Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
All's Well That Ends Well | AW IV.i.89 | We have caught the woodcock and will keep him muffled | We haue caught the woodcocke, and will keepe him mufled |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC II.iii.37 | His cocks do win the battle still of mine | His Cocks do winne the Battaile, still of mine, |
As You Like It | AYL II.vii.91 | Of what kind should this cock come of? | Of what kinde should this Cocke come of? |
As You Like It | AYL IV.i.139 | of thee than a Barbary cock-pigeon over his hen, more | of thee, then a Barbary cocke-pidgeon ouer his hen, more |
The Comedy of Errors | CE IV.iii.80 | ‘ Fly pride,’ says the peacock. Mistress, that you know. | Flie pride saies the Pea-cocke, Mistris that you know. |
Coriolanus | Cor III.i.70 | The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition, | The Cockle of Rebellion, Insolence, Sedition, |
Cymbeline | Cym II.i.21 | must go up and down like a cock, that nobody can | must go vp and downe like a Cock, that no body can |
Cymbeline | Cym II.i.23 | You are cock and capon too, and you | You are Cocke and Capon too, and you |
Cymbeline | Cym II.i.24 | crow, cock, with your comb on. | crow Cock, with your combe on. |
Hamlet | Ham I.i.140 | The cock crows | |
Hamlet | Ham I.i.148 | It was about to speak when the cock crew. | It was about to speake, when the Cocke crew. |
Hamlet | Ham I.i.151 | The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, | The Cocke that is the Trumpet to the day, |
Hamlet | Ham I.i.158 | It faded on the crowing of the cock. | It faded on the crowing of the Cocke. |
Hamlet | Ham I.ii.218 | But even then the morning cock crew loud, | But euen then, the Morning Cocke crew lowd; |
Hamlet | Ham I.iii.115 | Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know, | I, Springes to catch Woodcocks. I doe know |
Hamlet | Ham III.ii.293 | A very, very – peacock. | A verie verie Paiocke. |
Hamlet | Ham IV.v.25 | By his cockle hat and staff, | By his Cockle hat and staffe, |
Hamlet | Ham IV.v.62 | By Cock, they are to blame. | By Cocke they are too blame. |
Hamlet | Ham V.ii.300 | Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osrick. | Why as a Woodcocke / To mine Sprindge, Osricke, |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.i.19 | since the first cock. | since the first Cocke. |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.i.87 | We steal as in a castle, cock-sure. We have the receipt | We steale as in a Castle, cocksure: we haue the receit |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 V.i.1 | By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away tonight. | By Cocke and Pye, you shall not away to night. |
Henry V | H5 I.chorus.11 | So great an object. Can this cockpit hold | So great an Obiect. Can this Cock-Pit hold |
Henry V | H5 II.i.49 | For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up, | for I can take, and Pistols cocke is vp, |
Henry V | H5 III.ii.25 | Good bawcock, bate thy rage! Use lenity, sweet chuck! | Good Bawcock bate thy Rage: vse lenitie sweet Chuck. |
Henry V | H5 IV.chorus.15 | The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll, | The Countrey Cocks doe crow, the Clocks doe towle: |
Henry V | H5 IV.i.44 | The King's a bawcock, and a heart of gold, | The King's a Bawcock, and a Heart of Gold, |
Henry V | H5 IV.i.196 | peacock's feather. You'll never trust his word after! Come, | Peacocks feather: You'le neuer trust his word after; come, |
Henry V | H5 V.i.14 | Why, here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock. | Why heere hee comes, swelling like a Turky-cock. |
Henry V | H5 V.i.15 | 'Tis no matter for his swellings nor his turkey-cocks. | 'Tis no matter for his swellings, nor his Turky-cocks. |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 III.iii.6 | And like a peacock sweep along his tail; | And like a Peacock sweepe along his tayle, |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 I.iv.61 | Ay, ay, so strives the woodcock with the gin. | I, I, so striues the Woodcocke with the Gynne. |
King Edward III | E3 III.iv.114 | No lovesick cockney, nor his soldiers jades. | No loue sicke cockney, nor his souldiers iades, |
King John | KJ V.i.70 | A cockered silken wanton, brave our fields | A cockred-silken wanton braue our fields, |
King Lear | KL II.iv.117 | Cry to it, nuncle, as the cockney did to the eels | Cry to it Nunckle, as the Cockney did to the Eeles, |
King Lear | KL III.ii.3 | Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks! | Till you haue drench'd our Steeples, drown the Cockes. |
King Lear | KL III.iv.73 | Pillicock sat on Pillicock Hill. | Pillicock sat on Pillicock hill, |
King Lear | KL III.iv.111 | at curfew and walks till the first cock. He gives the web | at Curfew, and walkes at first Cocke: Hee giues the Web |
King Lear | KL IV.vi.19 | Diminished to her cock; her cock, a buoy | Diminish'd to her Cocke: her Cocke, a Buoy |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.96 | What vane? What weathercock? Did you ever hear better? | What veine? What Wethercocke? Did you euer heare better? |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.iii.80 | Dumaine transformed! Four woodcocks in a dish! | Dumaine transform'd, foure Woodcocks in a dish. |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.iii.314 | Than are the tender horns of cockled snails. | Then are the tender hornes of Cockled Snayles. |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.iii.359.2 | Sowed cockle reaped no corn, | sowed Cockell, reap'd no Corne, |
Macbeth | Mac II.iii.23 | cock; and drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things. | Cock: And Drinke, Sir, is a great prouoker of three things. |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW I.i.283 | By cock and pie, you shall not choose, sir! Come, | By cocke and pie, you shall not choose, Sir: come, |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW III.ii.16 | Where had you this pretty weathercock? | Where had you this pretty weather-cocke? |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND II.i.267 | And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow. | And looke thou meet me ere the first Cocke crow. |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND III.i.118 | (sings) The ousel cock so black of hue, | The Woosell cocke, so blacke of hew, |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND III.i.161 | Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, | Feede him with Apricocks, and Dewberries, |
Much Ado About Nothing | MA V.i.152 | woodcock too? | wood-cocke too? |
Pericles | Per IV.iv.2 | Sail seas in cockles, have and wish but for't, | Saile seas in Cockles, haue and wish but fort, |
Richard II | R2 III.iv.29 | Go, bind thou up young dangling apricocks | Goe binde thou vp yond dangling Apricocks, |
Richard III | R3 IV.i.54 | A cockatrice hast thou hatched to the world, | A Cockatrice hast thou hatcht to the World, |
Richard III | R3 V.iii.70 | Much about cockshut-time, from troop to troop | Much about Cockshut time, from Troope to Troope |
Richard III | R3 V.iii.210 | Ratcliffe, my lord, 'tis I. The early village cock | Ratcliffe my Lord, 'tis I: the early Village Cock |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ I.iii.54 | A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone, | a bumpe as big as a young Cockrels stone? |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ I.v.81 | You will set cock-a-hoop! You'll be the man! | You will set cocke a hoope, youle be the man. |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.ii.47 | Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. | Then the death-darting eye of Cockatrice, |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ IV.iv.3 | Come, stir, stir, stir! The second cock hath crowed. | Come, stir, stir, stir, The second Cocke hath Crow'd, |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS I.ii.158 | O this woodcock, what an ass it is! | Oh this Woodcocke, what an Asse it is. |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS II.i.224 | A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. | A comblesse Cocke, so Kate will be my Hen. |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS II.i.225 | No cock of mine, you crow too like a craven. | No Cocke of mine, you crow too like a crauen |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS II.i.306 | A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew. | A meacocke wretch can make the curstest shrew: |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS IV.i.105 | not – Cock's passion, silence! I hear my master. | not--- Cockes passion, silence, I heare my master. |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS IV.iii.66 | Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, | Why 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, |
The Tempest | Tem I.ii.387 | Cry cock-a-diddle-dow! | cry cockadidle-dowe. |
The Tempest | Tem II.i.32 | The old cock. | The old Cocke. |
The Tempest | Tem II.i.33 | The cockerel. | The Cockrell. |
The Tempest | Tem IV.i.74 | To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain. | To come, and sport: here Peacocks flye amaine: |
Timon of Athens | Tim II.ii.167 | I have retired me to a wasteful cock | I haue retyr'd me to a wastefull cocke, |
Troilus and Cressida | TC III.iii.251 | Why, he stalks up and down like a peacock, a | Why he stalkes vp and downe like a Peacock, a |
Twelfth Night | TN II.v.30 | O, peace! Contemplation makes a rare turkey-cock | Oh peace: Contemplation makes a rare Turkey Cocke |
Twelfth Night | TN II.v.83 | Now is the woodcock near the gin. | Now is the Woodcocke neere the gin. |
Twelfth Night | TN III.iv.112 | Why, how now, my bawcock? How dost thou, | Why how now my bawcock? how dost yu |
Twelfth Night | TN III.iv.192 | will kill one another by the look, like cockatrices. | wil kill one another by the looke, like Cockatrices. |
Twelfth Night | TN IV.i.14 | cockney. I prithee now, ungird thy strangeness, and | Cockney: I prethee now vngird thy strangenes, and |
Twelfth Night | TN IV.ii.58 | thy wits, and fear to kill a woodcock lest thou dispossess | thy wits, and feare to kill a Woodcocke, lest thou dis-possesse |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG II.i.25 | wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you | wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cocke; when you |
The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG II.i.129 | As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple! | As a nose on a mans face, or a Wethercocke on a steeple: |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK II.i.292 | Yon little tree, yon blooming apricot; | Yon little Tree, yon blooming Apricocke; |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK III.iv.14 | A carrack of a cockleshell, and sail | A Carecke of a Cockle shell, and sayle |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK IV.i.112 | For I must lose my maidenhead by cocklight; | For I must loose my Maydenhead by cocklight |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK IV.i.130 | Close as a cockle; and all these must be boys – | Close as a Cockle; and all these must be Boyes, |
The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.121 | Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast smutched thy nose? | Why that's my Bawcock: what? has't smutch'd thy Nose? |
The Winter's Tale | WT IV.iii.34 | If the springe hold, the cock's mine. | If the sprindge hold, the Cocke's mine. |
The Winter's Tale | WT IV.iv.739 | None, sir; I have no pheasant, cock nor hen. | None, Sir: I haue no Pheazant Cock, nor Hen. |