| 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 | 2.1.249-267 | I know a bank | first cock crow. |
| A Midsummer Night’s Dream | Helena | 3.2.145-161 | 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? |
| Antony and Cleopatra | Cleopatra | 5.2.280-298 | Give me my robe | leave taking |
| As You Like It | Duke Senior | 2.1.1-17 | Now my co-mates | in everything. |
| As You Like It | Phebe | 3.5.8-27 | I would not be thy executioner | That can do hurt. |
| The Comedy of Errors | Adriana | 2.1.86-100 | His company must do | I am but his stale. |
| Coriolanus | Volumnia | 3.2.52-69 | Because that now | that want might ruin. |
| Coriolanus | Coriolanus | 3.3.120-135 | You common cry | a world elsewhere. |
| Cymbeline | Imogen | 1.6.141-155 | Away. I do condemn | What ho, Pisanio! |
| Cymbeline | Posthumus | 5.5.210-228 | Ay, so thou dost | Imogen, Imogen! |
| Hamlet | Claudius | 3.3.36-55 | O, my offense is rank | own ambition and my queen. |
| Hamlet | Hamlet | 3.3.73-93 | Now might I do it | kick at heaven |
| Hamlet | Gertrude | 4.7.165-182 | There is a willow grows | to muddy death. |
| 1 Henry IV | King | 1.1.78-95 | Yea, there thou | Mordake Earl of Fife. |
| 1 Henry IV | Falstaff | 2.4.472-487 | But to say | all the world. |
| 2 Henry IV | Rumour | Induction | Open your ears; | can play upon it. |
| Henry V | Hostess | 2.3.9-27 | Nay sure, he’s not in hell; | as cold as any stone. |
| 1 Henry VI | Joan de Pucelle | 1.2.72-90 | Dauphin, I am by birth | that I exceed my sex. |
| 2 Henry VI | Queen Margaret | 3.2.74-93 | What, dost thou turn | office unto thee: |
| 3 Henry VI | Son | 2.5.55-72 | Ill blows the wind | have flow’d their fill. |
| Julius Caesar | Portia | 2.1.237-256 | Y’have ungently, Brutus | with your cause of grief. |
| Julius Caesar | Caesar | 3.1.58-73 | I could be well mov’d | do remain to keep him so. |
| King John | Constance | 3.4.44-60 | Thou art not holy | of each calamity. |
| King John | Hubert | 4.2.185-202 | Old men and beldams | talks of Arthur’s death. |
| King Lear | King Lear | 1.4.271-285 | Hear, nature, hear | a thankless child! Away, away! |
| Love’s Labour’s Lost | Berowne | 5.2.315-334 | This fellow pecks | honey-tongued Boyet. |
| Love’s Labour’s Lost | Rosalind | 5.2.830-843 | Oft have I heard | impotent to smile |
| Macbeth | Lady Macbeth | 1.5.38-58 | The raven himself is hoarse | in the instant |
| Measure for Measure | Angelo | 2.4.155-171 | Who will believe thee | o’erweighs your true. |
| Measure for Measure | Isabella | 2.4.172-188 | To whom should I complain | his soul’s rest. |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | Falstaff | 3.5.3-18 | Go fetch me | a mountain of mummy. |
| Much Ado About Nothing | Benedick | 2.3.19-38 | He was wont | in the arbour. |
| Othello | Roderigo | 1.1.121-140 | If’t be your pleasure | for thus deluding you. |
| Othello | Emilia | 4.3.88-105 | But I do think | instruct us so. |
| Othello | Othello | 5.2.336-354 | Soft you | smote him thus. |
| Richard III | Lady Anne | 1.2.50-67 | Foul devil | arm hath butchered |
| Romeo and Juliet | Prince | 1.1.75-91 | Rebellious subjects | the forefeit of the peace. |
| Romeo and Juliet | Juliet | 2.5.1-20 | The clock struck nine | send thy man away. |
| Romeo and Juliet | Romeo | 5.3.102-122 | Ah, dear Juliet | thus with a kiss I die. |
| The Merchant of Venice | Shylock | 1.3.108-126 | You call me misbeliever | thus much moneys? |
| The Merchant of Venice | Portia | 4.1.184-202 | The quality of mercy | the deeds of mercy. |
| The Taming of the Shrew | Petruchio | 4.1.180-199 | My falcon now | headstrong humor. |
| The Taming of the Shrew | Katharina | 5.2.162-180 | I am ashamed | do him ease. |
| The Tempest | Caliban | 1.2.330-344 | I must eat my dinner | the rest o’the island. |
| The Tempest | Prospero | 5.Epilogue | Now my charms | set me free. |
| The Two Gentlemen of Verona | Julia | 1.2.105-122 | O hateful hands | into the raging sea. |
| The Two Gentlemen of Verona | Proteus | 2.4.187-205 | Even as one heat | my reason’s light; |
| 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 | I should fear to die? |
| Titus Andronicus | Tamora | 1.1.104-120 | Stay, Roman bretheren! | my first-born son! |
| Titus Andronicus | Aaron | 5.1.125-144 | Even now I curse the day | do ten thousand more. |
| Troilus and Cressida | Troilus | 1.1.48-63 | O Pandarus! | the knife that made it. |
| Troilus and Cressida | Cressida | 3.2.114-130 | Hard to seem won | Stop my mouth! |
| Twelfth Night | Viola | 2.2.16-35 | 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. |