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The Elzevir Library-Continued.

BIOGRAPHY.

11 Sir Isaac Newton. James Parton. 16 Life of Gustave Dore. Illustrated. 35 Alex. H. Stephens. Norton....

38 Richard Wagner. Bertha Thomas..

41 Peter Cooper. C. Edwards Lester.

50 Life of Irving, by R. H. Stoddard, also three other sketches.10c

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155 Thomas Carlyle. Augustine Birrell..

178 Life of Hannibal. Thomas Arnold, of Rugby. 183 Julius Cæsar. H. G. Liddell

219 Charles Brockden Brown. Prescott..

220 Cervantes. Prescott....

221 Sir Walter Scott. Prescott.

222 Moliere. Wm. H. Prescott.

Marcus Aurelius. Matthew Arnold.

Thackeray. By author of Rab and His Friends.
Cyrus the Great. Geo. Rawlinson.
Life of Chinese Gordon. Archibald Forbes.
367 Philosophy of Style. Herbert Spencer..

By RALPH

165 On Heroism

WALDO EMERSON.

2c213 On Intellect..

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FAMOUS POEMS.

361 Poe, Edgar A. The Raven, and other Poems... 339 Spenser. The Red Cross Knight and Dragon.. 336 Arnold, Matthew. Favorite Poems.

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335 Keats. The Eve of St. Agnes, and Other Poems.

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320 Medieval Religious Poems. The Celestial City, etc.. 316 Gray's Elegy, and Other Poems

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315 Southey. Inchcape Rock, and Other Poems.

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314 Browning, Robert. The Pied Piper of Hamlin, etc..
313 Browning, Mrs. Lady Geraldine's Courtship...
311 Hood. The Bridge of Sighs, and Other Poeins.

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28 Ingelow, Jean. Songs of SEMAN YARD COLLEGE LIBRARY

380 Eliot, George. How Lisa

359 Burns, Robert. Cotter's Saturday Night
377 Goldsmith. The Deserted Village, Etc.
360 Tennyson, Alfred. Enoch Arden THE BEQUEST OF

EVERT JANSEN WENDELL

1918

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THE TEMPEST.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

ALONSO, King of Naples.

SEBASTIAN, his brother.

PROSPERO, the right Duke of Milan.

ANTONIO, his brother, the usurping Duke of Milar..
FERDINAND, Son to the King of Naples.

GONZALO, an honest old Counsellor.

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SCENE I. On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard.

Enter a Ship-Master and a Boatswain.

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Boats. Here, master: what cheer?

Mast. Good, speak to the mariners: fall to't, yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir.

Enter Mariners.

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Boats. Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare! Take in the topsail. Tend to the master's whistle. Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough!

Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GONZALO, and others.

Alon.

Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men.

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Boats. I pray now, keep below.

Ant. Where is the master, boatswain?

Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labor: keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient.

Boats. When the sea is.

Hence ! What

care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not.

Gon. aboard.

Good, yet remember whom thou hast

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Boats. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority: if you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap. Cheerily, good hearts! Out of our way, I say.

[Exit.

Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, . good Fate, to his hanging: make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage. If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt.

Re-enter Boatswain.

Boats. Down with the topmast! yare! lower, lower! Bring her to;try with' main-course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather or our office.

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Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Yet again! what do you here? Shall we give o'er and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!

Boats. Work you then.

Ant. Hang, cur! hang, you whoreson, insolent noisemaker! We are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.

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Gon. I'll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell and as leaky as an unstanched wench.

Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold! set her two courses-off to sea again; lay her off.

Enter Mariners wet.

Mariners. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!

Boats. What, must our mouths be cold?

Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let's assist them,

For our case is as theirs.

Seb.

I'm out of patience.

Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards:

This wide-chapp'd rascal-would thou mightst lie

drowning

The washing of ten tides !

Gon. He'll be hang'd yet, Though every drop of water swear against it And gape at widest to glut him.

[A confused noise within: 'Mercy on us!'

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We split, we split!'-'Farewell my wife and children!'—

'Farewell, brother !'-'We split, we split, we split !']

Ant. Let's all sink with the king.

Seb. Let's take leave of him.

[Exeunt Ant. and Seb. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, any thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exeunt.

SCENE II. The island. Before PROSPERO'S cell.

Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA.

Mir. 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,

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