# 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

Merchant of Venice
[I, 1]

Salanio

61

Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman,
Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:
We leave you now with better company.

2

Merchant of Venice
[I, 1]

Bassanio

129

'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio,
How much I have disabled mine estate,
By something showing a more swelling port
Than my faint means would grant continuance:
Nor do I now make moan to be abridged
From such a noble rate; but my chief care
Is to come fairly off from the great debts
Wherein my time something too prodigal
Hath left me gaged. To you, Antonio,
I owe the most, in money and in love,
And from your love I have a warranty
To unburden all my plots and purposes
How to get clear of all the debts I owe.

3

Merchant of Venice
[II, 7]

Portia

987

Go draw aside the curtains and discover
The several caskets to this noble prince.
Now make your choice.

4

Merchant of Venice
[II, 9]

Portia

1134

Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince:
If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemnized:
But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,
You must be gone from hence immediately.

5

Merchant of Venice
[III, 4]

Lorenzo

1750

Madam, although I speak it in your presence,
You have a noble and a true conceit
Of godlike amity; which appears most strongly
In bearing thus the absence of your lord.
But if you knew to whom you show this honour,
How true a gentleman you send relief,
How dear a lover of my lord your husband,
I know you would be prouder of the work
Than customary bounty can enforce you.

6

Merchant of Venice
[IV, 1]

Shylock

2189

O noble judge! O excellent young man!

7

Merchant of Venice
[IV, 1]

Shylock

2196

Ay, his breast:
So says the bond: doth it not, noble judge?
'Nearest his heart:' those are the very words.