Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Comedy of errorsBradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1866 |
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Sayfa 15
... thing ! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and envy , into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Was grown Ari . No , sir . Pro . born ? speak ; tell me . Thou hast where was she O , was she so ? I must Ari . Sir , in ...
... thing ! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and envy , into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Was grown Ari . No , sir . Pro . born ? speak ; tell me . Thou hast where was she O , was she so ? I must Ari . Sir , in ...
Sayfa 16
... thing she did They would not take her life . Is not this true ? Ari . Ay , sir . Pro . This blue - eyed hag was hither brought with child , And here was left by the sailors . Thou , my slave , As thou report'st thyself , wast then her ...
... thing she did They would not take her life . Is not this true ? Ari . Ay , sir . Pro . This blue - eyed hag was hither brought with child , And here was left by the sailors . Thou , my slave , As thou report'st thyself , wast then her ...
Sayfa 19
... thing or other : when thou didst not , savage , Know thine own meaning , but wouldst gabble like A thing most brutish , I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known . But thy vile race , Though thou didst learn , had that in't ...
... thing or other : when thou didst not , savage , Know thine own meaning , but wouldst gabble like A thing most brutish , I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known . But thy vile race , Though thou didst learn , had that in't ...
Sayfa 21
... thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble . Pro : [ aside . ] I might call him It goes on , I see , As my soul prompts it . — Spirit , fine spirit ! I'll free thee Within two days for this . Fer . Most sure , the goddess On ...
... thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble . Pro : [ aside . ] I might call him It goes on , I see , As my soul prompts it . — Spirit , fine spirit ! I'll free thee Within two days for this . Fer . Most sure , the goddess On ...
Sayfa 22
... thing , as I am now , that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples . He does hear me ; And that he does I weep : myself am Naples ; Who with mine eyes , ne'er since at ebb , beheld The king my father wreck'd . Mira . Alack , for mercy ...
... thing , as I am now , that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples . He does hear me ; And that he does I weep : myself am Naples ; Who with mine eyes , ne'er since at ebb , beheld The king my father wreck'd . Mira . Alack , for mercy ...
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ADRIANA Ægeon ARIEL art thou banish'd bear Boatswain brother CALIBAN Ceres chain daughter didst thou dinner dost thou doth DROMIO of Syracuse ducats Duke duke of Milan Eglamour Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fetch fool gentle gentleman GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give gone Gonzalo grace Hark Hast thou hath hear heart heaven hence hither honour husband Julia king lady Laun Launce look lord Lucetta Mantua Marry Milan Mira mistress monster Naples ne'er pr'ythee pray Prospero quoth SCENE servant sir Proteus sir Thurio sister slave sleep speak Speed spirit Stephano strange sweet Sycorax Syracusan tell thee There's thine thou art thou didst thou hast thou shalt thyself Trin Trinculo Tunis unto Valentine villain weep wench wife Wilt thou word
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Sayfa 121 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.
Sayfa 69 - And mine shall. 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 sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? 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.
Sayfa 71 - 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.
Sayfa 52 - 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 sometime 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.
Sayfa 18 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest 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 lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Sayfa 20 - Where should this music be ? i' the air, or the earth It sounds no more ; — and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury, and my passion, With its sweet air: thence I have followed it, Or it hath drawn me rather : — But 'tis gone.
Sayfa 75 - O, wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Sayfa 38 - A strange fish ! 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.
Sayfa 70 - Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.
Sayfa 19 - Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known : but thy vile race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures Could not abide to be with ; therefore wast thou Deservedly confined into this rock, Who hadst deserved more than a prison.