# 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
[I, 1]

Queen

122

Be brief, I pray you:
If the king come, I shall incur I know not
How much of his displeasure.
[Aside]
Yet I'll move him
To walk this way: I never do him wrong,
But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;
Pays dear for my offences.

2

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

240

[Aside] No, 'faith; not so much as his patience.

3

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

243

[Aside] His steel was in debt; it went o' the
backside the town.

4

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

246

[Aside] No; but he fled forward still, toward your face.

5

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

249

[Aside] As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies!

6

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

251

[Aside] So would I, till you had measured how long
a fool you were upon the ground.

7

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

254

[Aside] If it be a sin to make a true election, she
is damned.

8

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

259

[Aside] She shines not upon fools, lest the
reflection should hurt her.

9

Cymbeline
[I, 2]

Second Lord

263

[Aside] I wish not so; unless it had been the fall
of an ass, which is no great hurt.

10

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Queen

522

O, content thee.
[Enter PISANIO]
[Aside]
Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him
Will I first work: he's for his master,
An enemy to my son. How now, Pisanio!
Doctor, your service for this time is ended;
Take your own way.

11

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Cornelius

530

[Aside] I do suspect you, madam;
But you shall do no harm.

12

Cymbeline
[I, 5]

Cornelius

533

[Aside] I do not like her. She doth think she has
Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit,
And will not trust one of her malice with
A drug of such damn'd nature. Those she has
Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile;
Which first, perchance, she'll prove on
cats and dogs,
Then afterward up higher: but there is
No danger in what show of death it makes,
More than the locking-up the spirits a time,
To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd
With a most false effect; and I the truer,
So to be false with her.

13

Cymbeline
[I, 6]

Iachimo

620

[Aside] All of her that is out of door most rich!
If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare,
She is alone the Arabian bird, and I
Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!
Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!
Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight;
Rather directly fly.

14

Cymbeline
[II, 1]

Second Lord

858

[Aside] If his wit had been like him that broke it,
it would have run all out.

15

Cymbeline
[II, 1]

Second Lord

862

No my lord;
[Aside]
nor crop the ears of them.

16

Cymbeline
[II, 1]

Second Lord

867

[Aside] To have smelt like a fool.

17

Cymbeline
[II, 1]

Second Lord

874

[Aside] You are cock and capon too; and you crow,
cock, with your comb on.

18

Cymbeline
[II, 1]

Second Lord

885

[Aside] He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it
not.

19

Cymbeline
[II, 1]

Second Lord

896

[Aside] You are a fool granted; therefore your
issues, being foolish, do not derogate.

20

Cymbeline
[III, 2]

Pisanio

1580

One score 'twixt sun and sun,
Madam, 's enough for you:
[Aside]
and too much too.