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Result number
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Work
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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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the character name is "Poet."
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collected works (Arden, Oxford, etc.) The numbering starts at the beginning of the work, and does not
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Comedy of Errors
[I, 2] |
First Merchant |
187 |
I am invited, sir, to certain merchants,
Of whom I hope to make much benefit;
I crave your pardon. Soon at five o'clock,
Please you, I'll meet with you upon the mart
And afterward consort you till bed-time:
My present business calls me from you now.
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2 |
King Lear
[II, 1] |
Edmund |
1034 |
Yes, madam, he was of that consort.
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3 |
Love's Labour's Lost
[II, 1] |
Princess of France |
669 |
Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace!
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4 |
Macbeth
[II, 3] |
Malcolm |
933 |
What will you do? Let's not consort with them:
To show an unfelt sorrow is an office
Which the false man does easy. I'll to England.
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5 |
Midsummer Night's Dream
[III, 2] |
Puck |
1435 |
My fairy lord, this must be done with haste,
For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,
And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger;
At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there,
Troop home to churchyards: damned spirits all,
That in crossways and floods have burial,
Already to their wormy beds are gone;
For fear lest day should look their shames upon,
They willfully themselves exile from light
And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night.
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6 |
Romeo and Juliet
[III, 1] |
Mercutio |
1543 |
Consort! what, dost thou make us minstrels? an
thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but
discords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shall
make you dance. 'Zounds, consort!
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7 |
Romeo and Juliet
[III, 1] |
Tybalt |
1639 |
Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,
Shalt with him hence.
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8 |
Troilus and Cressida
[V, 3] |
Andromache |
3285 |
Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in intent.
Consort with me in loud and dear petition,
Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd
Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night
Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter.
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9 |
Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1] |
Third Outlaw |
1616 |
What say'st thou? wilt thou be of our consort?
Say ay, and be the captain of us all:
We'll do thee homage and be ruled by thee,
Love thee as our commander and our king.
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Venus and Adonis |
Shakespeare |
1061 |
Where they resign their office and their light
To the disposing of her troubled brain;
Who bids them still consort with ugly night,
And never wound the heart with looks again;
Who like a king perplexed in his throne,
By their suggestion gives a deadly groan,
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