# 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

Henry V
[III, 7]

Rambures

1706

My lord constable, the armour that I saw in your tent
to-night, are those stars or suns upon it?

2

Henry VI, Part III
[II, 1]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

651

Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three suns?

3

Henry VI, Part III
[II, 1]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

652

Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun;
Not separated with the racking clouds,
But sever'd in a pale clear-shining sky.
See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to kiss,
As if they vow'd some league inviolable:
Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun.
In this the heaven figures some event.

4

Henry VI, Part III
[II, 1]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

659

'Tis wondrous strange, the like yet never heard of.
I think it cites us, brother, to the field,
That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet,
Each one already blazing by our meeds,
Should notwithstanding join our lights together
And over-shine the earth as this the world.
Whate'er it bodes, henceforward will I bear
Upon my target three fair-shining suns.

5

Henry VIII
[I, 1]

Duke of Buckingham

40

An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber when
Those suns of glory, those two lights of men,
Met in the vale of Andren.

6

King Lear
[IV, 6]

Earl of Gloucester

2748

Were all the letters suns, I could not see one.

7

Rape of Lucrece

Shakespeare

1270

Her mistress she doth give demure good-morrow,
With soft-slow tongue, true mark of modesty,
And sorts a sad look to her lady's sorrow,
For why her face wore sorrow's livery;
But durst not ask of her audaciously
Why her two suns were cloud-eclipsed so,
Nor why her fair cheeks over-wash'd with woe.

8

Rape of Lucrece

Shakespeare

1277

But as the earth doth weep, the sun being set,
Each flower moisten'd like a melting eye;
Even so the maid with swelling drops gan wet
Her circled eyne, enforced by sympathy
Of those fair suns set in her mistress' sky,
Who in a salt-waved ocean quench their light,
Which makes the maid weep like the dewy night.

9

Sonnet 33

Shakespeare

449

Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine
With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;
The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.
Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.

10

Timon of Athens
[IV, 3]

Timon

1738

As the moon does, by wanting light to give:
But then renew I could not, like the moon;
There were no suns to borrow of.

11

Titus Andronicus
[V, 3]

Saturninus

2545

What, hath the firmament more suns than one?