# 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

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Maria

142

He hath indeed, almost natural: for besides that
he's a fool, he's a great quarreller: and but that
he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he
hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the prudent
he would quickly have the gift of a grave.

2

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Maria

179

Now, sir, 'thought is free:' I pray you, bring
your hand to the buttery-bar and let it drink.

3

Twelfth Night
[I, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

197

An I thought that, I'ld forswear it. I'll ride home
to-morrow, Sir Toby.

4

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

840

O, if I thought that I'ld beat him like a dog!

5

Twelfth Night
[II, 4]

Viola

1011

A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
We men may say more, swear more: but indeed
Our shows are more than will; for still we prove
Much in our vows, but little in our love.

6

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

1829

Plague on't, an I thought he had been valiant and so
cunning in fence, I'ld have seen him damned ere I'ld
have challenged him. Let him let the matter slip,
and I'll give him my horse, grey Capilet.

7

Twelfth Night
[IV, 2]

Feste

2025

Well, I'll put it on, and I will dissemble myself
in't; and I would I were the first that ever
dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough to
become the function well, nor lean enough to be
thought a good student; but to be said an honest man
and a good housekeeper goes as fairly as to say a
careful man and a great scholar. The competitors enter.

8

Twelfth Night
[V, 1]

Olivia

2519

See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him hither.
[Exit FABIAN]
My lord so please you, these things further
thought on,
To think me as well a sister as a wife,
One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you,
Here at my house and at my proper cost.