Shakespeare's TempestMaynard, Merrill, 1882 - 138 pages |
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... fear you have done yourself some wrong : a [ ungently ? This Mira . [ aside . ] Why speaks my father so Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father To be inclined my way ! Fer . O , if a ...
... fear you have done yourself some wrong : a [ ungently ? This Mira . [ aside . ] Why speaks my father so Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father To be inclined my way ! Fer . O , if a ...
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... fear , forever : Milan and Naples have More widows in them of this business ' making Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's Your own . A lon . Gon . So is the dearest o ' the loss . My lord Sebastian , 130 The truth you speak ...
... fear , forever : Milan and Naples have More widows in them of this business ' making Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's Your own . A lon . Gon . So is the dearest o ' the loss . My lord Sebastian , 130 The truth you speak ...
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... fear or sloth . Seb . Pr'ythee , say on : The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim 220 A matter from thee ; and a birth , indeed , Which throes thee much to yield . 230 Ant . Thus , sir : Although this lord of weak remembrance , this ...
... fear or sloth . Seb . Pr'ythee , say on : The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim 220 A matter from thee ; and a birth , indeed , Which throes thee much to yield . 230 Ant . Thus , sir : Although this lord of weak remembrance , this ...
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... storm overblown ? I hid me under the dead moon - calf's gaberdine , for fear of the storm . 100 And art thou living , Stephano ? O Stephano , two Neapolitans ' scaped ! Ste . Pr'ythee , do not turn me about ; 52 ACT II . THE TEMPEST.
... storm overblown ? I hid me under the dead moon - calf's gaberdine , for fear of the storm . 100 And art thou living , Stephano ? O Stephano , two Neapolitans ' scaped ! Ste . Pr'ythee , do not turn me about ; 52 ACT II . THE TEMPEST.
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... fear . When we were boys , [ taineers Who would believe that there were moun- Dew - lapp'd like bulls , whose throats had hanging at them [ men Wallets of flesh ; or that there were such Whose heads stood in their breasts ? which now we ...
... fear . When we were boys , [ taineers Who would believe that there were moun- Dew - lapp'd like bulls , whose throats had hanging at them [ men Wallets of flesh ; or that there were such Whose heads stood in their breasts ? which now we ...
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Abbott adjective Alon ALONSO ANTONIO beat blank verse Boatswain brave brother Caliban Carthage cell Ceres charm Chough dative daughter devil Dido Discase doth doublet drowned Duke of Milan dukedom e'er earth English Enter ARIEL Exeunt Exit eyes father Ferdinand fish foul give Gonzalo grace Hark hath heart heavens Hence hests hither in't instance island isle Julius Cæsar kind king king of Naples live lord Mailing price master meaning Merchant Mira Miranda monster Naples noun nymphs o'er phrases play pr'ythee pray Prospero queen Re-enter ARIEL remember SCENE SEBASTIAN sense Shake Shakespeare ship sleep speak spirit Stephano strange Sycorax syllables Tempest thee There's thine thing thou art thou beest thou didst thou dost thou hast thou shalt Trin Trinculo Tunis verb Winter's Tale word in Shakespeare yare
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Page 86 - Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.
Page 28 - ... would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Page 58 - Admired Miranda ! Indeed the top of admiration ! worth What's dearest to the world ! Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed And put it to the foil : but you, O you, So perfect and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best ! Mir.
Page 86 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Page 87 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Page 29 - Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Burden, Ding-dong. Hark ! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Page 40 - V the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty: — 150 Seb.
Page 85 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Page 98 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please : Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so, that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Page 41 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.