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>>> import nltk
>>> nltk.corpus.gutenberg.fileids()
['austen-emma.txt', 'austen-persuasion.txt', 'austen-sense.txt', 'bible-kjv.txt', 'blake-poems.txt',
'bryant-stories.txt', 'burgess-busterbrown.txt', 'carroll-alice.txt', 'chesterton-ball.txt', 'chesterton-
brown.txt', 'chesterton-thursday.txt', 'edgeworth-parents.txt', 'melville-moby_dick.txt', 'milton-
paradise.txt', 'shakespeare-caesar.txt', 'shakespeare-hamlet.txt', 'shakespeare-macbeth.txt',
'whitman-leaves.txt']
>>> hamlet = nltk.corpus.gutenberg.words("shakespeare-hamlet.txt")
>>> len(hamlet)
37360
>>> hamlet = nltk.Text(nltk.corpus.gutenberg.words("shakespeare-hamlet.txt"))
>>> hamlet.concordance("ghost")
Displaying 21 of 21 matches:
. Peace , breake thee of : Enter the Ghost . Looke where it comes againe Barn .
: I Charge thee , speake . Exit the Ghost . Mar . ' Tis gone , and will not an
ast , and Romage in the Land . Enter Ghost againe . But soft , behold : Loe , w
' Tis heere Mar . ' Tis gone . Exit Ghost . We do it wrong , being so Maiestic
breach , then the obseruance . Enter Ghost . Hor . Looke my Lord , it comes Ham
s ? wherefore ? what should we doe ? Ghost beckens Hamlet . Hor . It beckons yo
Gentlemen : By Heau ' n , Ile make a Ghost of him that lets me : I say away , g
goe on , Ile follow thee . Exeunt . Ghost & Hamlet . Hor . He waxes desperate
let ' s follow him . Exeunt . Enter Ghost and Hamlet . Ham . Where wilt thou l
render vp my selfe Ham . Alas poore Ghost Gho . Pitty me not , but lend thy se
t vnnaturall Murther Ham . Murther ? Ghost . Murther most foule , as in the bes
s of Loue , May sweepe to my Reuenge Ghost . I finde thee apt , And duller shou
my Propheticke soule : mine Vncle ? Ghost . I that incestuous , that adulterat
vp : Remember thee ? I , thou poore Ghost , while memory holds a seate In this
an arrant knaue Hor . There needs no Ghost my Lord , come from the Graue , to t
this Vision heere : It is an honest Ghost , that let me tell you : For your de
pon my sword , Indeed Gho . Sweare . Ghost cries vnder the Stage . Ham . Ah ha
