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The Tempest

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If thou be'st Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation; 2175 How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost— How sharp the point of this remembrance is! Trinculo, the king and all our company 1260 else being drowned, we will inherit here: here; bear my bottle: fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again. If in Naples I should report this now, would they believe me? But this rough magic I here abjure, and, when I have required 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, 2075 Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book. Here cease more questions: 300 Thou art inclined to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, And give it way: I know thou canst not choose. Have you a mind to sink? O Ferdinand, Do not smile at me that I boast her off, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise And make it halt behind her. At any point in the text, you can hover your cursor over a bracket for more information. This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes.

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When did you lose your daughter? Go bring the rabble, 1740 O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place: Incite them to quick motion; for I must Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple Some vanity of mine art: it is my promise, And they expect it from me. That sort was well fished for. Alonso , Sebastian, and Antonio draw their swords. Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides, To make me slave to it; and for your sake 1355 Am I this patient log—man. So is the dear'st o' the loss. He being thus lorded, Not only with what my revenue yielded, But what my power might else exact, like one 200 Who having into truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie, he did believe He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution And executing the outward face of royalty, 205 With all prerogative: hence his ambition growing— Dost thou hear? Flesh and blood, You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian, 2105 Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong, Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee, Unnatural though thou art.


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Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash. This play is obviously connected to Shakespeare's The Tempest which is seen more mainstream than perhaps this play would be. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss, 825 That would not bless our Europe with your daughter, But rather lose her to an African; Where she at least is banish'd from your eye, Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, 1590 And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did lie, Though fools at home condemn 'em. Mum, then, and no more. This thing of darkness I 320 Acknowledge mine. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.

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A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish- 1110 like smell; a kind of not of the newest Poor- John. You do look, my son, in a moved sort, As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir. Is it so brave a lass? I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, Thou wondrous man. Nor I; my spirits are nimble. She will have to find out for herself.

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I have done nothing but in care of thee, Of thee, my dear one, thee, my daughter, who Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Of whence I am, nor that I am more better Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, And thy no greater father. This Is the third man that e'er I saw, the first That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father To be inclined my way! Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue! His research interests include teaching methods, reading, and computer applications. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot 2055 Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice 2060 To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder 2065 Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar: graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth 2070 By my so potent art. I have used thee, Filth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child. I hear The strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow. My old brain is troubled. The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance.

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Enter certain Reapers, properly habited. I hear it now above me. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the man i' 1225 the moon when time was. Well, I am standing water. He shall taste of my bottle. If thou neglect'st or dost unwillingly What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps, Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar 525 That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

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The Tempest by William Shakespeare

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None that I more love than myself. This is a strange repose, to be asleep With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, 935 And yet so fast asleep. My dukedom since you have given me again, I will requite you with as good a thing; 190 At least bring forth a wonder to content ye As much as me my dukedom. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss. She is young and expects a great deal more of the world than the world has to offer. That a monster should be such a natural! On a nearby island, the exiled Duke of Milan, Prospero, tells his daughter, Miranda, that he has caused the storm with his magical powers. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease.

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He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. But O, how oddly will it sound that I Must ask my child forgiveness! Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. A space whose every cubit Seems to cry out, 'How shall that Claribel Measure us back to Naples? Dear, they durst not, So dear the love my people bore me, nor set 250 A mark so bloody on the business, but With colours fairer painted their foul ends. Let me lick thy shoe. Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough! Will you laugh 900 me asleep, for I am very heavy? Or as 'twere perfumed by a fen.


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