Comparison of William Shakespeare Twelfth Night 1.3 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Twelfth Night 1.3 has 67 lines, and 4% of them have strong matches at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 51% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 45% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.06 strong matches and 1.87 weak matches.
Twelfth Night 1.3
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William Shakespeare
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 1
What a plague means my niece to take the death of her brother thus? I am sure care’s an enemy to life.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 2
By my troth, Sir Toby, you must come in earlier a’ nights. Your cousin, my lady, takes great exceptions to your ill hours.
10
All's Well That Ends Well 4.3: 63
By my troth, sir, if I were to live this present hour, I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio, a hundred and fifty; Sebastian, so many; Corambus, so many; Jaques, so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each; mine own company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hundred fifty each; so that ...
10
Much Ado About Nothing 3.5: 17
... be talking; as they say, “When the age is in, the wit is out.” God help us, it is a world to see! Well said, i’ faith, neighbor Verges. Well, God’s a good man; and two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind. An honest soul, i’ faith, sir, by my troth he is, as ever broke bread; but God is to be worshipp’d; all men are not alike, alas, good neighbor!
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 53
Sir Toby, I must be round with you. My lady bade me tell you, that though she harbors you as her kinsman, she’s nothing allied to your disorders. If you can separate yourself and your misdemeanors, you are welcome to the house; if not, and it would please you to take leave of her, she is very willing ...
11
Twelfth Night 3.4: 50
Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! Did not I tell you? Sir Toby, my lady prays you to have a care of him.
10
Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 88
Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow.
10
Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 89
O Sir John, do you remember since we lay all night in the Windmill in Saint George’s Field?
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Coriolanus 1.3: 41
Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably. Come, you must go visit the good lady that lies in.
10
Merry Wives of Windsor 1.4: 12
Ay, forsooth; but he is as tall a man of his hands as any is between this and his head. He hath fought with a warrener.
10
Twelfth Night 1.3: 57
As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the degree of my betters, and yet I will not compare with an old man.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 51
Good fool, help me to some light and some paper. I tell thee I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria. [continues next]
11
Merchant of Venice 1.3: 11
... a third at Mexico, a fourth for England, and other ventures he hath, squand’red abroad. But ships are but boards, sailors but men; there be land-rats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves, I mean pirates, and then there is the peril of waters, winds, and rocks. The man is notwithstanding sufficient. Three thousand ducats; I think I may take his bond.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 12
Ay, but he’ll have but a year in all these ducats. He’s a very fool and a prodigal.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 14
He hath indeed, almost natural; for besides that he’s a fool, he’s a great quarreller; and but that he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust he hath in quarrelling, ’tis thought among the prudent he would quickly have the gift of a grave.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 17
... healths to my niece. I’ll drink to her as long as there is a passage in my throat, and drink in Illyria. He’s a coward and a coystrill that will not drink to my niece till his brains turn o’ th’ toe like a parish-top. What, wench! Castiliano vulgo! For here comes Sir Andrew Agueface.
10
As You Like It 3.3: 20
Here comes Sir Oliver. Sir Oliver Martext, you are well met. Will you dispatch us here under this tree, or shall we go with you to your chapel? [continues next]
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As You Like It 3.3: 20
[continues previous] Here comes Sir Oliver. Sir Oliver Martext, you are well met. Will you dispatch us here under this tree, or shall we go with you to your chapel?
10
Twelfth Night 2.3: 73
Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight. Since the youth of the Count’s was today with my lady, she is much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me alone with him. If I do not gull him into an ayword, and make him a common recreation, do not think I have wit ... [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 2.3: 73
[continues previous] Sweet Sir Toby, be patient for tonight. Since the youth of the Count’s was today with my lady, she is much out of quiet. For Monsieur Malvolio, let me alone with him. If I do not gull him into an ayword, and make him a common recreation, do not think I have ...
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All's Well That Ends Well 3.2: 1
It hath happen’d all as I would have had it, save that he comes not along with her. [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 29
By my troth, I would not undertake her in this company. Is that the meaning of “accost”?
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All's Well That Ends Well 3.2: 2
[continues previous] By my troth, I take my young lord to be a very melancholy man.
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 123
These fellows woll do well, Master Shallow. God keep you, Master Silence, I will not use many words with you. Fare you well, gentlemen both, I thank you. I must a dozen mile tonight. Bardolph, give the soldiers coats.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 32
And you part so, mistress, I would I might never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have fools in hand? [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 32
And you part so, mistress, I would I might never draw sword again. Fair lady, do you think you have fools in hand?
10
Merry Wives of Windsor 1.1: 70
Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I would I might never come in mine own great chamber again else, of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two pence a-piece of Yead Miller — by these gloves.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 31
[continues previous] And thou let part so, Sir Andrew, would thou mightst never draw sword again.
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Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 64
... you that kiss my Lady Peace at home, that our armies join not in a hot day! For, by the Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily. If it be a hot day, and I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would I might never spit white again. There is not a dangerous action can peep out his head but I am thrust upon it. Well, I cannot last ever, but it was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common. If ye will needs say I ...
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 38
Why, I think so. I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But what’s your jest?
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All's Well That Ends Well 2.3: 78
There’s one grape yet; I am sure thy father drunk wine — but if thou be’st not an ass, I am a youth of fourteen. I have known thee already.
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Antony and Cleopatra 5.2: 258
You must not think I am so simple but I know the devil himself will not eat a woman. I know that a woman is a dish for the gods, if the devil dress her not. But truly, these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women; for in every ten that they make, the devils mar ...
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 43
Never in your life I think, unless you see canary put me down. Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has; but I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit.
15+
Twelfth Night 1.3: 52
Excellent, it hangs like flax on a distaff; and I hope to see a huswife take thee between her legs, and spin it off.
15+
Twelfth Night 1.3: 53
Faith, I’ll home tomorrow, Sir Toby. Your niece will not be seen, or if she be, it’s four to one she’ll none of me. The Count himself here hard by woos her.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 1
Nay, I prithee put on this gown and this beard, make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate, do it quickly. I’ll call Sir Toby the whilst.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 2
Well, I’ll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in’t, and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good studient; but to be said an honest man and a good ...
15+
Twelfth Night 1.3: 52
Excellent, it hangs like flax on a distaff; and I hope to see a huswife take thee between her legs, and spin it off.
15+
Twelfth Night 1.3: 45
And I thought that, I’d forswear it. I’ll ride home tomorrow, Sir Toby. [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 1
Nay, I prithee put on this gown and this beard, make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate, do it quickly. I’ll call Sir Toby the whilst. [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 2
Well, I’ll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in’t, and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good studient; but to be said an honest man and a good ... [continues next]
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 53
Faith, I’ll home tomorrow, Sir Toby. Your niece will not be seen, or if she be, it’s four to one she’ll none of me. The Count himself here hard by woos her.
10
Twelfth Night 1.5: 35
God send you, sir, a speedy infirmity, for the better increasing your folly! Sir Toby will be sworn that I am no fox, but he will not pass his word for twopence that you are no fool.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 1
[continues previous] Nay, I prithee put on this gown and this beard, make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate, do it quickly. I’ll call Sir Toby the whilst.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 2
[continues previous] Well, I’ll put it on, and I will dissemble myself in’t, and I would I were the first that ever dissembled in such a gown. I am not tall enough to become the function well, nor lean enough to be thought a good studient; but to be said an honest man and ...
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 54
She’ll none o’ th’ Count. She’ll not match above her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit; I have heard her swear’t. Tut, there’s life in’t, man.
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King Lear 4.6: 174
Then there’s life in’t. Come, and you get it, you shall get it by running. Sa, sa, sa, sa.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 55
I’ll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o’ th’ strangest mind i’ th’ world; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 57
As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the degree of my betters, and yet I will not compare with an old man.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 51
Good fool, help me to some light and some paper. I tell thee I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria.
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Love's Labour's Lost 5.1: 26
[continues previous] Offer’d by a child to an old man: which is wit-old.
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Henry IV Part 1 2.4: 115
[continues previous] What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight? Shall I give him his answer?
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Pericles 4.2: 53
Ay, he, he offer’d to cut a caper at the proclamation, but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her tomorrow.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 57
As any man in Illyria, whatsoever he be, under the degree of my betters, and yet I will not compare with an old man.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 51
Good fool, help me to some light and some paper. I tell thee I am as well in my wits as any man in Illyria.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 62
Wherefore are these things hid? Wherefore have these gifts a curtain before ’em? Are they like to take dust, like Mistress Mall’s picture? Why dost thou not go to church in a galliard, and come home in a coranto? My very walk should be a jig.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 63
I would not so much as make water but in a sink-a-pace. What dost thou mean? Is it a world to hide virtues in? I did think by the excellent constitution of thy leg, it was form’d under the star of a galliard.
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Twelfth Night 1.3: 67
No, sir, it is legs and thighs. Let me see thee caper. Ha, higher! Ha, ha, excellent!
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 43
Ha, ha, ha! Most excellent, i’ faith! Things that are mouldy lack use. Very singular good, in faith, well said, Sir John, very well said.
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 65
Ha, ha, ha! You can do it, sir, you can do it, I commend you well. Francis Feeble!
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Othello 4.1: 111
I marry her! What? A customer! Prithee bear some charity to my wit, do not think it so unwholesome. Ha, ha, ha!