Shakespeare's Comedy of The TempestHarper & Brothers, 1895 - 159 oldal |
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18. oldal
... hath severed us , And brought us thus together ? Contrasted with the impression of her refined and dignified beauty , and its effect on all beholders , is Miranda's own soft simplicity , her virgin innocence , her total ignorance of the ...
... hath severed us , And brought us thus together ? Contrasted with the impression of her refined and dignified beauty , and its effect on all beholders , is Miranda's own soft simplicity , her virgin innocence , her total ignorance of the ...
34. oldal
... hath no drowning mark upon him ; his complexion is per- fect gallows . Stand fast , good Fate , to his hanging ! Make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own doth little ad- vantage ! If he be not born to be hanged , our case is ...
... hath no drowning mark upon him ; his complexion is per- fect gallows . Stand fast , good Fate , to his hanging ! Make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own doth little ad- vantage ! If he be not born to be hanged , our case is ...
37. oldal
... Hath kept with thy remembrance . Miranda . " T is far off , And rather like a dream than an assurance That my remembrance warrants . Had I not Four or five women once that tended me ? 40 Prospero . Thou hadst , and more , Miranda . But ...
... Hath kept with thy remembrance . Miranda . " T is far off , And rather like a dream than an assurance That my remembrance warrants . Had I not Four or five women once that tended me ? 40 Prospero . Thou hadst , and more , Miranda . But ...
42. oldal
... 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 . Here cease more questions ...
... 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 . Here cease more questions ...
49. oldal
... hath drawn me rather . But ' t is gone.— No , it begins again . Ariel's Song . Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; S Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , D 390 But doth ...
... hath drawn me rather . But ' t is gone.— No , it begins again . Ariel's Song . Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; S Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , D 390 But doth ...
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a-hold Abbott Adrian allusion Alonso Antonio beat Boatswain brave brother Caliban cell Ceres charm chough Cymb daughter Dict Dido Discase doth drowning Duke of Milan dukedom earth edition editors Enter ARIEL Epilogue Exeunt Exit eyes father Ferdinand and Miranda folio reads foul give Gonzalo grace Hast thou hath hear hest island isle Juno King of Naples Lear look lord Macb mainsail master means Merchant of Venice Milton mind Miranda monster nature never nymphs o'er Phila pioned play poet poetic pray prince princess prithee Prospero Prospero's Cell quotes Rich says SCENE Sebastian sense Setebos Shakespeare shalt ship shore sleep speak speech Spenser spirit Steevens Stephano strange sweet Sycorax tell Tempest thee Theo thine thing thou art thou hast thought topmast tree Trinculo Tunis verb wind wonder word yare
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106. oldal - 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 relieved by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
66. oldal - 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.
22. oldal - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
127. oldal - I have taken note of it ; the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe.— How long hast thou been a grave-maker?
74. oldal - 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.
95. oldal - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, '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.
97. oldal - The charm dissolves apace; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason...
59. oldal - ... 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; — Sebastian.
90. oldal - 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...
95. oldal - His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender.