Comparison of William Shakespeare Hamlet 5.1 to William Shakespeare
Summary
William Shakespeare Hamlet 5.1 has 184 lines, and 2% of them have strong matches at magnitude 15+ in William Shakespeare. 34% of the lines have weak matches at magnitude 10 to 14. 64% of the lines have no match. On average, each line has 0.04 strong matches and 0.72 weak matches.
Hamlet 5.1
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William Shakespeare
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Hamlet 5.1: 5
It must be se offendendo, it cannot be else. For here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act, and an act hath three branches — it is to act, to do, to perform; argal, she drown’d herself wittingly.
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Hamlet 5.1: 5
It must be se offendendo, it cannot be else. For here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act, and an act hath three branches — it is to act, to do, to perform; argal, she drown’d herself wittingly.
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Henry IV Part 1 2.4: 157
... more it is wasted, the sooner it wears. That thou art my son I have partly thy mother’s word, partly my own opinion, but chiefly a villainous trick of thine eye, and a foolish hanging of thy nether lip, that doth warrant me. If then thou be son to me, here lies the point: why being son to me, art thou so pointed at? Shall the blessed sun of heaven prove a micher and eat blackberries? A question not to be ask’d. Shall the son of England prove a thief and take purses? A question to be ask’d. There is a thing, Harry, which ...
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Hamlet 5.1: 7
Give me leave. Here lies the water; good. Here stands the man; good. If the man go to this water and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he goes, mark you that. But if the water come to him and drown him, he drowns not himself; argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life.
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Antony and Cleopatra 2.6: 109
Not he that himself is not so; which is Mark Antony. He will to his Egyptian dish again. Then shall the sighs of Octavia blow the fire up in Caesar, and (as I said before) that which is the strength of their amity shall prove the immediate author of their variance. Antony will use his affection ...
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Hamlet 5.1: 10
Will you ha’ the truth an’t? If this had not been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out a’ Christian burial.
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All's Well That Ends Well 3.5: 13
[continues previous] Ay, marry, is’t. Hark you, they come this way.
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Hamlet 5.1: 11
Why, there thou say’st, and the more pity that great folk should have count’nance in this world to drown or hang themselves, more than their even-Christen. Come, my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gard’ners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam’s profession.
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Two Noble Kinsmen 4.3: 9
Faith, I’ll tell you; sometime we go to barley-break, we of the blessed. Alas, ’tis a sore life they have i’ th’ tother place, such burning, frying, boiling, hissing, howling, chatt’ring, cursing! O, they have shrowd measure! Take heed: if one be mad, or hang or drown themselves, thither they go — Jupiter bless us! — and there shall we be put in a cauldron of lead and usurers’ grease, amongst a whole million of cutpurses, and there boil like a gammon of bacon that will never be enough.
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Hamlet 5.1: 17
What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter?
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Hamlet 5.1: 19
I like thy wit well, in good faith. The gallows does well; but how does it well? It does well to those that do ill. Now thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows may do well to thee. To’t again, come.
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Coriolanus 1.3: 29
How do you both? You are manifest house-keepers. What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good faith. How does your little son?
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Hamlet 5.1: 17
What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter?
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Hamlet 5.1: 25
Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating, and when you are ask’d this question next, say “a grave-maker“: the houses he makes lasts till doomsday. Go get thee in, and fetch me a sup of liquor.
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Hamlet 5.1: 37
That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once. How the knave jowls it to the ground, as if ’twere Cain’s jaw-bone, that did the first murder! This might be the pate of a politician, which this ass now o’erreaches, one that would circumvent God, might it not?
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Hamlet 5.1: 39
Or of a courtier, which could say, “Good morrow, sweet lord! How dost thou, sweet lord?” This might be my Lord Such-a-one, that prais’d my Lord Such-a-one’s horse when ’a meant to beg it, might it not? [continues next]
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Hamlet 5.1: 39
[continues previous] Or of a courtier, which could say, “Good morrow, sweet lord! How dost thou, sweet lord?” This might be my Lord Such-a-one, that prais’d my Lord Such-a-one’s horse when ’a meant to beg it, might it not? [continues next]
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Hamlet 5.1: 39
Or of a courtier, which could say, “Good morrow, sweet lord! How dost thou, sweet lord?” This might be my Lord Such-a-one, that prais’d my Lord Such-a-one’s horse when ’a meant to beg it, might it not?
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Hamlet 5.1: 37
That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once. How the knave jowls it to the ground, as if ’twere Cain’s jaw-bone, that did the first murder! This might be the pate of a politician, which this ass now o’erreaches, one that would circumvent God, might it not? [continues next]
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Hamlet 5.1: 46
There’s another. Why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddities now, his quillities, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks? Why does he suffer this mad knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in ’s time a great buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, his fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries. Is this the fine of his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? Will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases, and double ones too, than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures? The very conveyances of his lands will scarcely lie in this box, and must th’ inheritor himself have no more, ha?
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Taming of the Shrew 5.1: 45
Carry this mad knave to the jail. Father Baptista, I charge you see that he be forthcoming.
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Twelfth Night 4.1: 18
Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him; I’ll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria. Though I strook him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
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Hamlet 5.1: 55
You lie out on’t, sir, and therefore ’tis not yours; for my part, I do not lie in’t, yet it is mine.
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Hamlet 5.1: 56
Thou dost lie in’t, to be in’t and say it is thine. ’Tis for the dead, not for the quick; therefore thou liest.
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Antony and Cleopatra 5.2: 277
[continues previous] Which hurts, and is desir’d. Dost thou lie still?
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Hamlet 5.1: 64
How absolute the knave is! We must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Lord, Horatio, this three years I have took note of it: the age is grown so pick’d that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. How long hast thou been grave-maker?
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Sir Thomas More 3.1: 82
My lord, Jack Faulkner tells no Aesop’s fables. Troth, I was not at barber’s this three years; I have not been cut not will not be cut, upon a foolish vow, which, as the Destinies shall direct, I am sworn to keep.
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Hamlet 5.1: 67
Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was that very day that young Hamlet was born — he that is mad, and sent into England.
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Hamlet 5.1: 67
[continues previous] Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was that very day that young Hamlet was born — he that is mad, and sent into England. [continues next]
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Hamlet 5.1: 69
[continues previous] Why, because ’a was mad. ’A shall recover his wits there, or if ’a do not, ’tis no great matter there. [continues next]
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Hamlet 5.1: 69
Why, because ’a was mad. ’A shall recover his wits there, or if ’a do not, ’tis no great matter there.
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Coriolanus 2.1: 19
Why, ’tis no great matter; for a very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience. Give your dispositions the reins and be angry at your pleasures; at the least, if you take it as a pleasure to you in being so. You blame Martius for being proud? [continues next]
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Coriolanus 2.1: 19
[continues previous] Why, ’tis no great matter; for a very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience. Give your dispositions the reins and be angry at your pleasures; at the least, if you take it as a pleasure to you in being so. You blame Martius for ...
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Hamlet 5.1: 79
Faith, if ’a be not rotten before ’a die — as we have many pocky corses, that will scarce hold the laying in — ’a will last you some eight year or nine year. A tanner will last you nine year.
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Much Ado About Nothing 3.2: 32
Yet is this no charm for the toothache. Old signior, walk aside with me, I have studied eight or nine wise words to speak to you, which these hobby-horses must not hear.
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Much Ado About Nothing 2.1: 50
Come, come, do you think I do not know you by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? Go to, mum, you are he. Graces will appear, and there’s an end. [continues next]
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Much Ado About Nothing 2.1: 50
[continues previous] Come, come, do you think I do not know you by your excellent wit? Can virtue hide itself? Go to, mum, you are he. Graces will appear, and there’s an end.
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Hamlet 5.1: 85
A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! ’A pour’d a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, sir, was, sir, Yorick’s skull, the King’s jester.
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Hamlet 5.1: 88
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorr’d in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss’d I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning-quite chop-fall’n. Now get you to my lady’s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing.
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All's Well That Ends Well 2.5: 22
I know not how I have deserv’d to run into my lord’s displeasure.
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Henry IV Part 1 3.3: 21
O Jesu, I have heard the Prince tell him, I know not how oft, that that ring was copper!
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Coriolanus 2.1: 9
He’s a bear indeed, that lives like a lamb. You two are old men: tell me one thing that I shall ask you. [continues next]
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Coriolanus 2.1: 9
[continues previous] He’s a bear indeed, that lives like a lamb. You two are old men: tell me one thing that I shall ask you.
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Hamlet 5.1: 96
No, faith, not a jot, but to follow him thither with modesty enough and likelihood to lead it: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust, the dust is earth, of earth we make loam, and why of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel?
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Romeo and Juliet 2.4: 44
... is not this better now than groaning for love? Now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature, for this drivelling love is like a great natural that runs lolling up and down to hide his bable in a hole.
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Sir Thomas More 5.2: 10
I much mistrust it; when they go to ‘raigning once, there’s ever foul weather for a great while after. But soft; here comes Master Gough and Master Catesby. Now we shall hear more.
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Much Ado About Nothing 2.3: 27
Now, divine air! Now is his soul ravish’d! Is it not strange that sheep’s guts should hale souls out of men’s bodies? Well, a horn for my money when all’s done.
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Merchant of Venice 4.1: 384
[continues previous] Had I been judge, thou shouldst have had ten more,
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As You Like It 1.1: 21
And what wilt thou do? Beg, when that is spent? Well, sir, get you in. I will not long be troubled with you; you shall have some part of your will. I pray you leave me.
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Henry IV Part 2 2.2: 50
That’s to make him eat twenty of his words. But do you use me thus, Ned? Must I marry your sister?
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Hamlet 5.2: 134
I do not think so; since he went into France I have been in continual practice. I shall win at the odds. Thou wouldst not think how ill all’s here about my heart — but it is no matter.
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Troilus and Cressida 2.3: 7
But it is no matter, thyself upon thyself! The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!