# 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

All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 3]

Helena

454

What is your pleasure, madam?

2

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 3]

Parolles

1089

Your pleasure, sir?

3

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 4]

Clown

1236

Did you find me in yourself, sir? or were you
taught to find me? The search, sir, was profitable;
and much fool may you find in you, even to the
world's pleasure and the increase of laughter.

4

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 4]

Parolles

1240

A good knave, i' faith, and well fed.
Madam, my lord will go away to-night;
A very serious business calls on him.
The great prerogative and rite of love,
Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknowledge;
But puts it off to a compell'd restraint;
Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with sweets,
Which they distil now in the curbed time,
To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy
And pleasure drown the brim.

5

All's Well That Ends Well
[II, 4]

Parolles

1256

That, having this obtain'd, you presently
Attend his further pleasure.

6

All's Well That Ends Well
[III, 1]

Duke of Florence

1387

Be it his pleasure.

7

All's Well That Ends Well
[IV, 3]

First Soldier

2376

I'll whisper with the general, and know his pleasure.

8

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

Lafeu

2991

This woman's an easy glove, my lord; she goes off
and on at pleasure.

9

All's Well That Ends Well
[V, 3]

King of France

3046

Let us from point to point this story know,
To make the even truth in pleasure flow.
[To DIANA]
If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower,
Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower;
For I can guess that by thy honest aid
Thou keep'st a wife herself, thyself a maid.
Of that and all the progress, more or less,
Resolvedly more leisure shall express:
All yet seems well; and if it end so meet,
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.
[Flourish]
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