# 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
[V, 4]

Falstaff

3077

[Rising up] Embowelled! if thou embowel me to-day,
I'll give you leave to powder me and eat me too
to-morrow. 'Sblood,'twas time to counterfeit, or
that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too.
Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit: to die,
is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the
counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man:
but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby
liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and
perfect image of life indeed. The better part of
valour is discretion; in the which better part I
have saved my life.'Zounds, I am afraid of this
gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: how, if he
should counterfeit too and rise? by my faith, I am
afraid he would prove the better counterfeit.
Therefore I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I
killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I?
Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me.
Therefore, sirrah,
[Stabbing him]
with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me.

2

Henry VI, Part III
[I, 4]

(stage directions)

617

[Stabbing him]

3

Henry VI, Part III
[I, 4]

(stage directions)

619

[Stabbing him]

4

Macbeth
[IV, 2]

First Murderer

1833

What, you egg!
[Stabbing him]
Young fry of treachery!

5

Othello
[III, 4]

Clown

2177

He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies,
is stabbing.

6

Titus Andronicus
[I, 1]

(stage directions)

325

[Stabbing MUTIUS]

7

Winter's Tale
[IV, 4]

Autolycus

2699

A lie; you are rough and hairy. Let me have no
lying: it becomes none but tradesmen, and they
often give us soldiers the lie: but we pay them for
it with stamped coin, not stabbing steel; therefore
they do not give us the lie.