Comparison of William Shakespeare Love's Labour's Lost 1.1 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Love's Labour's Lost 1.1 has 240 lines, and 3% of them have strong matches at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 25% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 72% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.05 strong matches and 0.66 weak matches.
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1
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William Shakespeare
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10
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 127
“Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman within the term of three years, he shall endure such public shame as the rest of the court can possible devise.”
10
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 127
“Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman within the term of three years, he shall endure such public shame as the rest of the court can possible devise.”
11
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 52
[continues previous] And stay here in your court for three years’ space.
10
Twelfth Night 3.1: 12
Troth, sir, I can yield you none without words, and words are grown so false, I am loath to prove reason with them. [continues next]
10
Twelfth Night 3.1: 12
[continues previous] Troth, sir, I can yield you none without words, and words are grown so false, I am loath to prove reason with them.
10
Merry Wives of Windsor 2.1: 82
Will you go with us to behold it? My merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons, and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places; for, believe me, I hear the parson is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be.
10
Love's Labour's Lost 1.2: 36
Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now here is three studied ere ye’ll thrice wink; and how easy it is to put “years” to the word “three,” and study three years in two words, the dancing horse will tell you.
11
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 188
The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquenetta: the manner of it is, I was taken with the manner.
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Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 240
I suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is, I was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true girl, and therefore welcome the sour cup of prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till then, sit thee down, sorrow!
10
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 196
“Great deputy, the welkin’s vicegerent, and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul’s earth’s god, and body’s fost’ring patron” —
10
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 199
It may be so; but if he say it is so, he is, in telling true — but so.
11
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 204
“So it is, besieged with sable-colored melancholy, I did commend the black oppressing humor to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving air; and as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk: the time When? About the sixt hour, when beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper: so much for the time When. Now for the ground Which? Which, I mean, I walk’d upon: it is ycliped thy park. Then for the place Where? Where, I mean, I did encounter that obscene and most prepost’rous event that draweth from my snow-white pen the ebon-colored ink which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest. But to the place Where? It standeth north-north-east and by east from the west corner of thy curious-knotted garden. There did I see that low-spirited swain, that base minnow of thy mirth” —
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Merry Wives of Windsor 2.2: 83
Master Brook, I will first make bold with your money; next, give me your hand; and last, as I am a gentleman, you shall, and you will, enjoy Ford’s wife.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 39
Good fool, as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand, help me to a candle, and pen, ink, and paper. As I am a gentleman, I will live to be thankful to thee for’t.
15+
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 214
“with a child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. Him I (as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on) have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punishment, by thy sweet Grace’s officer, Anthony Dull, a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation.”
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Love's Labour's Lost 1.2: 41
Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let them be men of good repute and carriage.
10
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 214
[continues previous] “with a child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. Him I (as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on) have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punishment, by thy sweet Grace’s officer, Anthony Dull, a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation.”
12
Love's Labour's Lost 5.2: 553
There an’t shall please you, a foolish mild man, an honest man, look you, and soon dash’d. He is a marvellous good neighbor, faith, and a very good bowler; but for Alisander — alas, you see how ’tis — a little o’erparted. But there are Worthies a-coming will speak their mind in some other sort.
15+
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 216
“For Jaquenetta (so is the weaker vessel called), which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain, I keep her as a vessel of thy law’s fury, and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring her to trial. Thine, in all complements of devoted and heart-burning heat of duty,
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As You Like It 2.4: 3
I could find in my heart to disgrace my man’s apparel and to cry like a woman; but I must comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show itself courageous to petticoat; therefore courage, good Aliena.
15+
Love's Labour's Lost 4.1: 58
... I could. Shall I entreat thy love? I will. What shalt thou exchange for rags? Robes; for tittles? Titles; for thyself? Me. Thus expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy foot, my eyes on thy picture, and my heart on thy every part. Thine, in the dearest design of industry, [continues next]
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Henry IV Part 2 2.4: 23
By my troth, this is the old fashion, you two never meet but you fall to some discord. You are both, i’ good truth, as rheumatic as two dry toasts, you cannot one bear with another’s confirmities. What the good-year! One must bear, and that must be you, you are the weaker vessel, as they say, the emptier vessel.
15+
Love's Labour's Lost 5.1: 2
I praise God for you, sir. Your reasons at dinner have been sharp and sententious: pleasant without scurrility, witty without affection, audacious without impudency, learned without opinion, and strange without heresy. I did converse this quondam day with a companion of the King’s, who is intituled, nominated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado.
12
Midsummer Night's Dream 5.1: 198
The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
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Measure for Measure 4.2: 75
... in the afternoon Barnardine. For my better satisfaction, let me have Claudio’s head sent me by five. Let this be duly perform’d, with a thought that more depends on it than we must yet deliver. Thus fail not to do your office, as you will answer it at your peril.” What say you to this, sir? [continues next]
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Measure for Measure 4.2: 76
What is that Barnardine who is to be executed in th’ afternoon? [continues next]
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Measure for Measure 4.2: 75
[continues previous] ... my better satisfaction, let me have Claudio’s head sent me by five. Let this be duly perform’d, with a thought that more depends on it than we must yet deliver. Thus fail not to do your office, as you will answer it at your peril.” What say you to this, sir?
10
Troilus and Cressida 3.1: 47
Nay, that shall not serve your turn, that shall it not, in truth la! Nay, I care not for such words, no, no.
12
Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 231
Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast a week with bran and water.
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Measure for Measure 4.3: 113
O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see thine eyes so red; thou must be patient. I am fain to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set me to’t. But they say the Duke will be here tomorrow. By my troth, Isabel, I lov’d thy brother. If the old fantastical Duke of dark corners had been at home, he had liv’d. [continues next]
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Measure for Measure 4.3: 113
[continues previous] O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart to see thine eyes so red; thou must be patient. I am fain to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set me to’t. But they say the Duke will be here tomorrow. By my troth, Isabel, I lov’d thy brother. If the old fantastical Duke of dark corners had been at home, he had liv’d.
10
Love's Labour's Lost 4.2: 47
Good Master Person, be so good as read me this letter. It was given me by Costard, and sent me from Don Armado. I beseech you read it.
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Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 240
I suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is, I was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true girl, and therefore welcome the sour cup of prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till then, sit thee down, sorrow!
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Love's Labour's Lost 1.1: 188
The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquenetta: the manner of it is, I was taken with the manner.