Comparison of William Shakespeare Cymbeline 2.4 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Cymbeline 2.4 has 152 lines, and 28% of them have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14 in William Shakespeare. 72% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.57 weak matches.
Cymbeline 2.4
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William Shakespeare
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.5: 3
When gods have hot backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I am here a Windsor stag, and the fattest, I think, i’ th’ forest. [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 5.5: 3
[continues previous] When gods have hot backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I am here a Windsor stag, and the fattest, I think, i’ th’ forest.
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Cymbeline 3.1: 34
Come, there’s no more tribute to be paid. Our kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; and (as I said) there is no more such Caesars. Other of them may have crook’d noses, but to owe such straight arms, none.
10
Othello 1.3: 302
O villainous! I have look’d upon the world for four times seven years, and since I could distinguish betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say I would drown myself for the love of a guinea hen, I would change my humanity with a ...
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Julius Caesar 1.2: 232
[continues previous] He fell down in the market-place, and foam’d at mouth, and was speechless.
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Cardenio 1.2: 22
That’s it that I take pains with thee to be sure of. What true report can I send to my soul Of that I know not? We must only think [continues next]
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Cardenio 1.2: 22
[continues previous] That’s it that I take pains with thee to be sure of. What true report can I send to my soul Of that I know not? We must only think
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King Lear 2.2: 35
Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter! My lord, if you’ll give me leave, I will tread this unbolted villain into mortar, and daub the wall of a jakes with him. Spare my grey beard, you wagtail?
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Antony and Cleopatra 2.2: 175
When she first met Mark Antony, she purs’d up his heart upon the river of Cydnus.
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Hamlet 2.2: 230
... heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable in action, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a god! The beauty of the world; the paragon of animals; and yet to me what is this quintessence of dust? ...
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Much Ado About Nothing 1.1: 94
That a woman conceiv’d me, I thank her; that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks; but that I will have a rechate winded in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick, all women shall pardon me. Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself ... [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 1.1: 94
[continues previous] That a woman conceiv’d me, I thank her; that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thanks; but that I will have a rechate winded in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick, all women shall pardon me. Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the ...
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Troilus and Cressida 1.2: 74
Nay, I am sure she does. She came to him th’ other day into the compass’d window — and you know he has not past three or four hairs on his chin — [continues next]
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Two Noble Kinsmen 2.2: 243
[continues previous] And then I am sure she would love me. How now, keeper,
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Troilus and Cressida 1.2: 74
[continues previous] Nay, I am sure she does. She came to him th’ other day into the compass’d window — and you know he has not past three or four hairs on his chin —
10
Winter's Tale 4.3: 46
His vices, you would say; there’s no virtue whipt out of the court. They cherish it to make it stay there; and yet it will no more but abide.
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Antony and Cleopatra 1.2: 114
Why, sir, give the gods a thankful sacrifice. When it pleaseth their deities to take the wife of a man from him, it shows to man the tailors of the earth; comforting therein, that when old robes are worn out, there are members to make new. If there were no more women but Fulvia, then had you indeed a cut, and the case to be lamented. This grief is crown’d with consolation: your old smock brings forth a new petticoat, and indeed the tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow.
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Henry IV Part 1 3.3: 7
No, I’ll be sworn, I make as good use of it as many a man doth of a death’s-head or a memento mori. I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire and Dives that liv’d in purple; for there he is in his robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way given ...
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Henry IV Part 1 4.2: 18
No, I’ll be sworn, unless you call three fingers in the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste, Percy is already in the field.
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 129
... fashion, and sung those tunes to the overscutch’d huswives that he heard the carmen whistle, and sware they were his fancies or his good-nights. And now is this Vice’s dagger become a squire, and talks as familiarly of John a’ Gaunt as if he had been sworn brother to him, and I’ll be sworn ’a ne’er saw him but once in the Tilt-yard, and then he burst his head for crowding among the marshal’s men. I saw it, and told John a’ Gaunt he beat his own name, for you might have thrust him and all his apparel into an eel-skin. The case of a ...