# 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, 2]

Claudio

233

One word, good friend. Lucio, a word with you.

2

Measure for Measure
[I, 4]

Isabella

443

I will about it straight;
No longer staying but to give the mother
Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you:
Commend me to my brother: soon at night
I'll send him certain word of my success.

3

Measure for Measure
[II, 2]

Isabella

814

Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word.
May call it back again. Well, believe this,
No ceremony that to great ones 'longs,
Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword,
The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe,
Become them with one half so good a grace
As mercy does.
If he had been as you and you as he,
You would have slipt like him; but he, like you,
Would not have been so stern.

4

Measure for Measure
[II, 2]

Isabella

897

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

5

Measure for Measure
[III, 1]

Isabella

1272

My business is a word or two with Claudio.

6

Measure for Measure
[III, 1]

Vincentio

1274

Provost, a word with you.

7

Measure for Measure
[III, 1]

Isabella

1316

There spake my brother; there my father's grave
Did utter forth a voice. Yes, thou must die:
Thou art too noble to conserve a life
In base appliances. This outward-sainted deputy,
Whose settled visage and deliberate word
Nips youth i' the head and follies doth emmew
As falcon doth the fowl, is yet a devil
His filth within being cast, he would appear
A pond as deep as hell.

8

Measure for Measure
[III, 1]

Isabella

1373

O you beast!
O faithless coward! O dishonest wretch!
Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice?
Is't not a kind of incest, to take life
From thine own sister's shame? What should I think?
Heaven shield my mother play'd my father fair!
For such a warped slip of wilderness
Ne'er issued from his blood. Take my defiance!
Die, perish! Might but my bending down
Reprieve thee from thy fate, it should proceed:
I'll pray a thousand prayers for thy death,
No word to save thee.

9

Measure for Measure
[III, 1]

Vincentio

1392

Vouchsafe a word, young sister, but one word.

10

Measure for Measure
[III, 1]

Vincentio

1413

Hold you there: farewell.
[Exit CLAUDIO]
Provost, a word with you!

11

Measure for Measure
[IV, 1]

Vincentio

1847

'Tis well borne up.
I have not yet made known to Mariana
A word of this. What, ho! within! come forth!
[Re-enter MARIANA]
I pray you, be acquainted with this maid;
She comes to do you good.

12

Measure for Measure
[IV, 3]

Barnardine

2177

Not a word: if you have any thing to say to me,
come to my ward; for thence will not I to-day.

13

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Lucio

2683

As any in Vienna, on my word.

14

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Vincentio

2772

Thou art the first knave that e'er madest a duke.
First, provost, let me bail these gentle three.
[To LUCIO]
Sneak not away, sir; for the friar and you
Must have a word anon. Lay hold on him.

15

Measure for Measure
[V, 1]

Vincentio

2778

[To ESCALUS] What you have spoke I pardon: sit you down:
We'll borrow place of him.
[To ANGELO]
Sir, by your leave.
Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence,
That yet can do thee office? If thou hast,
Rely upon it till my tale be heard,
And hold no longer out.