The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volume 1C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... Enter a Shipmaster and a Boatswain . Mast . BOATSWAIN , - Boats . Here , master : what cheer ? Mast . Good : speak to the mariners ; fall to ' t yarely , or we run ourselves aground ; bestir , bestir . Enter Mariners . [ Exit . Boats ...
... Enter a Shipmaster and a Boatswain . Mast . BOATSWAIN , - Boats . Here , master : what cheer ? Mast . Good : speak to the mariners ; fall to ' t yarely , or we run ourselves aground ; bestir , bestir . Enter Mariners . [ Exit . Boats ...
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... enter Boatswain . Boats . Down with the topmast ; yare ; lower , lower ; bring her to try with main course . [ A cry within . A plague upon this howling ! they are louder than the weather , or our office.- Re - enter SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO ...
... enter Boatswain . Boats . Down with the topmast ; yare ; lower , lower ; bring her to try with main course . [ A cry within . A plague upon this howling ! they are louder than the weather , or our office.- Re - enter SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO ...
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... Enter ARIEL . Ari . All hail , great master ! grave sir , hail ; come To answer thy best pleasure ; be ' t to fly , To swim , to dive into the fire , to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding , task Ariel , and all his ...
... Enter ARIEL . Ari . All hail , great master ! grave sir , hail ; come To answer thy best pleasure ; be ' t to fly , To swim , to dive into the fire , to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding , task Ariel , and all his ...
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... Enter CALIBAN , with a burden of Wood , A noise of Thunder heard , Cal . All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs , fens , flats , on Prosper fall , and make him By inch - meal a disease ! His spirits hear me , And yet I needs ...
... Enter CALIBAN , with a burden of Wood , A noise of Thunder heard , Cal . All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs , fens , flats , on Prosper fall , and make him By inch - meal a disease ! His spirits hear me , And yet I needs ...
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... Enter STEPHANO , singing ; a Bottle in his Hand . Ste . I shall no more to sea , to sea , Here shall I die ashore ; - This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : Well , here's my comfort . [ Drinks . The master , the swabber ...
... Enter STEPHANO , singing ; a Bottle in his Hand . Ste . I shall no more to sea , to sea , Here shall I die ashore ; - This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : Well , here's my comfort . [ Drinks . The master , the swabber ...
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ARIEL Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter death devil dost thou doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host HUGH EVANS husband Illyria Isab knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Mira mistress Ford musick never night Olivia pardon Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray PROSPERO Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shakspeare Shal Silvia SIR ANDREW SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Hugh Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby SIR TOBY BELCH Slen soul speak Speed Stratford sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine What's wife woman word
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Page 297 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 195 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 36 - 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...
Page 264 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely...
Page 1 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Page 221 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Page 50 - 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.
Page 82 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own , And I as rich in having such a jewel, As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Page 228 - I might say, element ; but the word is over-worn. [Exit. Vio. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool ; And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time ; And, like the haggard', check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Page xxxii - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature ; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions and gentle expressions...