Shakespeare's Comedy of The TempestDent, 1894 - 117 pages |
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... ( cp . Variorum Tempest , pp . 389-449 ) . In 1797 F. G. Waldron published The Virgin Queen , attempted as a sequel to Shakespeare's Tempest . ' DRAMATIS PERSONÆ . ALONSO , King of Naples . SEBASTIAN xi The Tempest Preface .
... ( cp . Variorum Tempest , pp . 389-449 ) . In 1797 F. G. Waldron published The Virgin Queen , attempted as a sequel to Shakespeare's Tempest . ' DRAMATIS PERSONÆ . ALONSO , King of Naples . SEBASTIAN xi The Tempest Preface .
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... not gone forth , I'll make you The queen of Naples . Soft , sir ! one word more . [ Aside ] They are both in either's powers : but this swift business 450 Fer . I must uneasy make , lest too light 27 The Tempest Act I. Sc . ii .
... not gone forth , I'll make you The queen of Naples . Soft , sir ! one word more . [ Aside ] They are both in either's powers : but this swift business 450 Fer . I must uneasy make , lest too light 27 The Tempest Act I. Sc . ii .
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... queen . Gon . Not since widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ! a pox o ' that ! How came that widow in widow Dido ! Seb . What if he had said widower Æneas ' too ? Good Lord , how you take it ! Adr . Widow Dido ' said you ? you make me study ...
... queen . Gon . Not since widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ! a pox o ' that ! How came that widow in widow Dido ! Seb . What if he had said widower Æneas ' too ? Good Lord , how you take it ! Adr . Widow Dido ' said you ? you make me study ...
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... queen . Ant . And the rarest that e'er came there . Seb . Bate , I beseech you , widow Dido . Ant . O , widow Dido ! ay , widow Dido . Gon . Is not , sir , my doublet as fresh as the first day I wore it ? I mean , in a sort . Ant . That ...
... queen . Ant . And the rarest that e'er came there . Seb . Bate , I beseech you , widow Dido . Ant . O , widow Dido ! ay , widow Dido . Gon . Is not , sir , my doublet as fresh as the first day I wore it ? I mean , in a sort . Ant . That ...
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... d ? Seb . He's gone . Ant . Then , tell me , Who's the next heir of Naples ? Seb . Claribel . Ant . She that is queen of Tunis ; she that dwells Seb . Ant . Ten leagues beyond man's life ; 42 Act II . Sc . i . The Tempest.
... d ? Seb . He's gone . Ant . Then , tell me , Who's the next heir of Naples ? Seb . Claribel . Ant . She that is queen of Tunis ; she that dwells Seb . Ant . Ten leagues beyond man's life ; 42 Act II . Sc . i . The Tempest.
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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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