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93,401 | The Tempest | 75 | null | PROSPERO | Exeunt |
93,402 | The Tempest | 75 | null | PROSPERO | ACT V |
93,403 | The Tempest | 75 | null | PROSPERO | SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S cell. |
93,404 | The Tempest | 75 | null | PROSPERO | Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL |
93,405 | The Tempest | 1 | 5.1.1 | PROSPERO | Now does my project gather to a head: |
93,406 | The Tempest | 1 | 5.1.2 | PROSPERO | My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and time |
93,407 | The Tempest | 1 | 5.1.3 | PROSPERO | Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? |
93,408 | The Tempest | 2 | 5.1.4 | ARIEL | On the sixth hour, at which time, my lord, |
93,409 | The Tempest | 2 | 5.1.5 | ARIEL | You said our work should cease. |
93,410 | The Tempest | 3 | 5.1.6 | PROSPERO | I did say so, |
93,411 | The Tempest | 3 | 5.1.7 | PROSPERO | When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit, |
93,412 | The Tempest | 3 | 5.1.8 | PROSPERO | How fares the king and's followers? |
93,413 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.9 | ARIEL | Confined together |
93,414 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.10 | ARIEL | In the same fashion as you gave in charge, |
93,415 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.11 | ARIEL | Just as you left them, all prisoners, sir, |
93,416 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.12 | ARIEL | In the line-grove which weather-fends your cell, |
93,417 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.13 | ARIEL | They cannot budge till your release. The king, |
93,418 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.14 | ARIEL | His brother and yours, abide all three distracted |
93,419 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.15 | ARIEL | And the remainder mourning over them, |
93,420 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.16 | ARIEL | Brimful of sorrow and dismay, but chiefly |
93,421 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.17 | ARIEL | Him that you term'd, sir, 'The good old lord Gonzalo,' |
93,422 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.18 | ARIEL | His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops |
93,423 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.19 | ARIEL | From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em |
93,424 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.20 | ARIEL | That if you now beheld them, your affections |
93,425 | The Tempest | 4 | 5.1.21 | ARIEL | Would become tender. |
93,426 | The Tempest | 5 | 5.1.22 | PROSPERO | Dost thou think so, spirit? |
93,427 | The Tempest | 6 | 5.1.23 | ARIEL | Mine would, sir, were I human. |
93,428 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.24 | PROSPERO | And mine shall. |
93,429 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.25 | PROSPERO | Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling |
93,430 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.26 | PROSPERO | Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, |
93,431 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.27 | PROSPERO | One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, |
93,432 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.28 | PROSPERO | Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art? |
93,433 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.29 | PROSPERO | Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, |
93,434 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.30 | PROSPERO | Yet with my nobler reason 'gaitist my fury |
93,435 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.31 | PROSPERO | Do I take part: the rarer action is |
93,436 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.32 | PROSPERO | In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, |
93,437 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.33 | PROSPERO | The sole drift of my purpose doth extend |
93,438 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.34 | PROSPERO | Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel: |
93,439 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.35 | PROSPERO | My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, |
93,440 | The Tempest | 7 | 5.1.36 | PROSPERO | And they shall be themselves. |
93,441 | The Tempest | 8 | 5.1.37 | ARIEL | I'll fetch them, sir. |
93,442 | The Tempest | 8 | null | ARIEL | Exit |
93,443 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.38 | PROSPERO | Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, |
93,444 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.39 | PROSPERO | And ye that on the sands with printless foot |
93,445 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.40 | PROSPERO | Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him |
93,446 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.41 | PROSPERO | When he comes back, you demi-puppets that |
93,447 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.42 | PROSPERO | By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, |
93,448 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.43 | PROSPERO | Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime |
93,449 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.44 | PROSPERO | Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice |
93,450 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.45 | PROSPERO | To hear the solemn curfew, by whose aid, |
93,451 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.46 | PROSPERO | Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd |
93,452 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.47 | PROSPERO | The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, |
93,453 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.48 | PROSPERO | And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault |
93,454 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.49 | PROSPERO | Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder |
93,455 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.50 | PROSPERO | Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak |
93,456 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.51 | PROSPERO | With his own bolt, the strong-based promontory |
93,457 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.52 | PROSPERO | Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up |
93,458 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.53 | PROSPERO | The pine and cedar: graves at my command |
93,459 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.54 | PROSPERO | Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth |
93,460 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.55 | PROSPERO | By my so potent art. But this rough magic |
93,461 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.56 | PROSPERO | I here abjure, and, when I have required |
93,462 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.57 | PROSPERO | Some heavenly music, which even now I do, |
93,463 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.58 | PROSPERO | To work mine end upon their senses that |
93,464 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.59 | PROSPERO | This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, |
93,465 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.60 | PROSPERO | Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, |
93,466 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.61 | PROSPERO | And deeper than did ever plummet sound |
93,467 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.62 | PROSPERO | I'll drown my book. |
93,468 | The Tempest | 9 | null | PROSPERO | Solemn music |
93,469 | The Tempest | 9 | null | PROSPERO | Re-enter ARIEL before: then ALONSO, with a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO, SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed, which PROSPERO observing, speaks: |
93,470 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.63 | PROSPERO | A solemn air and the best comforter |
93,471 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.64 | PROSPERO | To an unsettled fancy cure thy brains, |
93,472 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.65 | PROSPERO | Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, |
93,473 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.66 | PROSPERO | For you are spell-stopp'd. |
93,474 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.67 | PROSPERO | Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, |
93,475 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.68 | PROSPERO | Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, |
93,476 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.69 | PROSPERO | Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace, |
93,477 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.70 | PROSPERO | And as the morning steals upon the night, |
93,478 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.71 | PROSPERO | Melting the darkness, so their rising senses |
93,479 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.72 | PROSPERO | Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle |
93,480 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.73 | PROSPERO | Their clearer reason. O good Gonzalo, |
93,481 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.74 | PROSPERO | My true preserver, and a loyal sir |
93,482 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.75 | PROSPERO | To him you follow'st! I will pay thy graces |
93,483 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.76 | PROSPERO | Home both in word and deed. Most cruelly |
93,484 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.77 | PROSPERO | Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: |
93,485 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.78 | PROSPERO | Thy brother was a furtherer in the act. |
93,486 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.79 | PROSPERO | Thou art pinch'd fort now, Sebastian. Flesh and blood, |
93,487 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.80 | PROSPERO | You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, |
93,488 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.81 | PROSPERO | Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Sebastian, |
93,489 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.82 | PROSPERO | Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong, |
93,490 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.83 | PROSPERO | Would here have kill'd your king, I do forgive thee, |
93,491 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.84 | PROSPERO | Unnatural though thou art. Their understanding |
93,492 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.85 | PROSPERO | Begins to swell, and the approaching tide |
93,493 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.86 | PROSPERO | Will shortly fill the reasonable shore |
93,494 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.87 | PROSPERO | That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them |
93,495 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.88 | PROSPERO | That yet looks on me, or would know me Ariel, |
93,496 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.89 | PROSPERO | Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell: |
93,497 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.90 | PROSPERO | I will discase me, and myself present |
93,498 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.91 | PROSPERO | As I was sometime Milan: quickly, spirit, |
93,499 | The Tempest | 9 | 5.1.92 | PROSPERO | Thou shalt ere long be free. |
93,500 | The Tempest | 9 | null | PROSPERO | ARIEL sings and helps to attire him |
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