| William Shakespeare - 2001 - 436 страници
...bedimmed The noontide sun, called forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder...and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-based promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up The pine and cedar: graves at... | |
| 1984 - 476 страници
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| 2001 - 210 страници
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| Leslie O'Dell - 2002 - 442 страници
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| Jennifer Mulherin, Abigail Frost - 2001 - 38 страници
...old sorcerer swears to give up magic, after one more spell. The magician retires I have bedimm'd Thc noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And...green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread-rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd... | |
| Ian Davies, Ian Gregory, Nicholas McGuinn - 2002 - 202 страници
...climax in Act V, Prospero recounts his powers in language more suited to a god than a human being: I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the...pluck'd up The pine and cedar: graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent Art. (The Tempest, VL 41-50) Figures... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2002 - 332 страници
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| Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - 428 страници
...he do? He says, in his speech to the "elves of hills" and "demi-puppets" that with their help he has bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous...and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1909 - 92 страници
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| G. Wilsin Knight - 2002 - 368 страници
...midnight mushrooms; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the...green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread-rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based... | |
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