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Tempest
[I, 1] |
Gonzalo |
55 |
I'll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were
no stronger than a nutshell and as leaky as an
unstanched wench.
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2 |
Tempest
[I, 1] |
Gonzalo |
69 |
He'll be hang'd yet,
Though every drop of water swear against it
And gape at widest to glut him.
[A confused noise within: 'Mercy on us!'—]
'We split, we split!'—'Farewell, my wife and
children!'—
'Farewell, brother!'—'We split, we split, we split!']
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3 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
242 |
Hear a little further
And then I'll bring thee to the present business
Which now's upon's; without the which this story
Were most impertinent.
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4 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
450 |
Shake it off. Come on;
We'll visit Caliban my slave, who never
Yields us kind answer.
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5 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
520 |
Hag-seed, hence!
Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou'rt best,
To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice?
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
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
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6 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
586 |
[Aside] It goes on, I see,
As my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee
Within two days for this.
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7 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
611 |
[Aside]. The Duke of Milan
And his more braver daughter could control thee,
If now 'twere fit to do't. At the first sight
They have changed eyes. Delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee free for this.
[To FERDINAND]
A word, good sir;
I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
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8 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Ferdinand |
623 |
O, if a virgin,
And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The queen of Naples.
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9 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
641 |
Follow me.
Speak not you for him; he's a traitor. Come;
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:
Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots and husks
Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.
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10 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Miranda |
662 |
Sir, have pity;
I'll be his surety.
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11 |
Tempest
[II, 1] |
Antonio |
946 |
I'll teach you how to flow.
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12 |
Tempest
[II, 1] |
Antonio |
1014 |
Ay, sir; where lies that? if 'twere a kibe,
'Twould put me to my slipper: but I feel not
This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences,
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they
And melt ere they molest! Here lies your brother,
No better than the earth he lies upon,
If he were that which now he's like, that's dead;
Whom I, with this obedient steel, three inches of it,
Can lay to bed for ever; whiles you, doing thus,
To the perpetual wink for aye might put
This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest,
They'll take suggestion as a cat laps milk;
They'll tell the clock to any business that
We say befits the hour.
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13 |
Tempest
[II, 1] |
Sebastian |
1029 |
Thy case, dear friend,
Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan,
I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke
Shall free thee from the tribute which thou payest;
And I the king shall love thee.
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14 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Caliban |
1082 |
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 must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin—shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark
Out of my way, unless he bid 'em; but
For every trifle are they set upon me;
Sometime like apes that mow and chatter at me
And after bite me, then like hedgehogs which
Lie tumbling in my barefoot way and mount
Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I
All wound with adders who with cloven tongues
Do hiss me into madness.
[Enter TRINCULO]
Lo, now, lo!
Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me
For bringing wood in slowly. I'll fall flat;
Perchance he will not mind me.
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15 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Caliban |
1162 |
Do not torment me, prithee; I'll bring my wood home faster.
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16 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Stephano |
1191 |
If thou beest Trinculo, come forth: I'll pull thee
by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs,
these are they. Thou art very Trinculo indeed! How
camest thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? can
he vent Trinculos?
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17 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Caliban |
1213 |
I'll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject;
for the liquor is not earthly.
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18 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Trinculo |
1216 |
Swum ashore. man, like a duck: I can swim like a
duck, I'll be sworn.
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19 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Caliban |
1235 |
I'll show thee every fertile inch o' th' island;
And I will kiss thy foot: I prithee, be my god.
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20 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
Trinculo |
1237 |
By this light, a most perfidious and drunken
monster! when 's god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle.
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