Pangrams in ShakespeareHere are the shortest pangrams from various works of Shakespeare. The first occurrence of each letter is highlighted.
The Merchant of Venice
LORENZO: Hold here, take this: tell gentle Jessica(157 letters)
I will not fail her; speak it privately.
Will you prepare you for this masque tonight?
I am provided of a torch-bearer.
The Life and Death of King John
[BASTARD]: Grandam, I will pray,(173 letters)
If ever I remember to be holy,
For your fair safety; so, I kiss your hand.
ELINOR: Farewell, gentle cousin.
KING: JOHN Coz, farewell.
Exit the BASTARD
QUEEN ELINOR: Come hither, little kinsman; hark, a word.
Troilus and Cressida
AJAX: Thou, trumpet, there's my purse.(190 letters)
Now crack thy lungs, and split thy brazen pipe:
Blow, villain, till thy sphered bias cheek
Outswell the colic of puff'd Aquilon:
Come, stretch thy chest and let thy eyes spout blood;
Thou blow'st for Hector.
The Life of King Henry the Fifth
KATHARINE: Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez: ma foi, je ne veux point que vous abaissiez votre grandeur en baisant la main d'une de votre seigeurie indigne serviteur; excusez-moi, je vous supplie, mon tres-puissant seigneur.(220 letters)
KING HENRY V: Then I will kiss your lips, Kate.
IACHIMO: Some dozen Romans of us and your lord--(302 letters)
The best feather of our wing--have mingled sums
To buy a present for the emperor
Which I, the factor for the rest, have done
In France: 'tis plate of rare device, and jewels
f rich and exquisite form; their values great;
And I am something curious, being strange,
To have them in safe stowage: may it please you
To take them in protection?
Pericles, Prince of Tyre
Exeunt SCENE III. Tarsus. A room in CLEON's house. Enter CLEON and DIONYZA(341 letters)
DIONYZA: Why, are you foolish? Can it be undone?
CLEON: O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon!
DIONYZA: I think You'll turn a child again.
CLEON: Were I chief lord of all this spacious world,
I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady,
Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess
To equal any single crown o' the earth
I' the justice of compare!
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,(455 letters)
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
For then my thoughts (from far where I abide)
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see:
Save that my soul's imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
Lo, thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind,
For thee, and for myself, no quiet find.
The Comedy of Errors
At length the sun, gazing upon the earth,(603 letters)
Dispersed those vapours that offended us;
And by the benefit of his wished light,
The seas wax'd calm, and we discovered
Two ships from far making amain to us,
Of Corinth that, of Epidaurus this:
But ere they came,--O, let me say no more!
Gather the sequel by that went before.
DUKE SOLINUS: Nay, forward, old man; do not break off so;
For we may pity, though not pardon thee.
AEGEON: O, had the gods done so, I had not now
Worthily term'd them merciless to us!
For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues,
We were encounterd by a mighty rock;
Which being violently borne upon,
Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst;
So that, in this unjust divorce of us,
Fortune had left to both of us alike
What to delight in, what to sorrow for.
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