Shakespeare's TempestMaynard, Merrill, 1882 - 138 страници |
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... Cell of Prospero . Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . Mira . If by your art , my dearest father , you have pitch , Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down boiling [ cheek , But that the sea ...
... Cell of Prospero . Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . Mira . If by your art , my dearest father , you have pitch , Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down boiling [ cheek , But that the sea ...
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... cell , And thy no greater father . Mira . More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts . Pro . ' Tis time I should inform thee further . Lend thy hand , And pluck my magic garment from me . — So : [ Lays down his mantle . Lie there ...
... cell , And thy no greater father . Mira . More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts . Pro . ' Tis time I should inform thee further . Lend thy hand , And pluck my magic garment from me . — So : [ Lays down his mantle . Lie there ...
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... cell ? [ not I do not think thou canst ; for then thou wast Out three years old . Mira . Certainly , sir , I can . Pro . By what ? by any other house or person ? Of anything the image tell me that Hath kept with thy remembrance . Mira ...
... cell ? [ not I do not think thou canst ; for then thou wast Out three years old . Mira . Certainly , sir , I can . Pro . By what ? by any other house or person ? Of anything the image tell me that Hath kept with thy remembrance . Mira ...
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... cell , till thou didst seek to The honor of my child . Abhorred slave , Which any print of goodness will not take , Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee , 350 360 Took pains to make thee speak , taught SC . II . 27 THE TEMPEST .
... cell , till thou didst seek to The honor of my child . Abhorred slave , Which any print of goodness will not take , Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee , 350 360 Took pains to make thee speak , taught SC . II . 27 THE TEMPEST .
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... master - Get a new man . Freedom , hey - day ! hey - day , freedom ! dom , hey - day , freedom ! 160 Free- 170 [ Exeunt . Ste . O brave monster ! lead the way . ΙΟ ACT III . SCENE I. - Before Prospero's Cell SC . II . 55 THE TEMPEST .
... master - Get a new man . Freedom , hey - day ! hey - day , freedom ! dom , hey - day , freedom ! 160 Free- 170 [ Exeunt . Ste . O brave monster ! lead the way . ΙΟ ACT III . SCENE I. - Before Prospero's Cell SC . II . 55 THE TEMPEST .
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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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Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 86 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.