Comparison of William Shakespeare Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1 has 131 lines, and one of them has a strong match at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 32% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 67% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.01 strong matches and 0.94 weak matches.
Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1
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William Shakespeare
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Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1: 3
Y’ are a baggage, the Slys are no rogues. Look in the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore paucas pallabris, let the world slide. Sessa!
10
Comedy of Errors 3.1: 61
[continues previous] What needs all that, and a pair of stocks in the town?
15+
Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1: 5
No, not a denier. Go by, Saint Jeronimy! Go to thy cold bed, and warm thee.
15+
King Lear 3.4: 42
Away, the foul fiend follows me! Through the sharp hawthorn blow the cold winds. Humh, go to thy bed and warm thee.
13
Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1: 7
Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I’ll answer him by law. I’ll not budge an inch, boy; let him come, and kindly.
10
Romeo and Juliet 1.1: 9
A dog of that house shall move me to stand! I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague’s. [continues next]
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.
10
Romeo and Juliet 1.1: 8
[continues previous] To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if thou art mov’d, thou run’st away.
10
Romeo and Juliet 1.1: 9
[continues previous] A dog of that house shall move me to stand! I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague’s.
10
Troilus and Cressida 3.3: 251
What think you of this man that takes me for the general? He’s grown a very land-fish, languageless, a monster. A plague of opinion! A man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin. [continues next]
10
Troilus and Cressida 3.3: 251
[continues previous] What think you of this man that takes me for the general? He’s grown a very land-fish, languageless, a monster. A plague of opinion! A man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin.
12
Timon of Athens 3.1: 4
One of Lord Timon’s men? A gift, I warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a silver basin and ew’r tonight. — Flaminius, honest Flaminius, you are very respectively welcome, sir. Fill me some wine. [continues next]
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Timon of Athens 3.1: 4
[continues previous] One of Lord Timon’s men? A gift, I warrant. Why, this hits right; I dreamt of a silver basin and ew’r tonight. — Flaminius, honest Flaminius, you are very respectively welcome, sir. Fill me some wine.
10
Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 29
And’t please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is return’d with some discomfort from Wales.
10
Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 33
This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy, and’t please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.
11
Much Ado About Nothing 1.1: 24
It is so indeed, he is no less than a stuff’d man. But for the stuffing — well, we are all mortal.
10
Measure for Measure 2.1: 43
If it please your honor, I am the poor Duke’s constable, and my name is Elbow. I do lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here before your good honor two notorious benefactors. [continues next]
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Measure for Measure 2.1: 45
If it please your honor, I know not well what they are; but precise villains they are, that I am sure of, and void of all profanation in the world that good Christians ought to have. [continues next]
10
Measure for Measure 3.2: 87
A bawd of eleven years’ continuance, may it please your honor. [continues next]
10
Measure for Measure 2.1: 43
[continues previous] If it please your honor, I am the poor Duke’s constable, and my name is Elbow. I do lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here before your good honor two notorious benefactors.
10
Measure for Measure 2.1: 45
[continues previous] If it please your honor, I know not well what they are; but precise villains they are, that I am sure of, and void of all profanation in the world that good Christians ought to have.
10
Measure for Measure 3.2: 87
[continues previous] A bawd of eleven years’ continuance, may it please your honor.
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Henry V 4.7: 50
Your grandfather of famous memory, an’t please your Majesty, and your great-uncle Edward the Plack Prince of Wales, as I have read in the chronicles, fought a most prave pattle here in France.
10
Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 29
And’t please your lordship, I hear his Majesty is return’d with some discomfort from Wales.
10
Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 33
This apoplexy, as I take it, is a kind of lethargy, and’t please your lordship, a kind of sleeping in the blood, a whoreson tingling.
10
Cymbeline 1.4: 31
Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior, I thank him, makes no stranger of me: we are familiar at first.
10
Taming of the Shrew 1 Prologue 1: 46
[continues previous] Say, “What is it your honor will command?”
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Much Ado About Nothing 2.3: 81
Hero thinks surely she will die, for she says she will die if he love her not, and she will die ere she make her love known, and she will die if he woo her, rather than she will bate one breath of her accustom’d crossness. [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 2.3: 81
[continues previous] Hero thinks surely she will die, for she says she will die if he love her not, and she will die ere she make her love known, and she will die if he woo her, rather than she will bate one breath of her accustom’d crossness.
11
Antony and Cleopatra 1.2: 114
... 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. [continues next]
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Antony and Cleopatra 1.2: 114
[continues previous] ... 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.