Shakespeare's Comedy of the TempestHarper & brothers, 1871 - 148 oldal |
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22. oldal
... Dost thou think so , spirit ? And mine shall . Ariel . Mine would , sir , were I human . Prospero . Hast thou , which art but air , a touch , a feeling Of their afflictions , and shall not myself , One of their kind , that relish all as ...
... Dost thou think so , spirit ? And mine shall . Ariel . Mine would , sir , were I human . Prospero . Hast thou , which art but air , a touch , a feeling Of their afflictions , and shall not myself , One of their kind , that relish all as ...
38. oldal
... Dost thou attend me ? Miranda . Sir , most heedfully . Prospero . Being once perfected how to grant suits , How to deny them , who t ' advance , and who To trash for over - topping , new created The creatures that were mine , I say , or ...
... Dost thou attend me ? Miranda . Sir , most heedfully . Prospero . Being once perfected how to grant suits , How to deny them , who t ' advance , and who To trash for over - topping , new created The creatures that were mine , I say , or ...
39. oldal
... dost thou hear ? Miranda . Your tale , sir , would cure deafness . Prospero . To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for , he needs will be Absolute Milan . Me , poor man ! —my library Was dukedom large ...
... dost thou hear ? Miranda . Your tale , sir , would cure deafness . Prospero . To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for , he needs will be Absolute Milan . Me , poor man ! —my library Was dukedom large ...
44. oldal
... Dost thou forget No. From what a torment I did free thee ? Prospero . Ariel . Prospero . Thou dost ; and think'st it much to tread the Of the salt deep , To run upon the sharp wind of the north , To do me business in the veins o ' th ...
... Dost thou forget No. From what a torment I did free thee ? Prospero . Ariel . Prospero . Thou dost ; and think'st it much to tread the Of the salt deep , To run upon the sharp wind of the north , To do me business in the veins o ' th ...
48. oldal
... dost unwillingly What I command , I'll rack thee with old cramps , Fill all thy bones with aches , make thee roar , That beasts shall tremble at thy din . Caliban . No , pray thee . [ Aside . ] I must obey : his art is of such power ...
... dost unwillingly What I command , I'll rack thee with old cramps , Fill all thy bones with aches , make thee roar , That beasts shall tremble at thy din . Caliban . No , pray thee . [ Aside . ] I must obey : his art is of such power ...
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Adrian allusion Alonso Antonio Boatswain brave brother Caliban cell Ceres charm chough Cymb daughter devil Dido didst discase doth drown'd Duke of Milan dukedom e'er earth editors ellipsis Enter ARIEL Epilogue Exeunt Exit eyes father Ferdinand and Miranda folio reads foul give Gonzalo grace Hast thou hath hear heavens hest hither island isle Jephson JULIUS CÆSAR king King of Naples Lear lord master means Merchant of Venice mind Miranda monster Naples nature never o'er Oliver Goldsmith on't passage Phila play poet pray prince princess prithee Prospero queen Rich Rolfe SCENE Sebastian sense Setebos Shakespeare ship sing sleep speak Spenser spirit Steevens Stephano strange sweet Sycorax Tempest thee Theo thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought Trinculo Tunis verb winds wonder word yare yond
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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.
115. oldal - How now, Horatio? you tremble and look pale; Is not this something more than fantasy? What think you on 't? Hor. Before my God, I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes.
97. oldal - 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.
105. oldal - I'll be wise hereafter, And seek for grace : What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool ! Pro.
49. oldal - 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.
106. oldal - Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, I must be here confined by you, Or sent to Naples.
116. oldal - Shall I stray In the middle air and stay The sailing rack, or nimbly take Hold by the moon and gently make Suit to the pale queen of night For a beam to give thee light ? . Shall I dive into the sea, And bring thee coral, making way Through the rising waves...
59. oldal - 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, 1 ie deliberated, was in suspense.
11. oldal - For the principal and only genuine excitement ought to come from within — from the moved and sympathetic imagination ; whereas, where so much is addressed to the mere external senses of seeing and hearing, the spiritual vision is apt to languish, and the attraction from without will withdraw the mind from the proper and only legitimate interest which is intended to spring from within.
48. oldal - Abhorred slave, Which any print of goodness wilt not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other...