Speeches (Lines) for Iris
in "Tempest"
Total: 4

1

IV,1,1770

Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats and pease;...

2

IV,1,1795

A contract of true love to celebrate;
And some donation freely to estate...

3

IV,1,1804

Of her society
Be not afraid: I met her deity...

4

IV,1,1849

You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,...