Gonzalo: Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, any thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death.
Category: The Tempest
The Tempest is a play by William Shakespeare, believed to have been written in 1610–11, and thought by many critics to be the last play that Shakespeare wrote alone.
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What seest thou else
Prospero: What seest thou else
In the dark backward and abysm of time?
Prospero:
I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness and the bettering of my mind
Prospero:
like one
Who having into truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie
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my library was dukedom large enough
Prospero:
my library
Was dukedom large enough
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Ariel:
Ariel:
I will be correspondent to command,
And do my spiriting gently.
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Prospero:
Prospero:
Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
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Miranda:
Miranda:
There’s nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with’t.
Gonzalo: Here is everything advantageous to life.
Antonio: True; save means to live.
Trinculo:
misery acquaints a man with strange bed-fellows
Ferdinand: here’s my hand.
Miranda: And mine, with my heart in’t
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He that dies pays all debts.
Stephano: He that dies pays all debts.
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Alonso:
Alonso:
a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse
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We are such stuff
Prospero: We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.