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Adri Alon Alonso Anto Antonio Ariel awake Boatswain brave Caliban called cell cents charm Cloth Critical Notes Cymbeline daughter dear devil didst dost doth drink drown'd Duke of Milan dukedom Dyce e'er edition English Exeunt Exit eyes F. J. Child father Ferd Ferdinand Fight at Finnsburh foot-note foul give Gonza Gonzalo Hamlet Hark hast hath heart Hiram Corson Introduction island isle Julius Cæsar King labour language lord magic Mailing Price marsh-marigold master meaning Midsummer-Night's Dream mind Mira Miranda monster Naples nature nymphs old text on't original reads passage play Poet Poet's poetry pr'ythee Prince probably Prof Professor Pros Prospero Queen Re-enter ARIEL scene Sebas Sebastian seems sense Shake Shakespeare shalt ship sleep soul speak speech spirit Steph Stephano strange sweet Sycorax Tempest thee thine thing thou art thought Trin Trinculo Tunis vex'd wind wonder word Yale College
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.
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 169 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry, On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
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 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 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 134 - twixt 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 bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command, Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.