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... Prospero , holding nature in all her most mysterious attributes subject to his will , yet on the very eve of yielding up this sway , the poet unconsciously pictured himself . In the plenitude of his power , with all his wondrous genius ...
... Prospero , holding nature in all her most mysterious attributes subject to his will , yet on the very eve of yielding up this sway , the poet unconsciously pictured himself . In the plenitude of his power , with all his wondrous genius ...
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... Prospero's island . ' It is precisely in the situation which the circumstances of every part of the story require . Sailors from Algiers land Sycorax on its shores ; Prospero , sailing from an Italian port , and beating about at the ...
... Prospero's island . ' It is precisely in the situation which the circumstances of every part of the story require . Sailors from Algiers land Sycorax on its shores ; Prospero , sailing from an Italian port , and beating about at the ...
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... Prospero's isle , it should have struck him as so marvellous a thing to meet a maiden there whose speech was Italian , that he exclaims in utter astonishment , ' My language ! heavens ! ' Mr. Hunter does indeed proceed with other ...
... Prospero's isle , it should have struck him as so marvellous a thing to meet a maiden there whose speech was Italian , that he exclaims in utter astonishment , ' My language ! heavens ! ' Mr. Hunter does indeed proceed with other ...
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... Prospero's enchantments ; nor was it in any degree requisite that the dramatist should give precise longitude and latitude to the uninhabited island , ' where the scenes of his ' Tempest ' are laid . The poets had in various ways an ...
... Prospero's enchantments ; nor was it in any degree requisite that the dramatist should give precise longitude and latitude to the uninhabited island , ' where the scenes of his ' Tempest ' are laid . The poets had in various ways an ...
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... Prospero , who , with the aid of his magical books and his potent wand , could boast that he had bedimmed the noontide sun ? That Shakespeare had in view the strange new lands of the western ocean we can discern very clearly ; for ...
... Prospero , who , with the aid of his magical books and his potent wand , could boast that he had bedimmed the noontide sun ? That Shakespeare had in view the strange new lands of the western ocean we can discern very clearly ; for ...
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Page 77 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro.
Page 181 - I'd divide, And burn in many places ; on the top-mast, The yards, and bowsprit would I flame distinctly, Then meet and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors O...
Page 87 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Page 252 - We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem : So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart, Two of the first, like coats in heraldry, Due but to one, and crowned with one...
Page 188 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 108 - Nay, but O man, who art thou that repliest against God ? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus...
Page 84 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Page 68 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination...
Page 86 - 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.
Page 171 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.