# 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."

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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.

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1

Othello
[I, 3]

Brabantio

387

So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me;
Neither my place nor aught I heard of business
Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the general care
Take hold on me, for my particular grief
Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows
And it is still itself.

2

Othello
[IV, 1]

Lodovico

2712

Is this the noble Moor whom our full senate
Call all in all sufficient? Is this the nature
Whom passion could not shake? whose solid virtue
The shot of accident, nor dart of chance,
Could neither graze nor pierce?

3

Othello
[IV, 3]

Emilia

3084

'Tis neither here nor there.

4

Othello
[IV, 3]

Emilia

3093

Nor I neither by this heavenly light;
I might do't as well i' the dark.

5

Othello
[V, 2]

Othello

3594

I am not valiant neither,
But ever puny whipster gets my sword:
But why should honour outlive honesty?
Let it go all.

6

Othello
[V, 2]

Othello

3650

I am not sorry neither: I'ld have thee live;
For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die.