# 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

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[I, 3]

Antonio

364

And how stand you affected to his wish?

2

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 1]

Valentine

478

In conclusion, I stand affected to her.

3

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[II, 7]

Julia

1055

Now, as thou lovest me, do him not that wrong
To bear a hard opinion of his truth:
Only deserve my love by loving him;
And presently go with me to my chamber,
To take a note of what I stand in need of,
To furnish me upon my longing journey.
All that is mine I leave at thy dispose,
My goods, my lands, my reputation;
Only, in lieu thereof, dispatch me hence.
Come, answer not, but to it presently!
I am impatient of my tarriance.

4

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1]

First Outlaw

1553

Fellows, stand fast; I see a passenger.

5

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 1]

Third Outlaw

1556

Stand, sir, and throw us that you have about ye:
If not: we'll make you sit and rifle you.

6

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[IV, 2]

Julia

1710

Peace! stand aside: the company parts.

7

Two Gentlemen of Verona
[V, 2]

Duke of Milan

2104

Why then,
She's fled unto that peasant Valentine;
And Eglamour is in her company.
'Tis true; for Friar Laurence met them both,
As he in penance wander'd through the forest;
Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she,
But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it;
Besides, she did intend confession
At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not;
These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence.
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
But mount you presently and meet with me
Upon the rising of the mountain-foot
That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled:
Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.