Comparison of William Shakespeare Sonnet 147 to William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 147 has 14 lines, and 64% of them have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14 in William Shakespeare. 36% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 1.29 weak matches.

Sonnet 147

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Sonnet 147: 3

Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
10

Coriolanus 3.1: 160

Not having the power to do the good it would, [continues next]
10

Coriolanus 3.1: 161

For th’ ill which doth control’t. H’as said enough. [continues next]
10

Sonnet 147: 4

Th’ uncertain sickly appetite to please.
10

Coriolanus 3.1: 161

[continues previous] For th’ ill which doth control’t. H’as said enough.
10

Sonnet 147: 6

Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
10

All's Well That Ends Well 1.3: 142

You know my father left me some prescriptions [continues next]
10

Sonnet 147: 7

Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
10

All's Well That Ends Well 1.3: 142

[continues previous] You know my father left me some prescriptions
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All's Well That Ends Well 1.3: 143

[continues previous] Of rare and prov’d effects, such as his reading
10

Sonnet 147: 8

Desire is death, which physic did except.
10

Double Falsehood 5.2: 84

Wash’d out of all remembrance: mine, no physic, [continues next]
10

Double Falsehood 5.2: 85

But time, or death, can cure. [continues next]
11

Sonnet 147: 9

Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
10

Double Falsehood 5.2: 85

[continues previous] But time, or death, can cure.
10

All's Well That Ends Well 2.1: 144

My art is not past power, nor you past cure.
11

Tempest 5.1: 141

Says, it is past her cure. I rather think [continues next]
10

Sonnet 147: 10

And frantic mad with evermore unrest;
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Tempest 5.1: 140

[continues previous] Irreparable is the loss, and patience
13

Sonnet 147: 13

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
13

Sonnet 152: 13

For I have sworn thee fair: more perjur’d eye,
13

Sonnet 147: 14

Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
13

Twelfth Night 4.2: 19

I say this house is as dark as ignorance, though ignorance were as dark as hell; and I say there was never man thus abus’d. I am no more mad than you are; make the trial of it in any constant question.
11

Henry VIII 1.2: 123

That once were his, and is become as black
11

Henry VIII 1.2: 124

As if besmear’d in hell. Sit by us, you shall hear
10

Hamlet 3.3: 94

And that his soul may be as damn’d and black
10

Hamlet 3.3: 95

As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays,