# 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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The numbering is not keyed to any copyrighted numbering system found in a volume of collected works (Arden, Oxford, etc.) The numbering starts at the beginning of the work, and does not restart for each scene.

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1

Hamlet
[I, 2]

Claudius

241

We doubt it nothing. Heartily farewell.
[Exeunt Voltemand and Cornelius.]
And now, Laertes, what's the news with you?
You told us of some suit. What is't, Laertes?
You cannot speak of reason to the Dane
And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?
The head is not more native to the heart,
The hand more instrumental to the mouth,
Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father.
What wouldst thou have, Laertes?

2

Hamlet
[I, 5]

Horatio

859

What news, my lord?

3

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Claudius

1130

Thou still hast been the father of good news.

4

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Polonius

1139

Give first admittance to th' ambassadors.
My news shall be the fruit to that great feast.

5

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Hamlet

1337

In the secret parts of Fortune? O! most true! she is a
strumpet. What news ?

6

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Hamlet

1340

Then is doomsday near! But your news is not true. Let me
question more in particular. What have you, my good friends,
deserved at the hands of Fortune that she sends you to prison
hither?

7

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Polonius

1471

My lord, I have news to tell you.

8

Hamlet
[II, 2]

Hamlet

1472

My lord, I have news to tell you. When Roscius was an actor in Rome-

9

Hamlet
[IV, 7]

Claudius

3162

Break not your sleeps for that. You must not think
That we are made of stuff so flat and dull
That we can let our beard be shook with danger,
And think it pastime. You shortly shall hear more.
I lov'd your father, and we love ourself,
And that, I hope, will teach you to imagine-
[Enter a Messenger with letters.]
How now? What news?

10

Hamlet
[V, 2]

Hamlet

4014

O, I die, Horatio!
The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit.
I cannot live to hear the news from England,
But I do prophesy th' election lights
On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice.
So tell him, with th' occurrents, more and less,
Which have solicited- the rest is silence. Dies.