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Result number
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Work
The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets
are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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Character
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the character name is "Poet."
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Line
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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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Macbeth
[I, 3] |
Banquo |
213 |
What, can the devil speak true?
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2 |
Macbeth
[I, 4] |
Duncan |
338 |
True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant,
And in his commendations I am fed;
It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
It is a peerless kinsman.
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3 |
Macbeth
[I, 5] |
Messenger |
381 |
So please you, it is true: our thane is coming:
One of my fellows had the speed of him,
Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
Than would make up his message.
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4 |
Macbeth
[III, 1] |
First Murderer |
1134 |
[with Second Murderer] True, my lord.
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5 |
Macbeth
[III, 4] |
Lady Macbeth |
1347 |
O proper stuff!
This is the very painting of your fear:
This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said,
Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts,
Impostors to true fear, would well become
A woman's story at a winter's fire,
Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
Why do you make such faces? When all's done,
You look but on a stool.
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6 |
Macbeth
[IV, 1] |
Macbeth |
1684 |
Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!
Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair,
Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
A third is like the former. Filthy hags!
Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes!
What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass
Which shows me many more; and some I see
That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:
Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his.
[Apparitions vanish]
What, is this so?
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7 |
Macbeth
[IV, 3] |
Macduff |
2041 |
O, relation
Too nice, and yet too true!
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8 |
Macbeth
[V, 4] |
Macduff |
2342 |
Let our just censures
Attend the true event, and put we on
Industrious soldiership.
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