# Result number

Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.

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1

Twelfth Night
[I, 4]

Viola

250

You either fear his humour or my negligence, that
you call in question the continuance of his love:
is he inconstant, sir, in his favours?

2

Twelfth Night
[I, 4]

Orsino

277

Dear lad, believe it;
For they shall yet belie thy happy years,
That say thou art a man: Diana's lip
Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe
Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound,
And all is semblative a woman's part.
I know thy constellation is right apt
For this affair. Some four or five attend him;
All, if you will; for I myself am best
When least in company. Prosper well in this,
And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord,
To call his fortunes thine.

3

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Olivia

454

Let him approach: call in my gentlewoman.

4

Twelfth Night
[I, 5]

Viola

559

Make me a willow cabin at your gate,
And call upon my soul within the house;
Write loyal cantons of contemned love
And sing them loud even in the dead of night;
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not rest
Between the elements of air and earth,
But you should pity me!

5

Twelfth Night
[II, 1]

Sebastian

633

A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled
me, was yet of many accounted beautiful: but,
though I could not with such estimable wonder
overfar believe that, yet thus far I will boldly
publish her; she bore a mind that envy could not but
call fair. She is drowned already, sir, with salt
water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.

6

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Feste

764

'Hold thy peace, thou knave,' knight? I shall be
constrained in't to call thee knave, knight.

7

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

766

'Tis not the first time I have constrained one to
call me knave. Begin, fool: it begins 'Hold thy peace.'

8

Twelfth Night
[II, 3]

Sir Toby Belch

884

Send for money, knight: if thou hast her not i'
the end, call me cut.

9

Twelfth Night
[II, 5]

Sir Andrew Aguecheek

1105

I knew 'twas I; for many do call me fool.

10

Twelfth Night
[III, 2]

Sir Toby Belch

1453

We'll call thee at the cubiculo: go.

11

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

Olivia

1557

Go call him hither.
[Exit MARIA]
I am as mad as he,
If sad and merry madness equal be.
[Re-enter MARIA, with MALVOLIO]
How now, Malvolio!

12

Twelfth Night
[III, 4]

Sir Toby Belch

1694

[Reads] 'Wonder not, nor admire not in thy mind,
why I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason for't.'

13

Twelfth Night
[IV, 2]

Maria

2021

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.

14

Twelfth Night
[IV, 2]

Feste

2052

Fie, thou dishonest Satan! I call thee by the most
modest terms; for I am one of those gentle ones
that will use the devil himself with courtesy:
sayest thou that house is dark?

15

Twelfth Night
[V, 1]

Olivia

2334

Hast thou forgot thyself? is it so long?
Call forth the holy father.