# 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

Measure for Measure
[I, 4]

Francisca

356

It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabella,
Turn you the key, and know his business of him;
You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn.
When you have vow'd, you must not speak with men
But in the presence of the prioress:
Then, if you speak, you must not show your face,
Or, if you show your face, you must not speak.
He calls again; I pray you, answer him.

2

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Elbow

534

Ay, sir, by Mistress Overdone's means: but as she
spit in his face, so she defied him.

3

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Pompey

595

I beseech you, sir, look in this gentleman's face.
Good Master Froth, look upon his honour; 'tis for a
good purpose. Doth your honour mark his face?

4

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Pompey

601

Doth your honour see any harm in his face?

5

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Pompey

603

I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the worst
thing about him. Good, then; if his face be the
worst thing about him, how could Master Froth do the
constable's wife any harm? I would know that of
your honour.

6

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Vincentio

2568

Good friar, let's hear it.
[ISABELLA is carried off guarded; and MARIANA comes forward]
Do you not smile at this, Lord Angelo?
O heaven, the vanity of wretched fools!
Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo;
In this I'll be impartial; be you judge
Of your own cause. Is this the witness, friar?
First, let her show her face, and after speak.

7

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Mariana

2576

Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face
Until my husband bid me.

8

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Angelo

2610

This is a strange abuse. Let's see thy face.

9

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Mariana

2611

My husband bids me; now I will unmask.
[Unveiling]
This is that face, thou cruel Angelo,
Which once thou sworest was worth the looking on;
This is the hand which, with a vow'd contract,
Was fast belock'd in thine; this is the body
That took away the match from Isabel,
And did supply thee at thy garden-house
In her imagined person.

10

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Lucio

2766

Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir! Why, you
bald-pated, lying rascal, you must be hooded, must
you? Show your knave's visage, with a pox to you!
show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!
Will't not off?