Comparison of William Shakespeare Cymbeline 5.4 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Cymbeline 5.4 has 160 lines, and one of them has a strong match at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 12% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 87% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.01 strong matches and 0.33 weak matches.
Cymbeline 5.4
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William Shakespeare
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10
King Lear 1.4: 105
Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to care for her frowning, now thou art an O without a figure. I am better than thou art now, I am a Fool, thou art nothing. [continues next]
10
King Lear 1.4: 105
[continues previous] Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to care for her frowning, now thou art an O without a figure. I am better than thou art now, I am a Fool, thou art nothing.
15+
Cymbeline 5.4: 138
“When as a lion’s whelp shall, to himself unknown, without seeking find, and be embrac’d by a piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be lopp’d branches, which, being dead many years, shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end his miseries, Britain be fortunate and nourish in peace and plenty.”
15+
Cymbeline 5.5: 435
“When as a lion’s whelp shall, to himself unknown, without seeking find, and be embrac’d by a piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be lopp’d branches, which, being dead many years, shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end his miseries, Britain be fortunate and flourish in peace and plenty.”
10
Henry IV Part 1 3.3: 56
Why, Hal! Thou knowest, as thou art but man, I dare, but as thou art Prince, I fear thee as I fear the roaring of the lion’s whelp.
13
Cymbeline 5.4: 149
A heavy reckoning for you, sir. But the comfort is, you shall be call’d to no more payments, fear no more tavern-bills, which are often the sadness of parting, as the procuring of mirth. You come in faint for want of meat, depart reeling with too much drink; sorry that you have paid too much, and sorry that you are paid too much; purse and brain both empty; the brain the heavier for being too light, the purse too light, being drawn of heaviness. O, of this contradiction you shall now be quit. O, the charity of a penny cord! It sums up thousands in a trice. You have no true debitor and creditor but it: of what’s past, is, and to come, the discharge. Your neck, sir, is pen, book, and counters; so the acquittance follows.
10
Henry IV Part 2 Epilogue: 3
One word more, I beseech you. If you be not too much cloy’d with fat meat, our humble author will continue the story, with Sir John in it, and make you merry with fair Katherine of France, where (for any thing I know) Falstaff shall die of a sweat, unless already ’a be kill’d with your hard opinions; for Oldcastle died a martyr, and this is ...
10
Henry V 4.1: 87
But if the cause be not good, the King himself hath a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs, and arms, and heads, chopp’d off in a battle, shall join together at the latter day and cry all, “We died at such a place” — some swearing, some crying for a surgeon, some upon their wives left poor behind them, some upon the ...
10
Cymbeline 5.4: 151
Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the toothache; but a man that were to sleep your sleep, and a hangman to help him to bed, I think he would change places with his officer; for, look you, sir, you know not which way you shall go.
10
Cardenio 4.1: 125
So brave a conqueress, to’t again and spare not, I know not which way you should get more honour.
11
Cymbeline 5.4: 153
Your death has eyes in’ s head then; I have not seen him so pictur’d. You must either be directed by some that take upon them to know, or to take upon yourself that which I am sure you do not know, or jump the after-inquiry on your own peril; and how you shall speed in your journey’s end, I think you’ll never return to tell one.
10
Comedy of Errors 5.1: 305
Ay, sir, but I am sure I do not — and whatsoever a man denies, you are now bound to believe him.
11
Twelfth Night 4.1: 4
Well held out, i’ faith! No, I do not know you, nor I am not sent to you by my lady, to bid you come speak with her, nor your name is not Master Cesario, nor this is not my nose neither: nothing that is so is so.
10
King Lear 1.4: 40
Thou but rememb’rest me of mine own conception. I have perceiv’d a most faint neglect of late, which I have rather blam’d as mine own jealous curiosity than as a very pretense and purpose of unkindness. I will look further into’t. But where’s my Fool? I have not seen him this two days.
10
Cymbeline 5.4: 154
I tell thee, fellow, there are none want eyes to direct them the way I am going, but such as wink and will not use them.
10
Cymbeline 5.4: 160
Unless a man would marry a gallows and beget young gibbets, I never saw one so prone. Yet, on my conscience, there are verier knaves desire to live, for all he be a Roman; and there be some of them too that die against their wills. So should I, if I were one. I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good. O, there were desolation of jailers and ...