;
One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.

5

Midsummer Night's Dream
[II, 2]

Lysander

716

Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;
And then end life when I end loyalty!
Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!

6

Midsummer Night's Dream
[III, 1]

Titania

950

[Awaking] What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?

7

Midsummer Night's Dream
[III, 1]

Titania

989

Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;
Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes;
Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,
With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;
The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees,
And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs
And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,
To have my love to bed and to arise;
And pluck the wings from Painted butterflies
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes:
Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.

8

Midsummer Night's Dream
[III, 2]

Demetrius

1497

Nay, then, thou mock'st me. Thou shalt buy this dear,
If ever I thy face by daylight see:
Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me
To measure out my length on this cold bed.
By day's approach look to be visited.

9

Midsummer Night's Dream
[IV, 1]

Titania

1546

Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,
While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,
And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,
And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.

10

Midsummer Night's Dream
[V, 1]

Lysander

1862

More than to us
Wait in your royal walks, your board, your bed!

11

Midsummer Night's Dream
[V, 1]

Theseus

2201

No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no
excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all
dead, there needs none to be blamed. Marry, if he
that writ it had played Pyramus and hanged himself
in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine
tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably
discharged. But come, your Bergomask: let your
epilogue alone.
[A dance]
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn
As much as we this night have overwatch'd.
This palpable-gross play hath well beguiled
The heavy gait of night. Sweet friends, to bed.
A fortnight hold we this solemnity,
In nightly revels and new jollity.