The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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Page 95
... cried , ' Hell is empty , And all the devils are here . ' PROSPERO REPROVING ARIEL . Prospero . Dost thou forget From what a torment I did free thee ? Ariel . No. Prospero . Thou dost , and think'st it much to tread the ooze Of the salt ...
... cried , ' Hell is empty , And all the devils are here . ' PROSPERO REPROVING ARIEL . Prospero . Dost thou forget From what a torment I did free thee ? Ariel . No. Prospero . Thou dost , and think'st it much to tread the ooze Of the salt ...
Page 191
... cried hum , ' and well , go to , ' But mark'd him not a word . O , he is as tedious As a tired horse , a railing wife ; Worse than a smoky house : I had rather live With cheese and garlic in a windmill , far , Than feed on cates and ...
... cried hum , ' and well , go to , ' But mark'd him not a word . O , he is as tedious As a tired horse , a railing wife ; Worse than a smoky house : I had rather live With cheese and garlic in a windmill , far , Than feed on cates and ...
Page 247
... cried Charge ! and give no foot of ground ! ' And cried A Crown , or else a glorious tomb ! A sceptre , or an earthly sepulchre ! ' With this , we charged again ; but out , alas ! 1 We bodged again ; as I have seen a swan With bootless ...
... cried Charge ! and give no foot of ground ! ' And cried A Crown , or else a glorious tomb ! A sceptre , or an earthly sepulchre ! ' With this , we charged again ; but out , alas ! 1 We bodged again ; as I have seen a swan With bootless ...
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