Play |
Character |
Lines |
Start |
Finish |
A Midsummer Night's Dream |
Puck |
2.1.42-58 |
Thou speakest aright |
here comes Oberon. |
A Midsummer Night's Dream |
Oberon |
2.1.249-67 |
I know a bank |
first cock crow. |
A Midsummer Night's Dream |
Helena |
3.2.145-61 |
O spite! O hell! |
all to make you sport. |
A Midsummer Night's Dream |
Theseus |
5.1.4-22 |
Lovers and madmen |
suppos'd a bear! |
All's Well That Ends Well |
Helena |
1.1.79-98 |
O, were that all! |
Who comes here? |
All's Well That Ends Well |
Helena |
1.3.191-217 |
Then I confess |
lives sweetly where she dies. |
As You Like It |
Duke Senior |
2.1.1-17 |
Now, my co-mates |
in every thing. |
As You Like It |
Phebe |
3.5.8-27 |
I would not be thy executioner; |
That can do hurt. |
The Comedy of Errors |
Adriana |
2.1.87-101 |
His company must do |
I am but his stale. |
Henry IV, part 1 |
Lady Percy |
2.3.37-64 |
Oh, my good lord, why are you thus alone? |
else he loves me not.
[requires cuts to make it fit] |
Love's Labour's Lost |
Berowne |
5.2.315-34 |
This fellow pecks |
honey-tongued Boyet. |
Love's Labour's Lost |
Rosalind |
5.2.841-54 |
Oft have I heard |
impotent to smile. |
The Merry Wives of Windsor |
Falstaff |
3.5.3-18 |
Go fetch me a quart of sack, |
a mountain of mummy. |
Much Ado About Nothing |
Benedick |
2.3.22-36 |
May I be so converted |
in the arbor. |
The Merchant of Venice |
Portia |
4.1.184-202 |
The quality of mercy is not strain’d |
The deeds of mercy. |
The Merchant of Venice |
Portia |
4.1.184-202 |
The quality of mercy is not strain’d |
The deeds of mercy. |
The Taming of the Shrew |
Petruchio |
4.1.190-209 |
My falcon now is sharp |
headstrong humor. |
The Taming of the Shrew |
Katherina |
5.2.161-79 |
I am asham’d that women are so simple |
may it do him ease. |
The Tempest |
Caliban |
1.2.330-44 |
I must eat my dinner. |
the rest o' th' island. |
The Tempest |
Prospero |
Epilogue |
Now my charms |
set me free. |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona |
Julia |
1.2.102-19 |
O hateful hands, |
into the raging sea. |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona |
Proteus |
2.4.192-210 |
Even as one heat |
my reason's light; |
The Two Noble Kinsmen |
Jailer's Daughter |
2.4 |
Why should I love this gentleman |
[requires cuts to make it fit] |
The Two Noble Kinsmen |
Jailer's Daughter |
2.6 |
Let all the dukes and all the devils roar |
[requires cuts to make it fit] |
The Two Noble Kinsmen |
Jailer's Daughter |
3.2 |
He mistook the break |
[requires cuts to make it fit] |
The Two Noble Kinsmen |
Palamon |
3.6.136-56 |
Hold thy word, Theseus. |
I’ll woo thee to’t. |
The Winter's Tale |
Leontes |
2.1.36-52 |
How blest am I |
to play at will. |
The Winter's Tale |
Hermione |
3.2.91-108 |
Sir, spare your threats. |
That I should fear to die? |
Twelfth Night |
Viola |
2.2.17-36 |
I left no ring with her. |
What will become of this? |
Twelfth Night |
Sebastian |
4.3.1-20 |
This is the air, |
As I perceive she does. |