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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

As You Like It
[I, 1]

Oliver

81

Call him in. [Exit DENNIS] 'Twill be a good way; and
to-morrow the wrestling is.

2

As You Like It
[I, 1]

Charles

133

I am heartily glad I came hither to you. If he come
to-morrow I'll give him his payment. If ever he go alone again,
I'll never wrestle for prize more. And so, God keep your worship! Exit

3

As You Like It
[I, 1]

Oliver

136

Farewell, good Charles. Now will I stir this gamester. I
hope I shall see an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why,
hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd and
yet learned; full of noble device; of all sorts enchantingly
beloved; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and
especially of my own people, who best know him, that I am
altogether misprised. But it shall not be so long; this wrestler
shall clear all. Nothing remains but that I kindle the boy
thither, which now I'll go about. Exit

4

As You Like It
[I, 2]

Orlando

402

I rest much bounden to you; fare you well.
[Exit LE BEAU]
Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;
From tyrant Duke unto a tyrant brother.
But heavenly Rosalind! Exit

5

As You Like It
[II, 4]

Silvius

750

O, thou didst then never love so heartily!
If thou rememb'rest not the slightest folly
That ever love did make thee run into,
Thou hast not lov'd;
Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
Wearing thy hearer in thy mistress' praise,
Thou hast not lov'd;
Or if thou hast not broke from company
Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
Thou hast not lov'd.
O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe! Exit Silvius

6

As You Like It
[II, 7]

Orlando

1032

I thank ye; and be blest for your good comfort! Exit

7

As You Like It
[III, 2]

Orlando

1122

Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love;
And thou, thrice-crowned Queen of Night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where.
Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree,
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she. Exit

8

As You Like It
[III, 2]

(stage directions)

1390

Exit JAQUES

9

As You Like It
[III, 3]

Sir Oliver Martext

1592

'Tis no matter; ne'er a fantastical knave of them all
shall flout me out of my calling. Exit

10

As You Like It
[IV, 1]

Rosalind

1826

Farewell, Monsieur Traveller; look you lisp and wear
strange suits, disable all the benefits of your own country, be
out of love with your nativity, and almost chide God for making
you that countenance you are; or I will scarce think you have
swam in a gondola. [Exit JAQUES] Why, how now, Orlando! where
have you been all this while? You a lover! An you serve me such
another trick, never come in my sight more.

11

As You Like It
[IV, 1]

Rosalind

1963

Well, Time is the old justice that examines all such
offenders, and let Time try. Adieu. Exit ORLANDO

12

As You Like It
[IV, 3]

(stage directions)

2075

Exit SILVIUS

13

As You Like It
[V, 1]

William

2243

God rest you merry, sir. Exit

14

As You Like It
[V, 2]

Oliver

2265

And you, fair sister. Exit

15

As You Like It
[V, 4]

Jaques (lord)

2591

To see no pastime I. What you would have
I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. Exit