# 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 IV, Part I
[I, 3]

Henry IV

323

My blood hath been too cold and temperate,
Unapt to stir at these indignities,
And you have found me; for accordingly
You tread upon my patience: but be sure
I will from henceforth rather be myself,
Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;
Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,
And therefore lost that title of respect
Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud.

2

Henry IV, Part I
[I, 3]

Hotspur (Henry Percy)

484

But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then
Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer
Heir to the crown?

3

Henry IV, Part I
[II, 1]

First Carrier

678

Nay, by God, soft; I know a trick worth two of that, i' faith.

4

Henry IV, Part I
[V, 3]

Falstaff

2914

Though I could 'scape shot-free at London, I fear
the shot here; here's no scoring but upon the pate.
Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there's honour
for you! here's no vanity! I am as hot as moulten
lead, and as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I
need no more weight than mine own bowels. I have
led my ragamuffins where they are peppered: there's
not three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and
they are for the town's end, to beg during life.
But who comes here?

5

Henry IV, Part I
[V, 4]

Prince John

3102

But, soft! whom have we here?
Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?