Comparison of William Shakespeare Cymbeline 3.5 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Cymbeline 3.5 has 128 lines, and 38% of them have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14 in William Shakespeare. 62% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.92 weak matches.
Cymbeline 3.5
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William Shakespeare
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10
Timon of Athens 3.6: 5
I should think so. He hath sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me to put off; but he hath conjur’d me beyond them, and I must needs appear. [continues next]
10
As You Like It 5.4: 43
God ’ild you, sir, I desire you of the like. I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to swear and to forswear, according as marriage binds and blood breaks. A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favor’d thing, sir, but mine own; a poor humor of mine, sir, to take that that no man else ...
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Timon of Athens 3.6: 5
[continues previous] I should think so. He hath sent me an earnest inviting, which many my near occasions did urge me to put off; but he hath conjur’d me beyond them, and I must needs appear.
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Much Ado About Nothing 5.3: 28
[continues previous] Thanks to you all, and leave us. Fare you well.
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Coriolanus 1.3: 1
... her beholding; I, considering how honor would become such a person, that it was no better than picture-like to hang by th’ wall, if renown made it not stir, was pleas’d to let him seek danger where he was like to find fame. To a cruel war I sent him, from whence he return’d, his brows bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, I sprang not more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child than now in first seeing he had prov’d himself a man. [continues next]
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Coriolanus 1.3: 1
[continues previous] ... him an hour from her beholding; I, considering how honor would become such a person, that it was no better than picture-like to hang by th’ wall, if renown made it not stir, was pleas’d to let him seek danger where he was like to find fame. To a cruel war I sent him, from whence he return’d, his brows bound with oak. I tell thee, daughter, I sprang not more in joy at first hearing he was a man-child than now in first seeing he had prov’d himself a man.
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Much Ado About Nothing 5.1: 156
Come you, sir. If justice cannot tame you, she shall ne’er weigh more reasons in her balance. Nay, and you be a cursing hypocrite once, you must be look’d to.
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Much Ado About Nothing 5.1: 116
Leonato and his brother. What think’st thou? Had we fought, I doubt we should have been too young for them. [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 5.1: 116
[continues previous] Leonato and his brother. What think’st thou? Had we fought, I doubt we should have been too young for them.
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Much Ado About Nothing 5.1: 117
[continues previous] In a false quarrel there is no true valor. I came to seek you both.
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Henry VI Part 2 1.3: 175
Alas, my lord, hang me if ever I spake the words. My accuser is my prentice, and when I did correct him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his knees he would be even with me. I have good witness of this; therefore I beseech your Majesty, do not cast away an honest man for a villain’s accusation.
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Cardenio 1.2: 170
When her distresses takes away her strength, How is she able to withstand her enemy? [continues next]
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Cardenio 1.2: 170
[continues previous] When her distresses takes away her strength, How is she able to withstand her enemy?
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All's Well That Ends Well 1.3: 47
Madam, I was very late more near her than I think she wish’d me. Alone she was, and did communicate to herself her own words to her own ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, they touch’d not any stranger sense. Her matter was, she lov’d your son. Fortune, she said, was no goddess, that had put such difference betwixt their two estates; Love no god, ... [continues next]
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All's Well That Ends Well 1.3: 47
[continues previous] Madam, I was very late more near her than I think she wish’d me. Alone she was, and did communicate to herself her own words to her own ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, they touch’d not any stranger sense. Her matter was, she lov’d your son. Fortune, she said, was no goddess, that had put such difference betwixt their two estates; Love no ...
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Much Ado About Nothing 4.2: 15
A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you, but I will go about with him. Come you hither, sirrah; a word in your ear, sir. I say to you, it is thought you are false knaves. [continues next]
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Henry VI Part 2 4.2: 49
I am sorry for’t. The man is a proper man, of mine honor; unless I find him guilty, he shall not die. Come hither, sirrah, I must examine thee. What is thy name? [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 4.2: 15
[continues previous] A marvellous witty fellow, I assure you, but I will go about with him. Come you hither, sirrah; a word in your ear, sir. I say to you, it is thought you are false knaves.
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Henry VI Part 2 4.2: 49
[continues previous] I am sorry for’t. The man is a proper man, of mine honor; unless I find him guilty, he shall not die. Come hither, sirrah, I must examine thee. What is thy name?
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Measure for Measure 3.2: 46
Some say he is with the Emperor of Russia; other some, he is in Rome; but where is he, think you?
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 30
I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert Shallow. Master Surecard, as I think? [continues next]
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 31
No, Sir John, it is my cousin Silence, in commission with me. [continues next]
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Cymbeline 3.5: 109
It is Posthumus’ hand, I know’t. Sirrah, if thou wouldst not be a villain, but do me true service, undergo those employments wherein I should have cause to use thee with a serious industry, that is, what villainy soe’er I bid thee do, to perform it directly and truly, I would think thee an honest man. Thou shouldst neither want my means for thy relief nor my voice for thy preferment.
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Sir Thomas More 2.5: 72
Would I wear so fair on my journey! The first stretch is the worst, methinks.
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Henry IV Part 2 2.1: 38
Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the money too. Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dauphin chamber, at the round table by a sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the Prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor, thou didst swear ...
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 31
[continues previous] No, Sir John, it is my cousin Silence, in commission with me.
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Winter's Tale 5.2: 35
Give me thy hand: I will swear to the Prince thou art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia. [continues next]
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Cymbeline 3.5: 113
Give me thy hand, here’s my purse. Hast any of thy late master’s garments in thy possession?
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All's Well That Ends Well 2.3: 176
Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy trial; which if — Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good window of lettice, fare thee well. Thy casement I need not open, for I look through thee. Give me thy hand.
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Winter's Tale 5.2: 35
[continues previous] Give me thy hand: I will swear to the Prince thou art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia.
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Cymbeline 3.5: 114
I have, my lord, at my lodging, the same suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress.
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Cymbeline 3.5: 115
The first service thou dost me, fetch that suit hither. Let it be thy first service, go.
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Cymbeline 3.5: 117
Meet thee at Milford-Haven! (I forgot to ask him one thing, I’ll remember’t anon.) Even there, thou villain Posthumus, will I kill thee. I would these garments were come. She said upon a time (the bitterness of it I now belch from my heart) that she held the very garment of Posthumus in more respect than my noble and natural person, together with the adornment of my qualities. With that suit upon my back will I ravish her; first kill him, and in her eyes; there shall she see my valor, which will then be a torment to her contempt. He on the ground, my speech of insultment ended on his dead body, and when my lust hath din’d (which, as I say, to vex her I will execute in the clothes that she so prais’d), to the court I’ll knock her back, foot her home again. She hath despis’d me rejoicingly, and I’ll be merry in my revenge.
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Henry IV Part 1 2.4: 129
No, if rightly taken, halter. Here comes lean Jack, here comes bare-bone. How now, my sweet creature of bumbast, how long is’t ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?