Comparison of William Shakespeare Cymbeline 3.6 to William Shakespeare
Summary

William Shakespeare Cymbeline 3.6 has 95 lines, and 26% of them have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14 in William Shakespeare. 74% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.58 weak matches.

Cymbeline 3.6

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William Shakespeare

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Cymbeline 3.6: 2

I have tir’d myself; and for two nights together
10

Hamlet 1.2: 196

This marvel to you. For God’s love let me hear!
10

Hamlet 1.2: 197

Two nights together had these gentlemen,
10

Cymbeline 3.6: 6

Thou wast within a ken. O Jove, I think
10

Henry IV Part 2 4.1: 149

For lo, within a ken our army lies:
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Cymbeline 3.6: 19

I were best not call; I dare not call; yet famine,
10

Love's Labour's Lost 5.2: 371

I dare not call them fools; but this I think,
10

Winter's Tale 4.4: 341

Whom son I dare not call. Thou art too base
11

Henry VI Part 1 5.3: 65

Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak:
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Henry VI Part 1 5.3: 66

I’ll call for pen and ink, and write my mind.
13

Cymbeline 3.6: 22

Of hardiness is mother. Ho! Who’s here?
11

Richard III 1.4: 84

Ho, who’s here?
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Timon of Athens 5.3: 2

Who’s here? Speak ho! No answer? What is this? [continues next]
13

Cymbeline 3.6: 23

If any thing that’s civil, speak; if savage,
13

Timon of Athens 5.3: 2

[continues previous] Who’s here? Speak ho! No answer? What is this?
10

Cymbeline 3.6: 30

Will play the cook and servant, ’tis our match.
10

Titus Andronicus 5.2: 204

So now bring them in, for I’ll play the cook,
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Titus Andronicus 5.2: 205

And see them ready against their mother comes.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 36

Poor house, that keep’st thyself! I am throughly weary.
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Sonnet 27: 1

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, [continues next]
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Cymbeline 3.6: 37

I am weak with toil, yet strong in appetite.
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Sonnet 27: 1

[continues previous] Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
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Cymbeline 3.6: 41

Here were a fairy. What’s the matter, sir?
10

Twelfth Night 5.1: 146

For the love of God, a surgeon! Send one presently to Sir Toby.
10

Twelfth Night 5.1: 147

What’s the matter?
11

King Lear 1.4: 201

Within a fortnight? What’s the matter, sir?
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Cymbeline 3.6: 42

By Jupiter, an angel! Or if not,
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Two Gentlemen of Verona 2.4: 134

Call her divine. I will not flatter her. [continues next]
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Cymbeline 3.6: 43

An earthly paragon! Behold divineness
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Cymbeline 3.6: 44

No elder than a boy!
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Two Gentlemen of Verona 2.4: 133

[continues previous] No; but she is an earthly paragon.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 47

To have begg’d or bought what I have took. Good troth,
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Twelfth Night 3.4: 3

For youth is bought more oft than begg’d or borrow’d.
11

Cymbeline 3.6: 59

What’s your name?
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Cymbeline 4.2: 381

They’ll pardon it. — Say you, sir? Thy name? Fidele, sir. [continues next]
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Cymbeline 5.5: 117

And lend my best attention. What’s thy name? [continues next]
11

Love's Labour's Lost 4.1: 50

What’s your will, sir? What’s your will? [continues next]
11

Measure for Measure 2.1: 42

How now, sir, what’s your name? And what’s the matter? [continues next]
11

Henry IV Part 2 4.3: 1

What’s your name, sir? Of what condition are you, and of what place? [continues next]
10

Troilus and Cressida 1.3: 246

Ay, Greek, that is my name. [continues next]
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Troilus and Cressida 1.3: 247

What’s your affairs, I pray you? [continues next]
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Cymbeline 3.6: 60

Fidele, sir. I have a kinsman who
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Cymbeline 4.2: 381

[continues previous] They’ll pardon it. — Say you, sir? Thy name? Fidele, sir.
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Cymbeline 5.5: 118

[continues previous] Fidele, sir. Thou’rt my good youth — my page;
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Love's Labour's Lost 4.1: 50

[continues previous] What’s your will, sir? What’s your will?
11

Love's Labour's Lost 4.1: 51

[continues previous] I have a letter from Monsieur Berowne to one Lady Rosaline.
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Measure for Measure 2.1: 42

[continues previous] How now, sir, what’s your name? And what’s the matter?
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Winter's Tale 4.3: 43

No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, sir. I have a kinsman not past three quarters of a mile hence, unto whom I was going. I shall there have money, or any thing I want, Offer me no money, I pray you, that kills my heart.
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Henry IV Part 2 4.3: 1

[continues previous] What’s your name, sir? Of what condition are you, and of what place?
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Troilus and Cressida 1.3: 247

[continues previous] What’s your affairs, I pray you?
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Troilus and Cressida 1.3: 248

[continues previous] Sir, pardon, ’tis for Agamemnon’s ears.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 64

Think us no churls; nor measure our good minds
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Sonnet 69: 10

And that in guess they measure by thy deeds, [continues next]
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Sonnet 69: 11

Then, churls, their thoughts (although their eyes were kind) [continues next]
10

Cymbeline 3.6: 65

By this rude place we live in. Well encounter’d!
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Sonnet 69: 10

[continues previous] And that in guess they measure by thy deeds,
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Cymbeline 3.6: 66

’Tis almost night, you shall have better cheer
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Comedy of Errors 3.1: 29

Better cheer may you have, but not with better heart. [continues next]
10

Cymbeline 3.6: 67

Ere you depart, and thanks to stay and eat it.
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Comedy of Errors 3.1: 29

[continues previous] Better cheer may you have, but not with better heart.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 70

I bid for you as I do buy. I’ll make’t my comfort
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Pericles 2.3: 69

Since men take women’s gifts for impudence.
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Pericles 2.3: 71

Do as I bid you, or you’ll move me else.
10

Cymbeline 3.6: 75

If brothers: would it had been so, that they
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Cymbeline 5.5: 189

And would so, had it been a carbuncle
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Hamlet 4.1: 13

It had been so with us had we been there. [continues next]
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Cymbeline 3.6: 76

Had been my father’s sons, then had my prize
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Hamlet 4.1: 13

[continues previous] It had been so with us had we been there.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 82

That had a court no bigger than this cave,
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Henry IV Part 1 4.2: 7

... twice on the banes, such a commodity of warm slaves, as had as lieve hear the devil as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I press’d me none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins’ heads, and they have bought out their services; and now my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies — slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glutton’s dogs lick’d his sores, and such as indeed were never soldiers, but discarded unjust servingmen, ...
10

Richard II 2.1: 101

Whose compass is no bigger than thy head,
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King Lear 4.6: 16

Methinks he seems no bigger than his head.
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Romeo and Juliet 1.4: 55

In shape no bigger than an agot-stone
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Cymbeline 3.6: 92

So far as thou wilt speak it. Pray draw near.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 95

I pray draw near.
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Timon of Athens 2.2: 45

Pray draw near.
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Cymbeline 3.6: 95

I pray draw near.
10

Cymbeline 3.6: 92

So far as thou wilt speak it. Pray draw near.
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Timon of Athens 2.2: 45

Pray draw near.