10 plays 10 clues

Hamlet

III:iv

Speaking Character: HAMLET

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.

That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,

Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, 11

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.

That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,

Of habits devil, is angel yet in this,

As You Like It

II:vii

Speaking Character: Jacques

All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts, 18

(Wherein we play in.) All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,

Comedy of Errors

III:ii

Antipholus of Syracuse

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit,
Smother’d in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
The folded meaning of your words’ deceit.

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit,
Smother’d in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
The folded meaning of your words‘ deceit.

King Lear

III:iv

Speaking Character: LEAR

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? 4

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? (O, I have ta’en)

Julius Caesar

I:ii

CASSIUS:

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
But in ourselves, that we are underlings. 7

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

Antony & Cleopatra

I:i

MARK ANTONY:

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall! here is my space.

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space.

Macbeth

I:iii

Macbeth:

So foul and fair a day I have not seen. 3

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

Titus Adronicus

I:i

Speaking Character: MARCUS ADRONICUS

A nobler man, a braver warrior,

Lives not this day within the city walls:

He by the senate is accit’d home

From weary wars against the barbarous Goths. 7

A nobler man, a braver warrior,

Lives not this day within the city walls:

He by the senate is accit’d home

From weary wars against the barbarous Goths.

Othello

II:iii

IAGO:

How poor are they that have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Thou know’st we work by wit and not by witchcraft;

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does’t not go well? 3

How poor are they that have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Thou know’st we work by wit and not by witchcraft;

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does’t not go well? (Cassio has beaten thee.)

Romeo & Juliet

II:iv

JULIET:

Parting is such sweet sorrow 2

(Good Night! Good Night!) Parting is such sweet sorrow

H

Hamlet

III:iv

Speaking Character: HAMLET

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.

That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,

Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, 11

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.

That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,

Of habits devil, is angel yet in this,

A

As You Like It

II:vii

Speaking Character: Jacques

All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts, 18

(Wherein we play in.) All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,

C

Comedy of Errors

III:ii

Antipholus of Syracuse

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit,
Smother’d in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
The folded meaning of your words’ deceit.

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit,
Smother’d in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
The folded meaning of your words‘ deceit.

K

King Lear

III:iv

Speaking Character: LEAR

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? 4

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? (O, I have ta’en)

J

Julius Caesar

I:ii

CASSIUS:

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
But in ourselves, that we are underlings. 7

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

A

Antony & Cleopatra

I:i

MARK ANTONY:

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall! here is my space.

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space.

M

Macbeth

I:iii

Macbeth:

So foul and fair a day I have not seen. 3

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

T

Titus Adronicus

I:i

Speaking Character: MARCUS ADRONICUS

A nobler man, a braver warrior,

Lives not this day within the city walls:

He by the senate is accit’d home

From weary wars against the barbarous Goths. 7

A nobler man, a braver warrior,

Lives not this day within the city walls:

He by the senate is accit’d home

From weary wars against the barbarous Goths.

O

Othello

II:iii

IAGO:

How poor are they that have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Thou know’st we work by wit and not by witchcraft;

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does’t not go well? 3

How poor are they that have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Thou know’st we work by wit and not by witchcraft;

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does’t not go well? (Cassio has beaten thee.)

R

Romeo & Juliet

II:iv

JULIET:

Parting is such sweet sorrow 2

(Good Night! Good Night!) Parting is such sweet sorrow

Full TitleColloquially Known AsMr. Robot naming conventions.
HThe Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of DenmarkHamletIII:iv3.3_Ham1et
AAs You Like itAs You Like ItII:vii2.6_As-y0u-1ike-it
CThe Comedy of ErrorsComedy of ErrorsIII:ii3.1_err0rs.Comedy
KThe Tragedy of King LearKing LearIII:iv3.3_K1ng-l3ar
JThe Tragedy of Julius CaesarJulius CaesarI:ii1.1_Ju1ius-ca3sar
AThe Tragedy of Antony and CleopatraAntony & CleopatraI:i1.0_Ant0ny+c1eopatra
MThe Tragedy of MacbethMacbethI:iii1.2_Macb3th
TThe Lamentable Tragedy of Titus AndronicusTitus AndronicusI:i1.0_T1tus_adr0nicus
OThe Tragedy of Othello, the Moor of VeniceOthelloII:iii2.2_Othell0
RThe Most Excellent and Lamentable Tragedy of Romeo and JulietRomeo & JulietII:ii2.1_R0meo+ju1iet

Assume a virtue if you have it not.

That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat

Of habits e(vi)l, is angel yet in this

All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players.

They have their exits and their entrances,

And one man in his time plays many parts,

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak.

Lay open to my earthy gross conceit,

Smothered in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,

The folded meaning of your words’ deceit.

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,

That bid the pelting of this pit(i)less storm,

How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides

Your looped and windowed raggedness defend you  

From seasons such as these? O, I have ta’en

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,

But in ourselves, that we are underlings

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch

Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space.

So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

A nobler man, a braver warrior

Lives not this day within the city walls.

He by the Senate is accited home

From weary wars against the barb(a)rous Goths,

How poor are they that have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Thou know’st we work by wit and not by witchcraft,

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does’t not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,

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