...rattling thunder Have I given fire, 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 cedars. Graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art....

...war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, 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 my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. But this...

...rattling thunder Have I given fire, 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. 2 Whether we consider Prospero's itemisation of his former achievements or Faustus's ambition to 'raise...

...rattling thunder Have I given fire, 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.2 Whether we consider Prospero's itemisation of his former achievements or Faustus's ambition...

...war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, 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 my command " Henry Cockeram, The English dictionarit (London, 1626; STC 5462), sig. T4V....

...the end of The Tempest, when Prospero renounces his magic art. He quotes and revives Ovid's Medea: the strong-based promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. But this...

...war - to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, 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 my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. (5.1.41-50)...

...thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory 55 Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. But this...

...wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rudest wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. (iv. ii. 169) A characteristic speech. The 'violet* and 'zephyrs' recall Twelfth Night. 'Chafe' is...

...wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rudest wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'Tis wonder That an invisible instinct should frame them To royalty unlearn'd, honour untaught, Civility...