Caliban: As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer.
Walter Crane, from Eight illustrations to Shakespeare’s Tempest, London, 1894.
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Ferdinand: Most sure, the goddess on whom these airs attend.
Walter Crane, from Eight illustrations to Shakespeare’s Tempest, London, 1894.
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Boatswain: Hence! what care these roarers for the name of king?
Walter Crane, from Eight illustrations to Shakespeare’s Tempest, London, 1894.
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Miranda: If you’ll sit down,
I’ll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that;
I’ll carry it to the pile.
Walter Crane, from Eight illustrations to Shakespeare’s Tempest, London, 1894.
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A noise of hunters is heard. Enter divers spirits in the shape of hounds, & hunt them about: Prospero and Ariel setting them on.
Walter Crane, from Eight illustrations to Shakespeare’s Tempest, London, 1894.
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The dance of the nymphs and the reapers.
Walter Crane, from Eight illustrations to Shakespeare’s Tempest, London, 1894.
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Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, in their stolen apparel.
Robert Anning Bell, from The tempest : a comedy, by William Shakespeare, London, 1901.
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I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heaved o’erboard, by this bottle!
Robert Anning Bell, from The tempest : a comedy, by William Shakespeare, London, 1901.
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