#
Result number
|
Work
The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets
are treated as single work with 154 parts.
|
Character
Indicates who said the line. If it's a play or sonnet,
the character name is "Poet."
|
Line
Shows where the line falls within the work.
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.
|
Text
The line's full text, with keywords highlighted
within it, unless highlighting has been disabled by the user.
|
1 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 1] |
Angelo |
92 |
'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together,
And we may soon our satisfaction have
Touching that point.
|
2 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
First Gentleman |
156 |
Claudio to prison? 'tis not so.
|
3 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Mistress Overdone |
157 |
Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested, saw
him carried away; and, which is more, within these
three days his head to be chopped off.
|
4 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Claudio |
210 |
Thus can the demigod Authority
Make us pay down for our offence by weight
The words of heaven; on whom it will, it will;
On whom it will not, so; yet still 'tis just.
|
5 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 2] |
Claudio |
248 |
Unhappily, even so.
And the new deputy now for the duke—
Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness,
Or whether that the body public be
A horse whereon the governor doth ride,
Who, newly in the seat, that it may know
He can command, lets it straight feel the spur;
Whether the tyranny be in his place,
Or in his emmence that fills it up,
I stagger in:—but this new governor
Awakes me all the enrolled penalties
Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall
So long that nineteen zodiacs have gone round
And none of them been worn; and, for a name,
Now puts the drowsy and neglected act
Freshly on me: 'tis surely for a name.
|
6 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 4] |
Lucio |
382 |
It is true.
I would not—though 'tis my familiar sin
With maids to seem the lapwing and to jest,
Tongue far from heart—play with all virgins so:
I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted.
By your renouncement an immortal spirit,
And to be talk'd with in sincerity,
As with a saint.
|
7 |
Measure for Measure
[I, 4] |
Lucio |
391 |
Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus:
Your brother and his lover have embraced:
As those that feed grow full, as blossoming time
That from the seedness the bare fallow brings
To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb
Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.
|
8 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Angelo |
470 |
'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,
Another thing to fall. I not deny,
The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,
May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two
Guiltier than him they try. What's open made to justice,
That justice seizes: what know the laws
That thieves do pass on thieves? 'Tis very pregnant,
The jewel that we find, we stoop and take't
Because we see it; but what we do not see
We tread upon, and never think of it.
You may not so extenuate his offence
For I have had such faults; but rather tell me,
When I, that censure him, do so offend,
Let mine own judgment pattern out my death,
And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die.
|
9 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 1] |
Pompey |
595 |
I beseech you, sir, look in this gentleman's face.
Good Master Froth, look upon his honour; 'tis for a
good purpose. Doth your honour mark his face?
|
10 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 2] |
Angelo |
812 |
He's sentenced; 'tis too late.
|
11 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 2] |
Angelo |
853 |
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept:
Those many had not dared to do that evil,
If the first that did the edict infringe
Had answer'd for his deed: now 'tis awake
Takes note of what is done; and, like a prophet,
Looks in a glass, that shows what future evils,
Either new, or by remissness new-conceived,
And so in progress to be hatch'd and born,
Are now to have no successive degrees,
But, ere they live, to end.
|
12 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 2] |
Isabella |
893 |
We cannot weigh our brother with ourself:
Great men may jest with saints; 'tis wit in them,
But in the less foul profanation.
|
13 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 2] |
Angelo |
909 |
[Aside] She speaks, and 'tis
Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare you well.
|
14 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 2] |
Lucio |
925 |
[Aside to ISABELLA] Go to; 'tis well; away!
|
15 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 3] |
Vincentio |
999 |
'Tis meet so, daughter: but lest you do repent,
As that the sin hath brought you to this shame,
Which sorrow is always towards ourselves, not heaven,
Showing we would not spare heaven as we love it,
But as we stand in fear,—
|
16 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 3] |
Provost |
1014 |
'Tis pity of him.
|
17 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 4] |
Angelo |
1017 |
When I would pray and think, I think and pray
To several subjects. Heaven hath my empty words;
Whilst my invention, hearing not my tongue,
Anchors on Isabel: Heaven in my mouth,
As if I did but only chew his name;
And in my heart the strong and swelling evil
Of my conception. The state, whereon I studied
Is like a good thing, being often read,
Grown fear'd and tedious; yea, my gravity,
Wherein—let no man hear me—I take pride,
Could I with boot change for an idle plume,
Which the air beats for vain. O place, O form,
How often dost thou with thy case, thy habit,
Wrench awe from fools and tie the wiser souls
To thy false seeming! Blood, thou art blood:
Let's write good angel on the devil's horn:
'Tis not the devil's crest.
[Enter a Servant]
How now! who's there?
|
18 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 4] |
Angelo |
1054 |
That you might know it, would much better please me
Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother cannot live.
|
19 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 4] |
Angelo |
1064 |
Ha! fie, these filthy vices! It were as good
To pardon him that hath from nature stolen
A man already made, as to remit
Their saucy sweetness that do coin heaven's image
In stamps that are forbid: 'tis all as easy
Falsely to take away a life true made
As to put metal in restrained means
To make a false one.
|
20 |
Measure for Measure
[II, 4] |
Isabella |
1072 |
'Tis set down so in heaven, but not in earth.
|