The TempestGinn & Company, 1888 |
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... hither . Mira . O , my heart bleeds To think o ' the teen 15 that I have turn'd you to , 11 Abysm is an old form of abyss ; from the old French abisme . 12 " If thou remember'st aught ere thou camest here , thou mayst also remember how ...
... hither . Mira . O , my heart bleeds To think o ' the teen 15 that I have turn'd you to , 11 Abysm is an old form of abyss ; from the old French abisme . 12 " If thou remember'st aught ere thou camest here , thou mayst also remember how ...
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... hither brought , And here was left by th ' sailors . Thou , my slave , As thou report'st thyself , wast then her servant ; And , for 71 thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands , Refusing her grand hests ...
... hither brought , And here was left by th ' sailors . Thou , my slave , As thou report'st thyself , wast then her servant ; And , for 71 thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands , Refusing her grand hests ...
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... : Be subject to no sight but mine ; invisible To every eyeball else . Go take this shape , 74 Correspondent for responsive ; that is , obedient , or submissive . And hither come in't : hence , with diligence ! 64 THE TEMPEST . АСГ 1 .
... : Be subject to no sight but mine ; invisible To every eyeball else . Go take this shape , 74 Correspondent for responsive ; that is , obedient , or submissive . And hither come in't : hence , with diligence ! 64 THE TEMPEST . АСГ 1 .
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William Shakespeare. And hither come in't : hence , with diligence ! · - Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! [ Exit ARIEL . Mira . [ Waking . ] The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pros . Shake it ...
William Shakespeare. And hither come in't : hence , with diligence ! · - Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! [ Exit ARIEL . Mira . [ Waking . ] The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pros . Shake it ...
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... hither ? swear , by this bottle , how thou camest hither . I escaped upon a butt of sack , which the sailors heaved o'erboard , by this bottle which I made of the bark of a tree with mine own hands , since I was cast ashore . Cal . I'll ...
... hither ? swear , by this bottle , how thou camest hither . I escaped upon a butt of sack , which the sailors heaved o'erboard , by this bottle which I made of the bark of a tree with mine own hands , since I was cast ashore . Cal . I'll ...
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Adri Alon Alonso Anto Antonio Ariel awake Boatswain brave Caliban called cell Ceres charm Claribel Collier's second folio Critical Notes Cymbeline daughter dear devil dost doth drink drown'd Duke of Milan dukedom Dyce e'er Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Faerie Queene father Ferd Ferdinand foot-note foul garments give Gonza Gonzalo Hamlet Hark hast hath hear heart Heavens hither island isle Julius Cæsar Juno King King Lear labour lord magic marsh-marigold master meaning Midsummer-Night's Dream Mira Miranda monster Naples nature nymphs old text on't original reads passage play Poet Poet's pr'ythee Prince probably Pros Prospero Queen Re-enter ARIEL scene Sebas Sebastian seems sense Shakespeare shalt ship sleep soul speak speech spirit staniels Steph Stephano strange sweet Sycorax Tempest thee thine thing thou art thou camest thought top-mast Trin Trinculo Tunis Upstaring vex'd William Aldis Wright wind wonder word
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Seite 148 - 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.
Seite 92 - 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. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Seite 126 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Seite 102 - Hence, bashful cunning ! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no.
Seite 49 - But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O ! I have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces. O ! the cry did knock Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd.
Seite 82 - I' 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— Seb.
Seite 33 - 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.
Seite 19 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Seite 124 - You do look, my son, in a mov'd 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...
Seite 58 - 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.