# 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

Macbeth
[I, 2]

Duncan

64

So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;
They smack of honour both. Go get him surgeons.
[Exit Sergeant, attended]
Who comes here?

2

Macbeth
[I, 5]

Messenger

377

The king comes here to-night.

3

Macbeth
[I, 5]

Macbeth

411

My dearest love,
Duncan comes here to-night.

4

Macbeth
[II, 3]

Macduff

804

Is thy master stirring?
[Enter MACBETH]
Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.

5

Macbeth
[II, 4]

Ross

969

They did so, to the amazement of mine eyes
That look'd upon't. Here comes the good Macduff.
[Enter MACDUFF]
How goes the world, sir, now?

6

Macbeth
[III, 4]

Macbeth

1297

Then comes my fit again: I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air:
But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe?

7

Macbeth
[IV, 1]

Second Witch

1594

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!

8

Macbeth
[IV, 3]

Macduff

2024

See, who comes here?

9

Macbeth
[V, 1]

Gentlewoman

2142

Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to
confirm my speech.
[Enter LADY MACBETH, with a taper]
Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise;
and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.

10

Macbeth
[V, 1]

Doctor

2157

Hark! she speaks: I will set down what comes from
her, to satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.

11

Macbeth
[V, 5]

Macbeth

2399

If thou speak'st false,
Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive,
Till famine cling thee: if thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution, and begin
To doubt the equivocation of the fiend
That lies like truth: 'Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane:' and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out!
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I gin to be aweary of the sun,
And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack!
At least we'll die with harness on our back.

12

Macbeth
[V, 8]

Siward

2538

He's worth no more
They say he parted well, and paid his score:
And so, God be with him! Here comes newer comfort.