# 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, 1]

Boatswain

4

Here, master: what cheer?

2

Tempest
[I, 1]

Boatswain

22

When the sea is. Hence! What cares these roarers
for the name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not.

3

Tempest
[I, 1]

Boatswain

42

Down with the topmast! yare! lower, lower! Bring
her to try with main-course.
[A cry within]
A plague upon this howling! they are louder than
the weather or our office.
[Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO]
Yet again! what do you here? Shall we give o'er
and drown? Have you a mind to sink?

4

Tempest
[I, 1]

Boatswain

62

What, must our mouths be cold?

5

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

102

No harm.
I have done nothing but in care of thee,
Of thee, my dear one, thee, my daughter, who
Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing
Of whence I am, nor that I am more better
Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell,
And thy no greater father.

6

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

124

You have often
Begun to tell me what I am, but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding 'Stay: not yet.'

7

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

135

By what? by any other house or person?
Of any thing the image tell me that
Hath kept with thy remembrance.

8

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

142

Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how is it
That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else
In the dark backward and abysm of time?
If thou remember'st aught ere thou camest here,
How thou camest here thou mayst.

9

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

156

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

10

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

179

Being once perfected how to grant suits,
How to deny them, who to advance and who
To trash for over-topping, new created
The creatures that were mine, I say, or changed 'em,
Or else new form'd 'em; having both the key
Of officer and office, set all hearts i' the state
To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was
The ivy which had hid my princely trunk,
And suck'd my verdure out on't. Thou attend'st not.

11

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

189

I pray thee, mark me.
I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness and the bettering of my mind
With that which, but by being so retired,
O'er-prized all popular rate, in my false brother
Awaked an evil nature; and my trust,
Like a good parent, did beget of him
A falsehood in its contrary as great
As my trust was; which had indeed no limit,
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my revenue yielded,
But what my power might else exact, like one
Who having into truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie, he did believe
He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution
And executing the outward face of royalty,
With all prerogative: hence his ambition growing—
Dost thou hear?

12

Tempest
[I, 2]

Miranda

261

Alack, what trouble
Was I then to you!

13

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

263

O, a cherubim
Thou wast that did preserve me. Thou didst smile.
Infused with a fortitude from heaven,
When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt,
Under my burthen groan'd; which raised in me
An undergoing stomach, to bear up
Against what should ensue.

14

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

364

Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform'd: but there's more work.
What is the time o' the day?

15

Tempest
[I, 2]

Ariel

370

Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains,
Let me remember thee what thou hast promised,
Which is not yet perform'd me.

16

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

373

How now? moody?
What is't thou canst demand?

17

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

382

Dost thou forget
From what a torment I did free thee?

18

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

397

O, was she so? I must
Once in a month recount what thou hast been,
Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did
They would not take her life. Is not this true?

19

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

422

Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban
Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st
What torment I did find thee in; thy groans
Did make wolves howl and penetrate the breasts
Of ever angry bears: it was a torment
To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not again undo: it was mine art,
When I arrived and heard thee, that made gape
The pine and let thee out.

20

Tempest
[I, 2]

Ariel

440

That's my noble master!
What shall I do? say what; what shall I do?