Shakespeare's Comedy of The TempestDent, 1894 - 117 pages |
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Page viii
... never a Servant- monster i ' the Fayre , who can help it , he sayes ; nor a nest of Antiques ? Hee is loth to make nature afraid in his Playes , like those that beget Tales , Tempests , and such like Drolleries ! ' The Tempest , among ...
... never a Servant- monster i ' the Fayre , who can help it , he sayes ; nor a nest of Antiques ? Hee is loth to make nature afraid in his Playes , like those that beget Tales , Tempests , and such like Drolleries ! ' The Tempest , among ...
Page xi
... never seen a woman . ' Than this version , ' observes Mr Furness , ' there is , I think , in the realm of literature , no more flagrant existence of lese - majesty ' ( cp . Variorum Tempest , pp . 389-449 ) . In 1797 F. G. Waldron ...
... never seen a woman . ' Than this version , ' observes Mr Furness , ' there is , I think , in the realm of literature , no more flagrant existence of lese - majesty ' ( cp . Variorum Tempest , pp . 389-449 ) . In 1797 F. G. Waldron ...
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... never meddle with my thoughts . I should inform thee farther . Lend thy hand , And pluck my magic garment from me . - So : 20 [ Lays down his mantle . Lie there , my art . Wipe thou thine eyes ; have comfort . The direful spectacle of ...
... never meddle with my thoughts . I should inform thee farther . Lend thy hand , And pluck my magic garment from me . - So : 20 [ Lays down his mantle . Lie there , my art . Wipe thou thine eyes ; have comfort . The direful spectacle of ...
Page 20
... never Yields us kind answer . " Tis a villain , sir , But , as ' tis , I do not love to look on . We cannot miss him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood , and serves in offices That profit us . What , ho ! slave ! Caliban ! Thou ...
... never Yields us kind answer . " Tis a villain , sir , But , as ' tis , I do not love to look on . We cannot miss him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood , and serves in offices That profit us . What , ho ! slave ! Caliban ! Thou ...
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... never since at ebb , beheld The king my father wreck'd . Alack , for mercy ! Fer . Yes , faith , and all his lords ; the Duke of Milan Pros . And his brave son being twain . And his more braver daughter could control thee , [ Aside ] ...
... never since at ebb , beheld The king my father wreck'd . Alack , for mercy ! Fer . Yes , faith , and all his lords ; the Duke of Milan Pros . And his brave son being twain . And his more braver daughter could control thee , [ Aside ] ...
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allusion Alon Alonso Antonio awake beat Boats Boatswain bottle brave bring brother burthen camest Carthage cell Ceres charm daughter dear devil doth drowned Duke of Milan dukedom e'er Enter Ariel Exeunt Exit eyes father Ferdinand fish folios fool foul garments give Gonzalo grace hang Hark Hast thou hath hear heavens hither honour island isle Juno King of Naples lord master Miranda monster moon-calf nymphs o'er PAPHOS peony pioned play pray prithee Pros Prospero's cell queen Re-enter Ariel remember roar SCAMELS Scene scurvy Sebastian Setebos Shakespeare shore sing sleep speak spirit Stephano strange swear sweet Sycorax tell Tempest thee There's thine thing thou art thou beest thou canst thou didst thou dost thou hast Thou liest thou shalt thunder thyself Trin Trinculo Tunis TWINK wench widow Dido Wilt yare
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Page 108 - 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 relieved 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 50 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page 7 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Page 94 - 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 16 - Know thus far forth. — By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Now, my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star ; whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes "Will ever after droop.
Page 6 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, any thing: The wills above be done! but I •would fain die a dry death.
Page 40 - 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.
Page 93 - I here abjure, and, when I have required 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 84 - You do look, my son, in a moved sort, As if you were dismay'd : be cheerful, sir : Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air...
Page 95 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.