# 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

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

128

The hour's now come;
The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;
Obey and be attentive. Canst thou remember
A time before we came unto this cell?
I do not think thou canst, for then thou wast not
Out three years old.

2

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

156

O the heavens!
What foul play had we, that we came from thence?
Or blessed was't we did?

3

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

270

How came we ashore?

4

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

694

Be of comfort;
My father's of a better nature, sir,
Than he appears by speech: this is unwonted
Which now came from him.

5

Tempest
[II, 1]

Antonio

778

Widow! a pox o' that! How came that widow in?
widow Dido!

6

Tempest
[II, 1]

Antonio

799

And the rarest that e'er came there.

7

Tempest
[II, 1]

Francisco

814

Sir, he may live:
I saw him beat the surges under him,
And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,
Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted
The surge most swoln that met him; his bold head
'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd
Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke
To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd,
As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt
He came alive to land.

8

Tempest
[V, 1]

Alonso

2291

These are not natural events; they strengthen
From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?

9

Tempest
[V, 1]

Prospero

2378

Sir, I invite your highness and your train
To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest
For this one night; which, part of it, I'll waste
With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make it
Go quick away; the story of my life
And the particular accidents gone by
Since I came to this isle: and in the morn
I'll bring you to your ship and so to Naples,
Where I have hope to see the nuptial
Of these our dear-beloved solemnized;
And thence retire me to my Milan, where
Every third thought shall be my grave.