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Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it; he died
As one that had been studied in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
As't were a careless trifle.

— Macbeth, Act I Scene 4

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# Result number	Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.	Character Indicates who said the line. If it's a play or sonnet, the character name is "Poet."	Line Shows where the line falls within the work. The numbering is not keyed to any copyrighted numbering system found in a volume of collected works (Arden, Oxford, etc.) The numbering starts at the beginning of the work, and does not restart for each scene.	Text The line's full text, with keywords highlighted within it, unless highlighting has been disabled by the user.
1	Cymbeline [I, 1]	(stage directions)	1	[Enter two Gentlemen]
2	Cymbeline [I, 1]	Pisanio	211	There might have been, But that my master rather play'd than fought And had no help of anger: they were parted By gentlemen at hand.
3	Cymbeline [I, 4]	Philario	344	His father and I were soldiers together; to whom I have been often bound for no less than my life. Here comes the Briton: let him be so entertained amongst you as suits, with gentlemen of your knowing, to a stranger of his quality. [Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS] I beseech you all, be better known to this gentleman; whom I commend to you as a noble friend of mine: how worthy he is I will leave to appear hereafter, rather than story him in his own hearing.
4	Cymbeline [I, 4]	Philario	416	Let us leave here, gentlemen.
5	Cymbeline [I, 4]	Philario	435	Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too suddenly; let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be better acquainted.
6	Cymbeline [IV, 2]	Roman Captain	2745	The senate hath stirr'd up the confiners And gentlemen of Italy, most willing spirits, That promise noble service: and they come Under the conduct of bold Iachimo, Syenna's brother.
7	Cymbeline [IV, 3]	First Lord	2853	So please your majesty, The Roman legions, all from Gallia drawn, Are landed on your coast, with a supply Of Roman gentlemen, by the senate sent.
8	Cymbeline [V, 5]	Belarius	3386	Sir, In Cambria are we born, and gentlemen: Further to boast were neither true nor modest, Unless I add, we are honest.
9	Cymbeline [V, 5]	Pisanio	3641	O, gentlemen, help! Mine and your mistress! O, my lord Posthumus! You ne'er kill'd Imogen til now. Help, help! Mine honour'd lady!
10	Cymbeline [V, 5]	Belarius	3773	I am too blunt and saucy: here's my knee: Ere I arise, I will prefer my sons; Then spare not the old father. Mighty sir, These two young gentlemen, that call me father And think they are my sons, are none of mine; They are the issue of your loins, my liege, And blood of your begetting.

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