Comparison of William Shakespeare Richard III 5.3 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Richard III 5.3 has 352 lines, and 5% of them have strong matches at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 32% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 63% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.06 strong matches and 1.03 weak matches.
Richard III 5.3
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William Shakespeare
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As You Like It 3.5: 66
He’s fall’n in love with your foulness — and she’ll fall in love with my anger. If it be so, as fast as she answers thee with frowning looks, I’ll sauce her with bitter words. — Why look you so upon me?
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Midsummer Night's Dream 5.1: 251
This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad. [continues next]
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Cardenio 1.1: 116
And do they all return to me in curses? Is that the use I ha’ for ‘em? Be not to me A burden ten times heavier than my years! Thou’d’st wont to be kind to me and observe
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.3: 9
I ha’ told them over and over, they lack no direction. Be gone, and come when you are call’d. [continues next]
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Merry Wives of Windsor 3.3: 9
[continues previous] I ha’ told them over and over, they lack no direction. Be gone, and come when you are call’d.
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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.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 53
By this hand, I am. Good fool, some ink, paper, and light; and convey what I will set down to my lady. It shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 56
Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink.
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Henry IV Part 1 5.3: 30
Though I could scape shot-free at London, I fear the shot here, here’s no scoring but upon the pate. Soft, who are you? Sir Walter Blunt. There’s honor for you! Here’s no vanity! I am as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too. God keep lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine own bowels. I have led my ragamuffins where they are pepper’d; there’s not three of my hundred and ...
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Comedy of Errors 4.3: 18
Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band: he that brings any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that thinks a man always going to bed and says, “God give you good rest!” [continues next]
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Comedy of Errors 4.3: 18
[continues previous] Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band: he that brings any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that thinks a man always going to bed and says, “God give you good rest!”
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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.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 53
By this hand, I am. Good fool, some ink, paper, and light; and convey what I will set down to my lady. It shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 56
Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink.
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Much Ado About Nothing 3.5: 27
Go, good partner, go, get you to Francis Seacole, bid him bring his pen and inkhorn to the jail. We are now to examination these men.
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Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 63
Well, the King hath sever’d you. I hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster against the Archbishop and the Earl of Northumberland. [continues next]
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Henry IV Part 2 1.2: 63
[continues previous] Well, the King hath sever’d you. I hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster against the Archbishop and the Earl of Northumberland.
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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.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 53
By this hand, I am. Good fool, some ink, paper, and light; and convey what I will set down to my lady. It shall advantage thee more than ever the bearing of letter did.
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Twelfth Night 4.2: 56
Nay, I’ll ne’er believe a madman till I see his brains. I will fetch you light and paper and ink.
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Troilus and Cressida 3.3: 254
To him, Patroclus. Tell him I humbly desire the valiant Ajax to invite the most valorous Hector to come unarm’d to my tent, and to procure safe-conduct for his person of the magnanimous and most [continues next]
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Troilus and Cressida 3.3: 254
[continues previous] To him, Patroclus. Tell him I humbly desire the valiant Ajax to invite the most valorous Hector to come unarm’d to my tent, and to procure safe-conduct for his person of the magnanimous and most
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Rape of Lucrece: 1
... yet smothering his passions for the present, departed with the rest back to the camp; from whence he shortly after privily withdrew himself, and was (according to his estate) royally entertained and lodged by Lucrece at Collatium. The same night he treacherously stealeth into her chamber, violently ravish’d her, and early in the morning speedeth away. Lucrece, in this lamentable plight, hastily dispatcheth messengers, one to Rome for her father, another to the camp for Collatine. They came, the one accompanied with Junius Brutus, the other with Publius Valerius; and finding Lucrece attired in mourning habit, demanded the cause of her sorrow. She, first ... [continues next]
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Rape of Lucrece: 1
[continues previous] ... beauty, yet smothering his passions for the present, departed with the rest back to the camp; from whence he shortly after privily withdrew himself, and was (according to his estate) royally entertained and lodged by Lucrece at Collatium. The same night he treacherously stealeth into her chamber, violently ravish’d her, and early in the morning speedeth away. Lucrece, in this lamentable plight, hastily dispatcheth messengers, one to Rome for her father, another to the camp for Collatine. They came, the one accompanied with Junius Brutus, the other with Publius Valerius; and finding Lucrece attired in mourning habit, demanded the cause of ...
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Twelfth Night 5.1: 23
Marry, sir, lullaby to your bounty till I come again. I go, sir, but I would not have you to think that my desire of having is the sin of covetousness; but as you say, sir, let your bounty take a nap, I will awake it anon.
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Much Ado About Nothing 4.1: 273
I am gone, though I am here; there is no love in you. Nay, I pray you let me go. [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 4.1: 273
[continues previous] I am gone, though I am here; there is no love in you. Nay, I pray you let me go.
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As You Like It 3.3: 13
Well, I am not fair, and therefore I pray the gods make me honest. [continues next]
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Cymbeline 2.1: 8
I am not vex’d more at any thing in th’ earth; a pox on’t! I had rather not be so noble as I am. They dare not fight with me because of the Queen my mother. Every Jack slave hath his bellyful of fighting, and I must go up and down like a ... [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 1.3: 8
... canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace, and it better fits my blood to be disdain’d of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from any. In this (though I cannot be said to be a flattering honest man) it must not be denied but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with a muzzle, and enfranchis’d with a clog, therefore I have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do my liking. In the mean time let me be that I am, and seek not ...
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As You Like It 3.3: 13
[continues previous] Well, I am not fair, and therefore I pray the gods make me honest.
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Twelfth Night 1.5: 22
Misprision in the highest degree! Lady, “Cucullus non facit monachum”: that’s as much to say as I wear not motley in my brain. Good madonna, give me leave to prove you a fool.
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Macbeth 5.1: 16
Out, damn’d spot! Out, I say! One — two — why then ’tis time to do’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our pow’r to accompt? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
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Henry V 5.2: 123
... mercifully, the rather, gentle Princess, because I love thee cruelly. If ever thou beest mine, Kate, as I have a saving faith within me tells me thou shalt, I get thee with scambling, and thou must therefore needs prove a good soldier-breeder. Shall not thou and I, between Saint Denis and Saint George, compound a boy, half French, half English, that shall go to Constantinople and take the Turk by the beard? Shall we not? What say’st thou, my fair flower-de-luce?
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Much Ado About Nothing 3.5: 27
Go, good partner, go, get you to Francis Seacole, bid him bring his pen and inkhorn to the jail. We are now to examination these men.
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Henry IV Part 2 3.2: 9
... a Cotsole man. You had not four such swingebucklers in all the Inns a’ Court again; and I may say to you, we knew where the bona robas were and had the best of them all at commandement. Then was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk.
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Henry V 5.2: 123
... mercifully, the rather, gentle Princess, because I love thee cruelly. If ever thou beest mine, Kate, as I have a saving faith within me tells me thou shalt, I get thee with scambling, and thou must therefore needs prove a good soldier-breeder. Shall not thou and I, between Saint Denis and Saint George, compound a boy, half French, half English, that shall go to Constantinople and take the Turk by the beard? Shall we not? What say’st thou, my fair flower-de-luce?
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Twelfth Night 1.5: 80
I can say little more than I have studied, and that question’s out of my part. Good gentle one, give me modest assurance if you be the lady of the house, that I may proceed in my speech.
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All's Well That Ends Well 4.3: 121
There is no remedy, sir, but you must die. The general says, you that have so traitorously discover’d the secrets of your army, and made such pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can serve the world for no honest use; therefore you must die. Come, headsman, off with his head. [continues next]
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All's Well That Ends Well 4.3: 121
[continues previous] There is no remedy, sir, but you must die. The general says, you that have so traitorously discover’d the secrets of your army, and made such pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can serve the world for no honest use; therefore you must die. Come, headsman, off with his head.