# 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

Cymbeline
[III, 5]

Cloten

2107

Meet thee at Milford-Haven!—I forgot to ask him one
thing; I'll remember't anon:—even there, thou
villain Posthumus, will I kill thee. I would these
garments were come. She said upon a time—the
bitterness of it I now belch from my heart—that she
held the very garment of Posthumus in more respect
than my noble and natural person together with the
adornment of my qualities. With that suit upon my
back, will I ravish her: first kill him, and in her
eyes; there shall she see my valour, which will then
be a torment to her contempt. He on the ground, my
speech of insultment ended on his dead body, and
when my lust hath dined,—which, as I say, to vex
her I will execute in the clothes that she so
praised,—to the court I'll knock her back, foot
her home again. She hath despised me rejoicingly,
and I'll be merry in my revenge.
[Re-enter PISANIO, with the clothes]
Be those the garments?

2

Othello
[III, 4]

Emilia

2293

'Tis not a year or two shows us a man:
They are all but stomachs, and we all but food;
To eat us hungerly, and when they are full,
They belch us. Look you, Cassio and my husband!

3

Richard III
[I, 4]

George Plantagenet (Duke of Clarence)

869

Methought I had; and often did I strive
To yield the ghost: but still the envious flood
Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth
To seek the empty, vast and wandering air;
But smother'd it within my panting bulk,
Which almost burst to belch it in the sea.

4

Tempest
[III, 3]

Ariel

1629

You are three men of sin, whom Destiny,
That hath to instrument this lower world
And what is in't, the never-surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up you; and on this island
Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And even with such-like valour men hang and drown
Their proper selves.
[ALONSO, SEBASTIAN &c. draw their swords]
You fools! I and my fellows
Are ministers of Fate: the elements,
Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs
Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish
One dowle that's in my plume: my fellow-ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your strengths
And will not be uplifted. But remember—
For that's my business to you—that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Exposed unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me:
Lingering perdition, worse than any death
Can be at once, shall step by step attend
You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from—
Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads—is nothing but heart-sorrow
And a clear life ensuing.
[He vanishes in thunder; then, to soft music]
enter the Shapes again, and dance, with
mocks and mows, and carrying out the table]

5

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

(stage directions)

115

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA]

6

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

157

Sir Toby Belch! how now, Sir Toby Belch!

7

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

(stage directions)

408

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH]

8

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

(stage directions)

700

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and SIR ANDREW]

9

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

(stage directions)

1028

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]

10

Twelfth Night
[III, 1]

(stage directions)

1303

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, and SIR ANDREW]

11

Twelfth Night
[III, 1]

Olivia

1327

Let the garden door be shut, and leave me to my hearing.
[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and MARIA]
Give me your hand, sir.

12

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

(stage directions)

1405

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]

13

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

(stage directions)

1630

[Re-enter MARIA, with SIR TOBY BELCH and FABIAN]

14

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

(stage directions)

1742

[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, FABIAN, and MARIA]

15

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

(stage directions)

1762

[Re-enter SIR TOBY BELCH and FABIAN]

16

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

(stage directions)

1819

[Re-enter SIR TOBY BELCH, with SIR ANDREW]

17

Twelfth Night
[IV, 1]

(stage directions)

1974

[Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH, and FABIAN]

18

Twelfth Night
[IV, 1]

Olivia

1997

Will it be ever thus? Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach'd! out of my sight!
Be not offended, dear Cesario.
Rudesby, be gone!
[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH, SIR ANDREW, and FABIAN]
I prithee, gentle friend,
Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passion, sway
In this uncivil and thou unjust extent
Against thy peace. Go with me to my house,
And hear thou there how many fruitless pranks
This ruffian hath botch'd up, that thou thereby
Mayst smile at this: thou shalt not choose but go:
Do not deny. Beshrew his soul for me,
He started one poor heart of mine in thee.

19

Twelfth Night
[IV, 2]

(stage directions)

2032

[Enter SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA]

20

Twelfth Night
[IV, 2]

(stage directions)

2088

[Exeunt SIR TOBY BELCH and MARIA]