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91,701 | The Tempest | 42 | 1.2.216 | PROSPERO | And give it way: I know thou canst not choose. |
91,702 | The Tempest | 42 | null | PROSPERO | MIRANDA sleeps |
91,703 | The Tempest | 42 | 1.2.217 | PROSPERO | Come away, servant, come. I am ready now. |
91,704 | The Tempest | 42 | 1.2.218 | PROSPERO | Approach, my Ariel, come. |
91,705 | The Tempest | 42 | null | PROSPERO | Enter ARIEL |
91,706 | The Tempest | 43 | 1.2.219 | ARIEL | All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I come |
91,707 | The Tempest | 43 | 1.2.220 | ARIEL | To answer thy best pleasure, be't to fly, |
91,708 | The Tempest | 43 | 1.2.221 | ARIEL | To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride |
91,709 | The Tempest | 43 | 1.2.222 | ARIEL | On the curl'd clouds, to thy strong bidding task |
91,710 | The Tempest | 43 | 1.2.223 | ARIEL | Ariel and all his quality. |
91,711 | The Tempest | 44 | 1.2.224 | PROSPERO | Hast thou, spirit, |
91,712 | The Tempest | 44 | 1.2.225 | PROSPERO | Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee? |
91,713 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.226 | ARIEL | To every article. |
91,714 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.227 | ARIEL | I boarded the king's ship, now on the beak, |
91,715 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.228 | ARIEL | Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, |
91,716 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.229 | ARIEL | I flamed amazement: sometime I'ld divide, |
91,717 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.230 | ARIEL | And burn in many places, on the topmast, |
91,718 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.231 | ARIEL | The yards and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, |
91,719 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.232 | ARIEL | Then meet and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors |
91,720 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.233 | ARIEL | O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary |
91,721 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.234 | ARIEL | And sight-outrunning were not, the fire and cracks |
91,722 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.235 | ARIEL | Of sulphurous roaring the most mighty Neptune |
91,723 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.236 | ARIEL | Seem to besiege and make his bold waves tremble, |
91,724 | The Tempest | 45 | 1.2.237 | ARIEL | Yea, his dread trident shake. |
91,725 | The Tempest | 46 | 1.2.238 | PROSPERO | My brave spirit! |
91,726 | The Tempest | 46 | 1.2.239 | PROSPERO | Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil |
91,727 | The Tempest | 46 | 1.2.240 | PROSPERO | Would not infect his reason? |
91,728 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.241 | ARIEL | Not a soul |
91,729 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.242 | ARIEL | But felt a fever of the mad and play'd |
91,730 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.243 | ARIEL | Some tricks of desperation. All but mariners |
91,731 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.244 | ARIEL | Plunged in the foaming brine and quit the vessel, |
91,732 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.245 | ARIEL | Then all afire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand, |
91,733 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.246 | ARIEL | With hair up-staring,--then like reeds, not hair,-- |
91,734 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.247 | ARIEL | Was the first man that leap'd, cried, 'Hell is empty |
91,735 | The Tempest | 47 | 1.2.248 | ARIEL | And all the devils are here.' |
91,736 | The Tempest | 48 | 1.2.249 | PROSPERO | Why that's my spirit! |
91,737 | The Tempest | 48 | 1.2.250 | PROSPERO | But was not this nigh shore? |
91,738 | The Tempest | 49 | 1.2.251 | ARIEL | Close by, my master. |
91,739 | The Tempest | 50 | 1.2.252 | PROSPERO | But are they, Ariel, safe? |
91,740 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.253 | ARIEL | Not a hair perish'd, |
91,741 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.254 | ARIEL | On their sustaining garments not a blemish, |
91,742 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.255 | ARIEL | But fresher than before: and, as thou badest me, |
91,743 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.256 | ARIEL | In troops I have dispersed them 'bout the isle. |
91,744 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.257 | ARIEL | The king's son have I landed by himself, |
91,745 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.258 | ARIEL | Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs |
91,746 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.259 | ARIEL | In an odd angle of the isle and sitting, |
91,747 | The Tempest | 51 | 1.2.260 | ARIEL | His arms in this sad knot. |
91,748 | The Tempest | 52 | 1.2.261 | PROSPERO | Of the king's ship |
91,749 | The Tempest | 52 | 1.2.262 | PROSPERO | The mariners say how thou hast disposed |
91,750 | The Tempest | 52 | 1.2.263 | PROSPERO | And all the rest o' the fleet. |
91,751 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.264 | ARIEL | Safely in harbour |
91,752 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.265 | ARIEL | Is the king's ship, in the deep nook, where once |
91,753 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.266 | ARIEL | Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew |
91,754 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.267 | ARIEL | From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid: |
91,755 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.268 | ARIEL | The mariners all under hatches stow'd, |
91,756 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.269 | ARIEL | Who, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour, |
91,757 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.270 | ARIEL | I have left asleep, and for the rest o' the fleet |
91,758 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.271 | ARIEL | Which I dispersed, they all have met again |
91,759 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.272 | ARIEL | And are upon the Mediterranean flote, |
91,760 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.273 | ARIEL | Bound sadly home for Naples, |
91,761 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.274 | ARIEL | Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd |
91,762 | The Tempest | 53 | 1.2.275 | ARIEL | And his great person perish. |
91,763 | The Tempest | 54 | 1.2.276 | PROSPERO | Ariel, thy charge |
91,764 | The Tempest | 54 | 1.2.277 | PROSPERO | Exactly is perform'd: but there's more work. |
91,765 | The Tempest | 54 | 1.2.278 | PROSPERO | What is the time o' the day? |
91,766 | The Tempest | 55 | 1.2.279 | ARIEL | Past the mid season. |
91,767 | The Tempest | 56 | 1.2.280 | PROSPERO | At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now |
91,768 | The Tempest | 56 | 1.2.281 | PROSPERO | Must by us both be spent most preciously. |
91,769 | The Tempest | 57 | 1.2.282 | ARIEL | Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, |
91,770 | The Tempest | 57 | 1.2.283 | ARIEL | Let me remember thee what thou hast promised, |
91,771 | The Tempest | 57 | 1.2.284 | ARIEL | Which is not yet perform'd me. |
91,772 | The Tempest | 58 | 1.2.285 | PROSPERO | How now? moody? |
91,773 | The Tempest | 58 | 1.2.286 | PROSPERO | What is't thou canst demand? |
91,774 | The Tempest | 59 | 1.2.287 | ARIEL | My liberty. |
91,775 | The Tempest | 60 | 1.2.288 | PROSPERO | Before the time be out? no more! |
91,776 | The Tempest | 61 | 1.2.289 | ARIEL | I prithee, |
91,777 | The Tempest | 61 | 1.2.290 | ARIEL | Remember I have done thee worthy service, |
91,778 | The Tempest | 61 | 1.2.291 | ARIEL | Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served |
91,779 | The Tempest | 61 | 1.2.292 | ARIEL | Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst promise |
91,780 | The Tempest | 61 | 1.2.293 | ARIEL | To bate me a full year. |
91,781 | The Tempest | 62 | 1.2.294 | PROSPERO | Dost thou forget |
91,782 | The Tempest | 62 | 1.2.295 | PROSPERO | From what a torment I did free thee? |
91,783 | The Tempest | 63 | 1.2.296 | ARIEL | No. |
91,784 | The Tempest | 64 | 1.2.297 | PROSPERO | Thou dost, and think'st it much to tread the ooze |
91,785 | The Tempest | 64 | 1.2.298 | PROSPERO | Of the salt deep, |
91,786 | The Tempest | 64 | 1.2.299 | PROSPERO | To run upon the sharp wind of the north, |
91,787 | The Tempest | 64 | 1.2.300 | PROSPERO | To do me business in the veins o' the earth |
91,788 | The Tempest | 64 | 1.2.301 | PROSPERO | When it is baked with frost. |
91,789 | The Tempest | 65 | 1.2.302 | ARIEL | I do not, sir. |
91,790 | The Tempest | 66 | 1.2.303 | PROSPERO | Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot |
91,791 | The Tempest | 66 | 1.2.304 | PROSPERO | The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy |
91,792 | The Tempest | 66 | 1.2.305 | PROSPERO | Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? |
91,793 | The Tempest | 67 | 1.2.306 | ARIEL | No, sir. |
91,794 | The Tempest | 68 | 1.2.307 | PROSPERO | Thou hast. Where was she born? speak, tell me. |
91,795 | The Tempest | 69 | 1.2.308 | ARIEL | Sir, in Argier. |
91,796 | The Tempest | 70 | 1.2.309 | PROSPERO | O, was she so? I must |
91,797 | The Tempest | 70 | 1.2.310 | PROSPERO | Once in a month recount what thou hast been, |
91,798 | The Tempest | 70 | 1.2.311 | PROSPERO | Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax, |
91,799 | The Tempest | 70 | 1.2.312 | PROSPERO | For mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible |
91,800 | The Tempest | 70 | 1.2.313 | PROSPERO | To enter human hearing, from Argier, |
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