# 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

Love's Labour's Lost
[II, 1]

Rosaline

608

'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such questions.

2

Love's Labour's Lost
[II, 1]

Rosaline

683

And yours from long living!

3

Love's Labour's Lost
[III, 1]

Moth

773

No, my complete master: but to jig off a tune at
the tongue's end, canary to it with your feet, humour
it with turning up your eyelids, sigh a note and
sing a note, sometime through the throat, as if you
swallowed love with singing love, sometime through
the nose, as if you snuffed up love by smelling
love; with your hat penthouse-like o'er the shop of
your eyes; with your arms crossed on your thin-belly
doublet like a rabbit on a spit; or your hands in
your pocket like a man after the old painting; and
keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and away.
These are complements, these are humours; these
betray nice wenches, that would be betrayed without
these; and make them men of note—do you note
me?—that most are affected to these.

4

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 1]

Costard

1774

O, they have lived long on the alms-basket of words.
I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word;
for thou art not so long by the head as
honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier
swallowed than a flap-dragon.

5

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Katharine

1894

He made her melancholy, sad, and heavy;
And so she died: had she been light, like you,
Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit,
She might ha' been a grandam ere she died:
And so may you; for a light heart lives long.

6

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Maria

1935

This and these pearls to me sent Longaville:
The letter is too long by half a mile.

7

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Katharine

2151

O for your reason! quickly, sir; I long.

8

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Ferdinand

2681

The extreme parts of time extremely forms
All causes to the purpose of his speed,
And often at his very loose decides
That which long process could not arbitrate:
And though the mourning brow of progeny
Forbid the smiling courtesy of love
The holy suit which fain it would convince,
Yet, since love's argument was first on foot,
Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it
From what it purposed; since, to wail friends lost
Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
As to rejoice at friends but newly found.PRINCESS. I understand you not: my griefs are double.

9

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Longaville

2778

I'll stay with patience; but the time is long.

10

Love's Labour's Lost
[V, 2]

Biron

2822

That's too long for a play.