Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
All's Well That Ends Well | AW I.iii.5 | past endeavours, for then we wound our modesty, and | past endeuours, for then we wound our Modestie, and |
All's Well That Ends Well | AW I.iii.177 | If it be so, you have wound a goodly clew; | If it be so, you haue wound a goodly clewe: |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC I.iv.49 | Makes the sea serve them, which they ear and wound | Makes the Sea serue them, which they eare and wound |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC I.iv.69 | It wounds thine honour that I speak it now – | (It wounds thine Honor that I speake it now) |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC II.ii.22 | Murder in healing wounds. Then, noble partners, | Murther in healing wounds. Then Noble Partners, |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC III.vii.63 | This sword and these my wounds? Let th' Egyptians | This Sword, and these my Wounds; let th'Egyptians |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC III.x.35 | The wounded chance of Antony, though my reason | The wounded chance of Anthony, though my reason |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC IV.vii.4.1 | Alarums. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded | Alarums. Enter Anthony, and Scarrus wounded. |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC IV.vii.7 | I had a wound here that was like a T, | I had a wound heere that was like a T, |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC IV.viii.10 | Wash the congealment from your wounds, and kiss | Wash the congealement from your wounds, and kisse |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC IV.xiv.78 | Come then; for with a wound I must be cured. | Come then: for with a wound I must be cur'd. |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC V.i.25 | I robbed his wound of it. Behold it stained | I robb'd his wound of it: behold it stain'd |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC V.ii.159 | O Caesar, what a wounding shame is this, | O Casar, what a wounding shame is this, |
As You Like It | AYL II.iv.40 | Alas, poor shepherd, searching of thy wound, | Alas poore Shepheard searching of they would, |
As You Like It | AYL III.ii.233 | There lay he, stretched along like a wounded | There lay hee stretch'd along like a Wounded |
As You Like It | AYL III.v.16 | And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee. | And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee: |
As You Like It | AYL III.v.17 | Now counterfeit to swoon, why now fall down, | Now counterfeit to swound, why now fall downe, |
As You Like It | AYL III.v.20 | Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee. | Now shew the wound mine eye hath made in thee, |
As You Like It | AYL III.v.30 | Then shall you know the wounds invisible | Then shall you know the wouuds inuisible |
As You Like It | AYL IV.iii.151 | Brief, I recovered him, bound up his wound, | Briefe, I recouer'd him, bound vp his wound, |
As You Like It | AYL V.ii.22 | I thought thy heart had been wounded with | I thought thy heart had beene wounded with |
As You Like It | AYL V.ii.24 | Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady. | Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a Lady. |
Coriolanus | Cor I.ix.28 | I have some wounds upon me, and they smart | I haue some Wounds vpon me, and they smart |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.113 | than a horse-drench. Is he not wounded? He was wont | then a Horse-drench. Is he not wounded? he was wont |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.114 | to come home wounded. | to come home wounded? |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.116 | O, he is wounded, I thank the gods for't. | Oh, he is wounded, I thanke the Gods for't. |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.118 | victory in his pocket, the wounds become him. | Victorie in his Pocket? the wounds become him. |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.138 | he wounded? (To the Tribunes) God save your good | hee wounded, God saue your good |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.140 | to be proud. – Where is he wounded? | to be prowd: where is he wounded? |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.148 | wounds upon him. | Wounds vpon him. |
Coriolanus | Cor II.i.227 | Nor showing, as the manner is, his wounds | Nor shewing (as the manner is) his Wounds |
Coriolanus | Cor II.ii.67 | I had rather have my wounds to heal again | I had rather haue my Wounds to heale againe, |
Coriolanus | Cor II.ii.136 | For my wounds' sake to give their suffrage. Please you | For my Wounds sake, to giue their sufferage: / Please you |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.6 | us his wounds and tell us his deeds, we are to put our | vs his wounds, and tell vs his deeds, we are to put our |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.7 | tongues into those wounds and speak for them. So, if he | tongues into those wounds, and speake for them: So if he |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.50 | My tongue to such a pace. ‘ Look, sir, my wounds! | My tongue to such a pace. Looke Sir, my wounds, |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.75 | wounds to show you, which shall be yours in private. | wounds to shew you, which shall bee yours in priuate: |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.105 | You have received many wounds for | You haue receyued many wounds for |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.127 | Of wounds two dozen odd. Battles thrice six | Of Wounds, two dozen odde: Battailes thrice six |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.163 | His marks of merit, wounds received for's country. | His Marks of Merit, Wounds receiu'd for's Countrey. |
Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.165 | He said he had wounds which he could show in private, | Hee said hee had Wounds, / Which he could shew in priuate: |
Coriolanus | Cor III.iii.50 | Upon the wounds his body bears, which show | Vpon the wounds his body beares, which shew |
Coriolanus | Cor IV.i.8 | When most struck home, being gentle wounded craves | When most strooke home, being gentle wounded, craues |
Coriolanus | Cor IV.ii.28 | Good man, the wounds that he does bear for Rome! | Good man, the Wounds that he does beare for Rome! |
Cymbeline | Cym I.ii.16 | Can tickle where she wounds! My dearest husband, | Can tickle where she wounds? My deerest Husband, |
Cymbeline | Cym II.ii.14 | The chastity he wounded. Cytherea, | The Chastitie he wounded. Cytherea, |
Cymbeline | Cym III.iv.116 | Therein false struck, can take no greater wound, | Therein false strooke, can take no greater wound, |
Cymbeline | Cym V.i.21 | I'll give no wound to thee: therefore, good heavens, | Ile giue no wound to thee: therefore good Heauens, |
Cymbeline | Cym V.iii.46 | Of the unguarded hearts, heavens, how they wound! | Of the vnguarded hearts: heauens, how they wound, |
Cymbeline | Cym V.iv.30.5 | (brothers to Posthumus) with wounds as they died in the wars. They | (Brothers to Posthumus) with wounds as they died in the warrs. They |
Cymbeline | Cym V.v.202 | By wounding his belief in her renown, | By wounding his beleefe in her Renowne, |
Hamlet | Ham II.ii.573 | Ha, 'swounds, I should take it. For it cannot be | Ha? Why I should take it: for it cannot be, |
Hamlet | Ham IV.i.44 | And hit the woundless air. O, come away! | Oh come away, |
Hamlet | Ham V.i.253 | Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I, | Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I, |
Hamlet | Ham V.i.270 | 'Swounds, show me what thou't do. | Come show me what thou'lt doe. |
Hamlet | Ham V.ii.296.1 | In scuffling, they change rapiers, and both are wounded | In scuffling they change Rapiers. |
Hamlet | Ham V.ii.302.2 | She swounds to see them bleed. | She sounds to see them bleede. |
Hamlet | Ham V.ii.317 | He wounds the King | |
Hamlet | Ham V.ii.338 | O God, Horatio, what a wounded name, | Oh good Horatio, what a wounded name, |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 I.iii.48 | I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold, | I then, all-smarting, with my wounds being cold, |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 I.iii.55 | Of guns, and drums, and wounds, God save the mark! | Of Guns, & Drums, and Wounds: God saue the marke; |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 I.iii.95 | Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds, | Needs no more but one tongue. For all those Wounds, |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 I.iii.96 | Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took, | Those mouthed Wounds, which valiantly he tooke, |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 I.iii.108 | Colour her working with such deadly wounds, | Colour her working with such deadly wounds; |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 III.ii.156 | The long-grown wounds of my intemperance. | The long-growne Wounds of my intemperature: |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 V.i.132 | an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. | an arme? No: Or take away the greefe of a wound? No. |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 V.iv.76.4 | The Prince mortally wounds Hotspur | The Prince killeth Percie. |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 V.iv.79 | They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my flesh. | They wound my thoghts worse, then the sword my flesh: |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 V.iv.126 | sirrah (stabbing him), with a new wound in your thigh, | sirra, with a new wound in your thigh |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 V.iv.150 | upon my death, I gave him this wound in the thigh. If | on my death I gaue him this wound in the Thigh: |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 induction.10 | Under the smile of safety, wounds the world; | (Vnder the smile of Safety) wounds the World: |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 I.i.14 | The King is almost wounded to the death, | The King is almost wounded to the death: |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 I.i.173 | Of wounds and scars, and that his forward spirit | Of Wounds, and Scarres; and that his forward Spirit |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 I.ii.150 | healed wound. Your day's service at Shrewsbury hath a | heal'd wound: your daies seruice at Shrewsbury, hath a |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.i.89 | didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, | didst sweare to me then (as I was washing thy wound) |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.i.95 | whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound? | whereby I told thee they were ill for a greene wound? |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.iv.193 | Why then, let grievous, ghastly, gaping wounds | why then let grieuous, gastly, gaping Wounds, |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 IV.v.195 | Wounding supposed peace. All these bold fears | Wounding supposed Peace. / All these bold Feares, |
Henry V | H5 IV.iii.48 | And say, ‘ These wounds I had on Crispin's day.’ | |
Henry V | H5 IV.vi.9 | Yoke-fellow to his honour-owing wounds, | (Yoake-fellow to his honour-owing-wounds) |
Henry V | H5 IV.vi.25 | He threw his wounded arm, and kissed his lips, | He threw his wounded arme, and kist his lippes, |
Henry V | H5 IV.vii.76 | In blood of princes, and their wounded steeds | In blood of Princes, and with wounded steeds |
Henry V | H5 V.i.40 | good for your green wound and your ploody coxcomb. | good for your greene wound, and your ploodie Coxecombe. |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 I.i.87 | Wounds will I lend the French instead of eyes, | Wounds will I lend the French, in stead of Eyes, |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 I.iv.35 | But, O, the treacherous Falstaff wounds my heart; | But O, the trecherous Falstaffe wounds my heart, |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 II.v.110 | Which giveth many wounds when one will kill. | Which giueth many Wounds, when one will kill. |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 III.iii.50 | Behold the wounds, the most unnatural wounds, | Behold the Wounds, the most vnnaturall Wounds, |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 IV.vii.23 | O thou whose wounds become hard-favoured Death, | O thou whose wounds become hard fauoured death, |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 I.i.119 | And are the cities that I got with wounds | And are the Citties that I got with wounds, |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.i.286 | Before the wound do grow uncurable; | Before the Wound doe grow vncurable; |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.ii.51 | Look not upon me, for thine eyes are wounding; | Looke not vpon me, for thine eyes are wounding; |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.ii.68 | So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounded, | So shall my name with Slanders tongue be wounded, |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.ii.404 | It is applied to a deathful wound. | It is applyed to a deathfull wound. |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 IV.i.90 | And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home. | And sent the ragged Souldiers wounded home. |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 V.ii.32 | Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds | Feare frames disorder, and disorder wounds |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 I.i.11 | Is either slain or wounded dangerous; | Is either slaine or wounded dangerous. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 I.iv.55 | To prick thy finger, though to wound his heart. | To prick thy finger, though to wound his heart. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 I.iv.178 | My soul flies through these wounds to seek out Thee. | My Soule flyes through these wounds, to seeke out thee. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.i.99 | The words would add more anguish than the wounds. | The words would adde more anguish then the wounds. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.ii.121 | My liege, the wound that bred this meeting here | My Liege, the wound that bred this meeting here, |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.v.87 | Upon thy wounds, that kills mine eye and heart! | Vpon thy wounds, that killes mine Eye, and Heart. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.vi.1 | A loud alarum. Enter Clifford, wounded | A lowd alarum. Enter Clifford Wounded. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.vi.23 | Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds; | Bootlesse are Plaints, and Curelesse are my Wounds: |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.vi.27 | The air hath got into my deadly wounds, | The ayre hath got into my deadly Wounds, |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 IV.viii.41 | My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds, | My pittie hath beene balme to heale their wounds, |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 V.i.54 | This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair, | This Hand, fast wound about thy coale-black hayre, |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 V.ii.1.2 | Warwick wounded | Warwicke wounded. |
Henry VIII | H8 II.ii.73 | The quiet of my wounded conscience, | The quiet of my wounded Conscience; |
Henry VIII | H8 II.iv.96 | That I gainsay my deed, how may he wound, | That I gainsay my Deed, how may he wound, |
Julius Caesar | JC I.ii.249 | But, soft, I pray you; what, did Caesar swoon? | But soft I pray you: what, did Casar swound? |
Julius Caesar | JC II.i.300 | Giving myself a voluntary wound | Giuing my selfe a voluntary wound |
Julius Caesar | JC III.i.200 | Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds, | Had I as many eyes, as thou hast wounds, |
Julius Caesar | JC III.i.259 | Over thy wounds now do I prophesy – | Ouer thy wounds, now do I Prophesie, |
Julius Caesar | JC III.ii.133 | And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, | And they would go and kisse dead Casars wounds, |
Julius Caesar | JC III.ii.197 | Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here, | Our Casars Vesture wounded? Looke you heere, |
Julius Caesar | JC III.ii.226 | Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, | Shew you sweet Casars wounds, poor poor dum mouths |
Julius Caesar | JC III.ii.230 | In every wound of Caesar that should move | In euery Wound of Casar, that should moue |
Julius Caesar | JC V.i.53 | Never till Caesar's three-and-thirty wounds | Neuer till Casars three and thirtie wounds |
King Edward III | E3 II.i.394 | Could heal the wound it made: the moral is, | Could heale the wound it made: the morrall is, |
King Edward III | E3 III.iv.123 | Wounding her bosom with her crooked beak, | Wounding her bosome with her crooked beak, |
King Edward III | E3 IV.iii.1 | I wonder, Villiers, thou shouldst importune me | I wounder Villiers, thou shouldest importune me |
King Edward III | E3 IV.vi.53 | Enter Audley, wounded, and rescued by two esquires | Enter Audley wounded, & rescued by two squirs. |
King Edward III | E3 V.i.138 | Here cross-bows and deadly wounding darts; | Here Crosbowes and deadly wounding darts, |
King John | KJ I.i.65 | And wound her honour, with this diffidence. | And wound her honor with this diffidence. |
King John | KJ II.i.418 | Win you this city without stroke or wound, | Win you this Citie without stroke, or wound, |
King John | KJ V.ii.14 | And heal the inveterate canker of one wound | And heale the inueterate Canker of one wound, |
King John | KJ V.iv.7.1 | Enter Melun, wounded | Enter Meloon wounded. |
King John | KJ V.iv.9.2 | Wounded to death. | Wounded to death. |
King John | KJ V.v.7 | And wound our tottering colours clearly up, | And woon'd our tott'ring colours clearly vp, |
King John | KJ V.vi.21 | Show me the very wound of this ill news; | Shew me the very wound of this ill newes, |
King John | KJ V.vi.22 | I am no woman, I'll not swound at it. | I am no woman, Ile not swound at it. |
King John | KJ V.vii.17 | Against the mind, the which he pricks and wounds | Against the winde, the which he prickes and wounds |
King John | KJ V.vii.114 | But when it first did help to wound itself. | But when it first did helpe to wound it selfe. |
King Lear | KL I.iv.297 | Th' untented woundings of a father's curse | Th'vntented woundings of a Fathers curse |
King Lear | KL II.i.35 | He wounds himself in the arm | |
King Lear | KL III.vii.79.1 | He wounds Cornwall | |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.27 | Not wounding, pity would not let me do't; | Not wounding, pittie would not let me do't: |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.28 | If wounding, then it was to show my skill, | If wounding, then it was to shew my skill, |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.481.1 | Wounds like a leaden sword. | Wounds like a Leaden sword. |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.833 | Full of comparisons and wounding flouts, | Full of comparisons, and wounding floutes: |
Macbeth | Mac I.ii.40 | Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds | Except they meant to bathe in reeking Wounds, |
Macbeth | Mac I.ii.44 | So well thy words become thee as thy wounds, | So well thy words become thee, as thy wounds, |
Macbeth | Mac I.iii.36 | Peace! The charm's wound up . | Peace, the Charme's wound vp. |
Macbeth | Mac I.v.50 | That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, | That my keene Knife see not the Wound it makes, |
Macbeth | Mac IV.iii.41 | Is added to her wounds. I think withal | Is added to her wounds. I thinke withall, |
Measure for Measure | MM II.iv.24 | So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons, | So play the foolish throngs with one that swounds, |
Measure for Measure | MM III.ii.176 | Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny | Can censure scape: Back-wounding calumnie |
Measure for Measure | MM IV.ii.86 | That wounds th' unsisting postern with these strokes. | That wounds th' vnsisting Posterne with these strokes. |
The Merchant of Venice | MV III.ii.265 | And every word in it a gaping wound | And euerie word in it a gaping wound |
The Merchant of Venice | MV IV.i.255 | To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death. | To stop his wounds, least he should bleede to death. |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND II.i.167 | Before, milk-white; now purple with love's wound: | Before, milke-white; now purple with loues wound, |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND II.ii.107 | Dead? – or asleep? I see no blood, no wound. | Deade or asleepe? I see no bloud, no wound, |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND V.i.288 | Out sword, and wound | Out sword, and wound |
Much Ado About Nothing | MA III.i.23 | That only wounds by hearsay. Now begin; | That onely wounds by heare-say: now begin, |
Much Ado About Nothing | MA IV.i.239 | As best befits her wounded reputation, | As best befits her wounded reputation, |
Othello | Oth II.iii.260 | some bodily wound: there is more sense in that | some bodily wound; there is more sence in that |
Othello | Oth II.iii.360 | What wound did ever heal but by degrees? | What wound did euer heale but by degrees? |
Othello | Oth V.i.26 | He wounds Roderigo | |
Othello | Oth V.i.26 | Iago wounds Cassio in the leg, and exit | |
Othello | Oth V.ii.285 | He wounds Iago | |
Pericles | Per Chorus.IV.23 | Or when she would with sharp needle wound | Or when she would with sharpe needle wound, |
Richard II | R2 I.i.191 | Shall wound my honour with such feeble wrong, | Shall wound mine honor with such feeble wrong; |
Richard II | R2 I.iii.128 | Of civil wounds ploughed up with neighbours' sword, | Of ciuill wounds plowgh'd vp with neighbors swords, |
Richard II | R2 II.i.99 | Of those ‘ physicians ’ that first wounded thee. | Of those Physitians, that first wounded thee. |
Richard II | R2 III.ii.7 | Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs. | Though Rebels wound thee with their Horses hoofes: |
Richard II | R2 III.ii.139 | Have felt the worst of death's destroying wound, | Haue felt the worst of Deaths destroying hand, |
Richard II | R2 III.ii.216 | That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue. | That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue. |
Richard II | R2 III.iii.44 | Rained from the wounds of slaughtered Englishmen; | Rayn'd from the wounds of slaughter'd Englishmen; |
Richard II | R2 III.iv.58 | Do wound the bark, the skin of our fruit trees, | And wound the Barke, the skin of our Fruit-trees, |
Richard II | R2 IV.i.278 | And made no deeper wounds? O, flattering glass, | And made no deeper Wounds? Oh flatt'ring Glasse, |
Richard II | R2 V.i.30 | And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage | And wounds the Earth, if nothing else, with rage |
Richard III | R3 I.ii.11 | Stabbed by the selfsame hand that made these wounds! | Stab'd by the selfesame hand that made these wounds. |
Richard III | R3 I.ii.55 | O gentlemen, see, see! Dead Henry's wounds | Oh Gentlemen, see, see dead Henries wounds, |
Richard III | R3 II.ii.125 | The new-healed wound of malice should break out, | The new-heal'd wound of Malice should breake out, |
Richard III | R3 V.iii.178 | Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds! | Giue me another Horse, bind vp my Wounds: |
Richard III | R3 V.v.39 | That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! | That would with Treason, wound this faire Lands peace. |
Richard III | R3 V.v.40 | Now civil wounds are stopped, peace lives again; | Now Ciuill wounds are stopp'd, Peace liues agen; |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ II.ii.1 | He jests at scars that never felt a wound. | He ieasts at Scarres that neuer felt a wound, |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ II.iii.46 | Where on a sudden one hath wounded me | Where on a sudden one hath wounded me, |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ II.iii.47 | That's by me wounded. Both our remedies | That's by me wounded: both our remedies |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.ii.52 | I saw the wound. I saw it with mine eyes – | I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes, |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.ii.56 | All in gore-blood. I swounded at the sight. | All in gore blood, I sounded at the sight- |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.ii.130 | Wash they his wounds with tears. Mine shall be spent, | Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shal be spent |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ IV.v.125 | ‘ When griping grief the heart doth wound, | When griping griefes the heart doth wound, |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS I.i.217 | Whose sudden sight hath thralled my wounded eye. | Whose sodaine sight hath thral'd my wounded eye. |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS V.ii.137 | To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor. | To wound thy Lord, thy King, thy Gouernour. |
The Tempest | Tem II.ii.13 | All wound with adders, who with cloven tongues | All wound with Adders, who with clouen tongues |
The Tempest | Tem III.iii.64 | Wound the loud winds, or with bemocked-at stabs | Wound the loud windes, or with bemockt-at-Stabs |
Timon of Athens | Tim III.v.67 | In the last conflict, and made plenteous wounds! | In the last Conflict, and made plenteous wounds? |
Timon of Athens | Tim III.v.96.1 | My wounds ache at you. | My wounds ake at you. |
Timon of Athens | Tim III.v.112 | Pours into captains' wounds? Banishment! | Powres into Captaines wounds? Banishment. |
Titus Andronicus | Tit I.i.317 | These words are razors to my wounded heart. | These words are Razors to my wounded hart. |
Titus Andronicus | Tit I.i.368 | And with these boys mine honour thou hast wounded. | And with these Boyes mine Honour thou hast wounded, |
Titus Andronicus | Tit II.iii.262 | Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound: | Now to the bottome dost thou search my wound, |
Titus Andronicus | Tit III.i.90 | That hath received some unrecuring wound. | That hath receiude some vnrecuring wound. |
Titus Andronicus | Tit III.i.91 | It was my dear, and he that wounded her | It was my Deare, / And he that wounded her, |
Titus Andronicus | Tit III.i.245 | Ah, that this sight should make so deep a wound | Ah that this sight should make so deep a wound, |
Titus Andronicus | Tit III.ii.15 | Wound it with sighing, girl, kill it with groans, | Wound it with sighing girle, kil it with grones: |
Titus Andronicus | Tit IV.ii.28 | That wound beyond their feeling to the quick. | That wound (beyond their feeling) to the quick: |
Titus Andronicus | Tit IV.iv.92 | When as the one is wounded with the bait, | When as the one is wounded with the baite, |
Titus Andronicus | Tit V.iii.86 | That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound. | That giues our Troy, our Rome the ciuill wound. |
Troilus and Cressida | TC II.ii.5 | Wounds, friends, and what else dear that is consumed | Wounds, friends, and what els deere that is consum'd |
Troilus and Cressida | TC II.ii.14 | Than Hector is. The wound of peace is surety, | Then Hector is: the wound of peace is surety, |
Troilus and Cressida | TC III.i.116 | Not that it wounds, | not that it wounds, |
Troilus and Cressida | TC III.i.119 | Yet that which seems the wound to kill | Yet that which seemes the wound to kill, |
Troilus and Cressida | TC III.iii.229 | Those wounds heal ill that men do give themselves. | Those wounds heale ill, that men doe giue themselues: |
Troilus and Cressida | TC IV.i.30 | With every joint a wound, and that tomorrow! | With euery ioynt a wound, and that to morrow. |
Troilus and Cressida | TC IV.v.244 | That I may give the local wound a name, | That I may giue the locall wound a name, |
Troilus and Cressida | TC V.i.11 | The surgeon's box, or the patient's wound. | The Surgeons box, or the Patients wound. |
Troilus and Cressida | TC V.iii.82 | Look how thy wounds do bleed at many vents! | Looke how thy wounds doth bleede at many vents: |
Troilus and Cressida | TC V.v.32 | Patroclus' wounds have roused his drowsy blood, | Patroclus wounds haue rouz'd his drowzie bloud, |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG I.ii.113 | And here is writ, love-wounded Proteus. | And here is writ, Loue wounded Protheus. |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG I.ii.114 | Poor wounded name, my bosom, as a bed, | Poore wounded name: my bosome, as a bed, |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG I.ii.115 | Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly healed; | Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly heal'd; |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG V.iv.71 | The private wound is deepest. O time most accursed! | The priuate wound is deepest: oh time, most accurst: |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK IV.ii.1 | Yet I may bind those wounds up, that must open | Yet I may binde those wounds up, that must open |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK V.iii.58 | And yet may Palamon wound Arcite to | And yet may Palamon wound Arcite to |
The Winter's Tale | WT V.ii.85 | attentiveness wounded his daughter; till, from one sign | attentiuenesse wounded his Daughter, till (from one signe |