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92,301 | The Tempest | 109 | 2.1.196 | ANTONIO | Go sleep, and hear us. |
92,302 | The Tempest | 109 | null | ANTONIO | All sleep except ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, and ANTONIO |
92,303 | The Tempest | 110 | 2.1.197 | ALONSO | What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes |
92,304 | The Tempest | 110 | 2.1.198 | ALONSO | Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I find |
92,305 | The Tempest | 110 | 2.1.199 | ALONSO | They are inclined to do so. |
92,306 | The Tempest | 111 | 2.1.200 | SEBASTIAN | Please you, sir, |
92,307 | The Tempest | 111 | 2.1.201 | SEBASTIAN | Do not omit the heavy offer of it: |
92,308 | The Tempest | 111 | 2.1.202 | SEBASTIAN | It seldom visits sorrow, when it doth, |
92,309 | The Tempest | 111 | 2.1.203 | SEBASTIAN | It is a comforter. |
92,310 | The Tempest | 112 | 2.1.204 | ANTONIO | We two, my lord, |
92,311 | The Tempest | 112 | 2.1.205 | ANTONIO | Will guard your person while you take your rest, |
92,312 | The Tempest | 112 | 2.1.206 | ANTONIO | And watch your safety. |
92,313 | The Tempest | 113 | 2.1.207 | ALONSO | Thank you. Wondrous heavy. |
92,314 | The Tempest | 113 | null | ALONSO | ALONSO sleeps. Exit ARIEL |
92,315 | The Tempest | 114 | 2.1.208 | SEBASTIAN | What a strange drowsiness possesses them! |
92,316 | The Tempest | 115 | 2.1.209 | ANTONIO | It is the quality o' the climate. |
92,317 | The Tempest | 116 | 2.1.210 | SEBASTIAN | Why |
92,318 | The Tempest | 116 | 2.1.211 | SEBASTIAN | Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not |
92,319 | The Tempest | 116 | 2.1.212 | SEBASTIAN | Myself disposed to sleep. |
92,320 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.213 | ANTONIO | Nor I, my spirits are nimble. |
92,321 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.214 | ANTONIO | They fell together all, as by consent, |
92,322 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.215 | ANTONIO | They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, |
92,323 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.216 | ANTONIO | Worthy Sebastian? O, what might?--No more:-- |
92,324 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.217 | ANTONIO | And yet me thinks I see it in thy face, |
92,325 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.218 | ANTONIO | What thou shouldst be: the occasion speaks thee, and |
92,326 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.219 | ANTONIO | My strong imagination sees a crown |
92,327 | The Tempest | 117 | 2.1.220 | ANTONIO | Dropping upon thy head. |
92,328 | The Tempest | 118 | 2.1.221 | SEBASTIAN | What, art thou waking? |
92,329 | The Tempest | 119 | 2.1.222 | ANTONIO | Do you not hear me speak? |
92,330 | The Tempest | 120 | 2.1.223 | SEBASTIAN | I do, and surely |
92,331 | The Tempest | 120 | 2.1.224 | SEBASTIAN | It is a sleepy language and thou speak'st |
92,332 | The Tempest | 120 | 2.1.225 | SEBASTIAN | Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say? |
92,333 | The Tempest | 120 | 2.1.226 | SEBASTIAN | This is a strange repose, to be asleep |
92,334 | The Tempest | 120 | 2.1.227 | SEBASTIAN | With eyes wide open, standing, speaking, moving, |
92,335 | The Tempest | 120 | 2.1.228 | SEBASTIAN | And yet so fast asleep. |
92,336 | The Tempest | 121 | 2.1.229 | ANTONIO | Noble Sebastian, |
92,337 | The Tempest | 121 | 2.1.230 | ANTONIO | Thou let'st thy fortune sleep--die, rather, wink'st |
92,338 | The Tempest | 121 | 2.1.231 | ANTONIO | Whiles thou art waking. |
92,339 | The Tempest | 122 | 2.1.232 | SEBASTIAN | Thou dost snore distinctly, |
92,340 | The Tempest | 122 | 2.1.233 | SEBASTIAN | There's meaning in thy snores. |
92,341 | The Tempest | 123 | 2.1.234 | ANTONIO | I am more serious than my custom: you |
92,342 | The Tempest | 123 | 2.1.235 | ANTONIO | Must be so too, if heed me, which to do |
92,343 | The Tempest | 123 | 2.1.236 | ANTONIO | Trebles thee o'er. |
92,344 | The Tempest | 124 | 2.1.237 | SEBASTIAN | Well, I am standing water. |
92,345 | The Tempest | 125 | 2.1.238 | ANTONIO | I'll teach you how to flow. |
92,346 | The Tempest | 126 | 2.1.239 | SEBASTIAN | Do so: to ebb |
92,347 | The Tempest | 126 | 2.1.240 | SEBASTIAN | Hereditary sloth instructs me. |
92,348 | The Tempest | 127 | 2.1.241 | ANTONIO | O, |
92,349 | The Tempest | 127 | 2.1.242 | ANTONIO | If you but knew how you the purpose cherish |
92,350 | The Tempest | 127 | 2.1.243 | ANTONIO | Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, |
92,351 | The Tempest | 127 | 2.1.244 | ANTONIO | You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, |
92,352 | The Tempest | 127 | 2.1.245 | ANTONIO | Most often do so near the bottom run |
92,353 | The Tempest | 127 | 2.1.246 | ANTONIO | By their own fear or sloth. |
92,354 | The Tempest | 128 | 2.1.247 | SEBASTIAN | Prithee, say on: |
92,355 | The Tempest | 128 | 2.1.248 | SEBASTIAN | The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim |
92,356 | The Tempest | 128 | 2.1.249 | SEBASTIAN | A matter from thee, and a birth indeed |
92,357 | The Tempest | 128 | 2.1.250 | SEBASTIAN | Which throes thee much to yield. |
92,358 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.251 | ANTONIO | Thus, sir: |
92,359 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.252 | ANTONIO | Although this lord of weak remembrance, this, |
92,360 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.253 | ANTONIO | Who shall be of as little memory |
92,361 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.254 | ANTONIO | When he is earth'd, hath here almost persuade,-- |
92,362 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.255 | ANTONIO | For he's a spirit of persuasion, only |
92,363 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.256 | ANTONIO | Professes to persuade,--the king his son's alive, |
92,364 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.257 | ANTONIO | 'Tis as impossible that he's undrown'd |
92,365 | The Tempest | 129 | 2.1.258 | ANTONIO | And he that sleeps here swims. |
92,366 | The Tempest | 130 | 2.1.259 | SEBASTIAN | I have no hope |
92,367 | The Tempest | 130 | 2.1.260 | SEBASTIAN | That he's undrown'd. |
92,368 | The Tempest | 131 | 2.1.261 | ANTONIO | O, out of that 'no hope' |
92,369 | The Tempest | 131 | 2.1.262 | ANTONIO | What great hope have you! no hope that way is |
92,370 | The Tempest | 131 | 2.1.263 | ANTONIO | Another way so high a hope that even |
92,371 | The Tempest | 131 | 2.1.264 | ANTONIO | Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, |
92,372 | The Tempest | 131 | 2.1.265 | ANTONIO | But doubt discovery there. Will you grant with me |
92,373 | The Tempest | 131 | 2.1.266 | ANTONIO | That Ferdinand is drown'd? |
92,374 | The Tempest | 132 | 2.1.267 | SEBASTIAN | He's gone. |
92,375 | The Tempest | 133 | 2.1.268 | ANTONIO | Then, tell me, |
92,376 | The Tempest | 133 | 2.1.269 | ANTONIO | Who's the next heir of Naples? |
92,377 | The Tempest | 134 | 2.1.270 | SEBASTIAN | Claribel. |
92,378 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.271 | ANTONIO | She that is queen of Tunis, she that dwells |
92,379 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.272 | ANTONIO | Ten leagues beyond man's life, she that from Naples |
92,380 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.273 | ANTONIO | Can have no note, unless the sun were post-- |
92,381 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.274 | ANTONIO | The man i' the moon's too slow--till new-born chins |
92,382 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.275 | ANTONIO | Be rough and razorable, she that--from whom? |
92,383 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.276 | ANTONIO | We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again, |
92,384 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.277 | ANTONIO | And by that destiny to perform an act |
92,385 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.278 | ANTONIO | Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come |
92,386 | The Tempest | 135 | 2.1.279 | ANTONIO | In yours and my discharge. |
92,387 | The Tempest | 136 | 2.1.280 | SEBASTIAN | What stuff is this! how say you? |
92,388 | The Tempest | 136 | 2.1.281 | SEBASTIAN | 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis, |
92,389 | The Tempest | 136 | 2.1.282 | SEBASTIAN | So is she heir of Naples, 'twixt which regions |
92,390 | The Tempest | 136 | 2.1.283 | SEBASTIAN | There is some space. |
92,391 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.284 | ANTONIO | A space whose every cubit |
92,392 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.285 | ANTONIO | Seems to cry out, 'How shall that Claribel |
92,393 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.286 | ANTONIO | Measure us back to Naples? Keep in Tunis, |
92,394 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.287 | ANTONIO | And let Sebastian wake.' Say, this were death |
92,395 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.288 | ANTONIO | That now hath seized them, why, they were no worse |
92,396 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.289 | ANTONIO | Than now they are. There be that can rule Naples |
92,397 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.290 | ANTONIO | As well as he that sleeps, lords that can prate |
92,398 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.291 | ANTONIO | As amply and unnecessarily |
92,399 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.292 | ANTONIO | As this Gonzalo, I myself could make |
92,400 | The Tempest | 137 | 2.1.293 | ANTONIO | A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore |
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