Shakespeare's play of The Tempest, with notes, adapted for use in schools and for private study by J. Hunter |
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... Head Master of King's College School . 12mo . 5s . The WORKS of VIRGIL , chiefly from the Text of Wagner ; with brief Latin Foot - Notes , a Virgilian Syntax , and English Notes . By the Rev. B. H. KENNEDY , D.D. , Head Master of ...
... Head Master of King's College School . 12mo . 5s . The WORKS of VIRGIL , chiefly from the Text of Wagner ; with brief Latin Foot - Notes , a Virgilian Syntax , and English Notes . By the Rev. B. H. KENNEDY , D.D. , Head Master of ...
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... head of all the Romans ' fury , Took him , and with my tough belt to my back I buckled him . ' 1 But by being . ] With the exception of its being . 2 By telling of it . ] Through his manner of stating it , that is , his ...
... head of all the Romans ' fury , Took him , and with my tough belt to my back I buckled him . ' 1 But by being . ] With the exception of its being . 2 By telling of it . ] Through his manner of stating it , that is , his ...
Pagina 35
... head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oared Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke To the shore , that o'er his wave - worn basis bowed , As stooping to relieve him : I not doubt He came alive to land . Alon . No , no ...
... head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept , and oared Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke To the shore , that o'er his wave - worn basis bowed , As stooping to relieve him : I not doubt He came alive to land . Alon . No , no ...
Pagina 39
... head . Seb . What , art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I do ; and surely It is a sleepy language , and thou speak'st Out of thy sleep . What is it thou didst say ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With eyes ...
... head . Seb . What , art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I do ; and surely It is a sleepy language , and thou speak'st Out of thy sleep . What is it thou didst say ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With eyes ...
Pagina 45
... head : yond same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls . What have we here ? a man or a fish ? dead or alive ? A fish he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and fish - like smell ; a kind of , not of the newest , poor - john.2 A ...
... head : yond same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls . What have we here ? a man or a fish ? dead or alive ? A fish he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and fish - like smell ; a kind of , not of the newest , poor - john.2 A ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Alon Alonso Antonio Awake Boats Boatswain bottle brave brother Caliban cam'st Canst Carthage cell Ceres charms chough daughter dear devil Discase doth drowned duke of Milan dukedom e'er Edition English Notes Enter ARIEL Examination-Questions Exeunt Exit ARIEL eyes father Ferdinand fish fool foul garments give Gonzalo hang Hark Hast thou hath hear heavens hither honour island isle Jacob Ayrer jerkin Juno king of Naples king's lord Ludolph master means Midsummer Night's Dream Mira Miranda monster nature never nymphs o'er pioned play pr'ythee pray Prospero queen Re-enter ARIEL SCENE Sebastian Shakspeare Shakspeare's ship sing sleep speak spirit Stephano strange swear Sycorax Tempest thee There's thine thou art thou beest thou didst thou dost thou hast Thou liest Thou shalt Trin Trinculo Tunis widow Dido wonder word yare yond
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Pagina 73 - You do look, my son, in a moved sort, As if you were dismayed: be cheerful, sir. Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our...
Pagina 45 - 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. Legged like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm o...
Pagina 21 - 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.
Pagina 54 - I have broke your hest ] to say so ! Fer. Admired Miranda ! Indeed, the top of admiration ; worth What's dearest to the world ! Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard ; and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed,3 And put it to the foil : But you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every...
Pagina 93 - 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.
Pagina 83 - 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.
Pagina 45 - 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. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Pagina 87 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
Pagina 23 - The wild waves whist, Foot it featly here and there ; And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. BURTHEN [dispersed!?]. Hark, hark! Bow-wow. The watch-dogs bark: Bow-wow. ARIEL. Hark, hark! I hear The strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow. FERDINAND. Where should this music be? I
Pagina 82 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt : the...