The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Miniature, Volumul 1C. Whittingham, 1803 |
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Pagina 3
... Exit . Boats . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the top - sail ; " Tend to the master's whistle ; -- Blow , till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO , FER ...
... Exit . Boats . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the top - sail ; " Tend to the master's whistle ; -- Blow , till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO , FER ...
Pagina 4
... Exit . Gon . I have great comfort from this fellow : me- thinks he hath no drowning mark upon him : his com- plexion ... Exit . [ Exit . Gon . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of 4 Act 1 . TEMPEST .
... Exit . Gon . I have great comfort from this fellow : me- thinks he hath no drowning mark upon him : his com- plexion ... Exit . [ Exit . Gon . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of 4 Act 1 . TEMPEST .
Pagina 5
... Exit . SCENE II . The Island : before the Cell of PROSPERO . Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . Mira . 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 ...
... Exit . SCENE II . The Island : before the Cell of PROSPERO . Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . Mira . 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 ...
Pagina 12
... Exit Ari . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! Mira . The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pro . Shake it off : Come on ; We'll visit Caliban , my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . Mira ...
... Exit Ari . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! Mira . The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pro . Shake it off : Come on ; We'll visit Caliban , my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . Mira ...
Pagina 13
... Exit . Pro . Thou poisonous slave , got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam , come forth ! Enter CALIBAN . Cal . As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen , Drop on you both ! a south - west ...
... Exit . Pro . Thou poisonous slave , got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam , come forth ! Enter CALIBAN . Cal . As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen , Drop on you both ! a south - west ...
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