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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

All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 3]

Clown

362

You're shallow, madam, in great friends; for the
knaves come to do that for me which I am aweary of.
He that ears my land spares my team and gives me
leave to in the crop; if I be his cuckold, he's my
drudge: he that comforts my wife is the cherisher
of my flesh and blood; he that cherishes my flesh
and blood loves my flesh and blood; he that loves my
flesh and blood is my friend: ergo, he that kisses
my wife is my friend. If men could be contented to
be what they are, there were no fear in marriage;
for young Charbon the Puritan and old Poysam the
Papist, howsome'er their hearts are severed in
religion, their heads are both one; they may jowl
horns together, like any deer i' the herd.

2

All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 2]

Countess

1499

You're welcome, gentlemen.
I will entreat you, when you see my son,
To tell him that his sword can never win
The honour that he loses: more I'll entreat you
Written to bear along.

3

All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 7]

Widow

1860

I should believe you:
For you have show'd me that which well approves
You're great in fortune.

4

All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3]

First Lord

2227

You're deceived, my lord: this is Monsieur
Parolles, the gallant militarist,—that was his own
phrase,—that had the whole theoric of war in the
knot of his scarf, and the practise in the chape of
his dagger.

5

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5]

Cleopatra

1058

And when good will is show'd, though't come
too short,
The actor may plead pardon. I'll none now:
Give me mine angle; we'll to the river: there,
My music playing far off, I will betray
Tawny-finn'd fishes; my bended hook shall pierce
Their slimy jaws; and, as I draw them up,
I'll think them every one an Antony,
And say 'Ah, ha! you're caught.'

6

Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2]

Proculeius

3402

Be of good cheer;
You're fall'n into a princely hand, fear nothing:
Make your full reference freely to my lord,
Who is so full of grace, that it flows over
On all that need: let me report to him
Your sweet dependency; and you shall find
A conqueror that will pray in aid for kindness,
Where he for grace is kneel'd to.

7

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Antipholus of Ephesus

631

You're sad, Signior Balthazar: pray God our cheer
May answer my good will and your good welcome here.

8

Coriolanus
[I, 1]

First Citizen

123

Ye're long about it.

9

Coriolanus
[II, 1]

Volumnia

1112

I know not where to turn: O, welcome home:
And welcome, general: and ye're welcome all.

10

Coriolanus
[IV, 2]

Volumnia

2605

O, ye're well met: the hoarded plague o' the gods
Requite your love!

11

Coriolanus
[IV, 6]

Cominius

3196

Ye re goodly things, you voices!

12

Coriolanus
[V, 2]

Menenius Agrippa

3477

I neither care for the world nor your general: for
such things as you, I can scarce think there's any,
ye're so slight. He that hath a will to die by
himself fears it not from another: let your general
do his worst. For you, be that you are, long; and
your misery increase with your age! I say to you,
as I was said to, Away!

13

Cymbeline
[I, 1]

Queen

84

No, be assured you shall not find me, daughter,
After the slander of most stepmothers,
Evil-eyed unto you: you're my prisoner, but
Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys
That lock up your restraint. For you, Posthumus,
So soon as I can win the offended king,
I will be known your advocate: marry, yet
The fire of rage is in him, and 'twere good
You lean'd unto his sentence with what patience
Your wisdom may inform you.

14

Cymbeline
[I, 4]

Posthumus Leonatus

429

You are a great deal abused in too bold a
persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're
worthy of by your attempt.

15

Cymbeline
[I, 6]

Imogen

618

Thanks, good sir:
You're kindly welcome.

16

Cymbeline
[I, 6]

Imogen

846

I will write.
Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept,
And truly yielded you. You're very welcome.

17

Cymbeline
[III, 2]

Pisanio

1593

Madam, you're best consider.

18

Cymbeline
[III, 4]

Pisanio

1912

First, make yourself but like one.
Fore-thinking this, I have already fit—
'Tis in my cloak-bag—doublet, hat, hose, all
That answer to them: would you in their serving,
And with what imitation you can borrow
From youth of such a season, 'fore noble Lucius
Present yourself, desire his service, tell him
wherein you're happy,—which you'll make him know,
If that his head have ear in music,—doubtless
With joy he will embrace you, for he's honourable
And doubling that, most holy. Your means abroad,
You have me, rich; and I will never fail
Beginning nor supplyment.

19

Cymbeline
[III, 6]

Imogen

2209

I see you're angry:
Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should
Have died had I not made it.

20

Cymbeline
[IV, 3]

First Lord

2859

Good my liege,
Your preparation can affront no less
Than what you hear of: come more, for more
you're ready:
The want is but to put those powers in motion
That long to move.