The TempestGlobal Media Publications, 1921 - 93 Seiten The authoritative edition of "The Tempest "from The Folger Shakespeare Library, the trusted and widely used Shakespeare series for students and general readers, is now available as an eBook. Features include: - The exact text of the printed book for easy cross-reference - Hundreds of hypertext links for instant navigation - Freshly edited text based on the best early printed version of the play - Full explanatory notes conveniently placed on pages facing the text of the play - Scene-by-scene plot summaries - A key to famous lines and phrases - An introduction to reading Shakespeare's language - Illustrations from the Folger Shakespeare Library's vast holdings of rare books - An essay by a leading Shakespeare scholar providing a modern perspective on the play |
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Adrian Alonso Antonio Ariel awake Bad Quarto Ben Jonson bibliographical Boatswain bottle brave broken lines Caliban cave Ceres charms comma compositor copy daughter devil doth dramatic drowned Dryden Duke of Milan dukedom edition editor Elizabeth of Bohemia emendation Enter eyes father Ferdinand Folio foul garments give Gonzalo hand Hark hath hither honour i'th island Jonson Juno king king's kiss Lear lord Love's Labour's Lost manuscript master Miranda misprint monster Naples never o'er o'th old texts original passage pause play prince Princess printed prithee prompt-copy prose Prospero punctuation Quartos revision Romeo and Juliet scene Sebastian Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare wrote Shakespearian shalt ship sleep speak speare's speech spelling spirit stage-directions Stephano strange suggest sword Sycorax tell Tempest thee thine thing thou art thou beest thou hast Trinculo verse Winter's Tale word wrack
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 62 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep...
Seite xi - The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Seite xxvi - What, in ill thoughts again ? Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither : Ripeness is all : Come on.
Seite 56 - 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, pronounced 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 xx - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Seite 18 - Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Seite 80 - Earth's increase, foison" plenty, Barns and garners never empty, Vines with clustering bunches growing, Plants with goodly burden bowing. Spring come to you at the farthest In the very end of harvest ! Scarcity and want shall shun you; Ceres
Seite 6 - 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.
Seite 20 - This music crept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather.
Seite 62 - 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 : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack...