The Tempest, illustr. by B. Foster [and others]. |
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Pàgina 5
... there they hoist us , ' " PRO . Approach , my Ariel . Come ! 99 ARI . All hail , great master ! Grave sir , hail ! " " PRO . The foul witch , Sycorax , who , with age and envy , BIRKET FOSTER . 18 GUSTAVE JANET . 20 Was grown into a ...
... there they hoist us , ' " PRO . Approach , my Ariel . Come ! 99 ARI . All hail , great master ! Grave sir , hail ! " " PRO . The foul witch , Sycorax , who , with age and envy , BIRKET FOSTER . 18 GUSTAVE JANET . 20 Was grown into a ...
Pàgina 6
... there suck I : In a cowslip's bell I lie , " A. SLADER . 76 From a Sketch by BIRKET FOSTER . 80 80 " MIRA . Sweet lord , you play me false . FER . No , my dearest love , I would not for the world , " ENGRAVED BY ROBERT LOUDAN . F. SKILL ...
... there suck I : In a cowslip's bell I lie , " A. SLADER . 76 From a Sketch by BIRKET FOSTER . 80 80 " MIRA . Sweet lord , you play me false . FER . No , my dearest love , I would not for the world , " ENGRAVED BY ROBERT LOUDAN . F. SKILL ...
Pàgina 6
... there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie , " " MIRA . Sweet lord , you play me false . No , my dearest love , FER . I would not for the world , " GUSTAVE DORE . 72 A. SLADER . 76 From a Sketch by BIRKET FOSTER . 80 ENGRAVED BY ROBERT ...
... there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie , " " MIRA . Sweet lord , you play me false . No , my dearest love , FER . I would not for the world , " GUSTAVE DORE . 72 A. SLADER . 76 From a Sketch by BIRKET FOSTER . 80 ENGRAVED BY ROBERT ...
Pàgina 13
... There's no harm done . MIRA . PRO . O , woe the day ! No harm . I have done nothing but in care of thee , ( Of thee ... there , my art . - Wipe thou thine eyes ; have comfort . The direful spectacle of the wrack , which touch'd The very ...
... There's no harm done . MIRA . PRO . O , woe the day ! No harm . I have done nothing but in care of thee , ( Of thee ... there , my art . - Wipe thou thine eyes ; have comfort . The direful spectacle of the wrack , which touch'd The very ...
Pàgina 17
... Instinctively had quit it ; there they hoist us , Το cry to the sea that roar'd to us ; to sigh To the winds , whose pity , sighing back again , Did us but loving wrong . C MIRA . Was I then to you ! PRO . THE TEMPEST . 17.
... Instinctively had quit it ; there they hoist us , Το cry to the sea that roar'd to us ; to sigh To the winds , whose pity , sighing back again , Did us but loving wrong . C MIRA . Was I then to you ! PRO . THE TEMPEST . 17.
Frases i termes més freqüents
ALON ALONSO ANTONIO awake beat BOATS Boatswain bottle brave bring thee brother CALIBAN Carthage cell Ceres charms daughter dear devil doth drink drown drown'd duke of Milan dukedom e'er Enter ARIEL Exeunt Exit ARIEL eyes father FERDINAND fetch fish foul garments give Gonzalo grace hang Hark Hast thou hath hear heavens HENRY VIZETELLY hither honour invisible IRIS island isle JUNO king of Naples king's ship look lord master Mercy MIRA MIRANDA monster moon-calf nymphs o'er on't pr'y thee pray PROSPERO queen Re-enter ARIEL remember scurvy SEBASTIAN Setebos shew sing slave sleep speak spirit Stephano strange swear Sycorax tell There's thine thing thou art thou beest thou cam'st thou didst thou dost thou hast Thou liest Thou shalt Thunder thyself top-mast torment TRIN Trinculo Tunis widow Dido wrack'd yare
Passatges populars
Pàgina 38 - 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.
Pàgina 26 - And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fertile ; Cursed be I that did so ! — All the charms Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you ! For I am all the subjects that you have...
Pàgina 19 - 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.
Pàgina 77 - 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.
Pàgina 85 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Pàgina 39 - All things in common, nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Pàgina 29 - Full fathom five thy father lies ; Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Burden, Ding-dong. Hark ! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Pàgina 60 - 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...
Pàgina 26 - This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou eamest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I loved thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Pàgina 90 - 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.