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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]

Countess

330

What does this knave here? Get you gone, sirrah:
the complaints I have heard of you I do not all
believe: 'tis my slowness that I do not; for I know
you lack not folly to commit them, and have ability
enough to make such knaveries yours.

2

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

Countess

386

Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman I would speak with her;
Helen, I mean.

3

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

Countess

398

What, one good in ten? you corrupt the song, sirrah.

4

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

Lafeu

1101

I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which
title age cannot bring thee.

5

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

Lafeu

1143

Sirrah, your lord and master's married; there's news
for you: you have a new mistress.

6

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 4]

Helena

1260

I pray you.
[Exit PAROLLES]
Come, sirrah.

7

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

Lafeu

2661

Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at once
both the office of God and the devil? One brings
thee in grace and the other brings thee out.
[Trumpets sound]
The king's coming; I know by his trumpets. Sirrah,
inquire further after me; I had talk of you last
night: though you are a fool and a knave, you shall
eat; go to, follow.

8

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

King of France

2948

Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge you,
Not fearing the displeasure of your master,
Which on your just proceeding I'll keep off,
By him and by this woman here what know you?

9

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 3]

Antony

992

Now, sirrah; you do wish yourself in Egypt?

10

Antony and Cleopatra
[II, 5]

Cleopatra

1088

Why, there's more gold.
But, sirrah, mark, we use
To say the dead are well: bring it to that,
The gold I give thee will I melt and pour
Down thy ill-uttering throat.

11

Antony and Cleopatra
[V, 2]

Cleopatra

3669

Why, that's the way
To fool their preparation, and to conquer
Their most absurd intents.
[Re-enter CHARMIAN]
Now, Charmian!
Show me, my women, like a queen: go fetch
My best attires: I am again for Cydnus,
To meet Mark Antony: sirrah Iras, go.
Now, noble Charmian, we'll dispatch indeed;
And, when thou hast done this chare, I'll give thee leave
To play till doomsday. Bring our crown and all.
Wherefore's this noise?

12

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Celia

1270

How now! Back, friends; shepherd, go off a little; go with
him, sirrah.

13

As You Like It
[IV, 3]

Rosalind

2173

I do so, I confess it. Ah, sirrah, a body would think
this was well counterfeited. I pray you tell your brother how
well I counterfeited. Heigh-ho!

14

Comedy of Errors
[II, 2]

Adriana

593

Come, come, no longer will I be a fool,
To put the finger in the eye and weep,
Whilst man and master laugh my woes to scorn.
Come, sir, to dinner. Dromio, keep the gate.
Husband, I'll dine above with you to-day
And shrive you of a thousand idle pranks.
Sirrah, if any ask you for your master,
Say he dines forth, and let no creature enter.
Come, sister. Dromio, play the porter well.

15

Comedy of Errors
[III, 1]

Dromio of Ephesus

716

A crow without feather? Master, mean you so?
For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a feather;
If a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow together.

16

Comedy of Errors
[IV, 1]

Antipholus of Ephesus

1033

I do obey thee till I give thee bail.
But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear
As all the metal in your shop will answer.

17

Comedy of Errors
[V, 1]

Solinus

1707

Why, what an intricate impeach is this!
I think you all have drunk of Circe's cup.
If here you housed him, here he would have been;
If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly:
You say he dined at home; the goldsmith here
Denies that saying. Sirrah, what say you?

18

Coriolanus
[V, 2]

Menenius Agrippa

3423

Sirrah, if thy captain knew I were here, he would
use me with estimation.

19

Coriolanus
[V, 3]

Volumnia

3578

Your knee, sirrah.

20

Cymbeline
[III, 5]

Cloten

2036

I love and hate her: for she's fair and royal,
And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite
Than lady, ladies, woman; from every one
The best she hath, and she, of all compounded,
Outsells them all; I love her therefore: but
Disdaining me and throwing favours on
The low Posthumus slanders so her judgment
That what's else rare is choked; and in that point
I will conclude to hate her, nay, indeed,
To be revenged upon her. For when fools Shall—
[Enter PISANIO]
Who is here? What, are you packing, sirrah?
Come hither: ah, you precious pander! Villain,
Where is thy lady? In a word; or else
Thou art straightway with the fiends.