# 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

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Gregory

28

That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes
to the wall.

2

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Sampson

47

My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee.

3

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Gregory

50

No, marry; I fear thee!

4

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Tybalt

80

What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death.

5

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Tybalt

84

What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word,
As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:
Have at thee, coward!
[They fight]
[Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray;
then enter Citizens, with clubs]

6

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Prince Escalus

101

Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,
Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,—
Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts,
That quench the fire of your pernicious rage
With purple fountains issuing from your veins,
On pain of torture, from those bloody hands
Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground,
And hear the sentence of your moved prince.
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,
By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,
Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets,
And made Verona's ancient citizens
Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments,
To wield old partisans, in hands as old,
Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate:
If ever you disturb our streets again,
Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.
For this time, all the rest depart away:
You Capulet; shall go along with me:
And, Montague, come you this afternoon,
To know our further pleasure in this case,
To old Free-town, our common judgment-place.
Once more, on pain of death, all men depart.

7

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Romeo

228

What, shall I groan and tell thee?

8

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2]

Benvolio

326

For what, I pray thee?

9

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2]

Benvolio

359

At this same ancient feast of Capulet's
Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest,
With all the admired beauties of Verona:
Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,
Compare her face with some that I shall show,
And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

10

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 3]

Lady Capulet

434

Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy peace.

11

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 3]

Juliet

443

And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I.

12

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 3]

Nurse

444

Peace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!
Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:
An I might live to see thee married once,
I have my wish.

13

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 3]

Lady Capulet

490

We follow thee.
[Exit Servant]
Juliet, the county stays.

14

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 4]

Mercutio

536

Tut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word:
If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mire
Of this sir-reverence love, wherein thou stick'st
Up to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ho!

15

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 5]

Capulet

688

Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone;
He bears him like a portly gentleman;
And, to say truth, Verona brags of him
To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:
I would not for the wealth of all the town
Here in my house do him disparagement:
Therefore be patient, take no note of him:
It is my will, the which if thou respect,
Show a fair presence and put off these frowns,
And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast.

16

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 1]

Mercutio

805

Nay, I'll conjure too.
Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover!
Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:
Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;
Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'
Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,
One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,
When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!
He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;
The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.
I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,
By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,
By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thigh
And the demesnes that there adjacent lie,
That in thy likeness thou appear to us!

17

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 1]

Benvolio

821

And if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him.

18

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 2]

Juliet

885

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.

19

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 2]

Romeo

897

I take thee at thy word:
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

20

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 2]

Romeo

902

By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee;
Had I it written, I would tear the word.