The TempestYale University Press, 01.01.2006 - 192 Seiten Shakespeare's valedictory play is also one of his most poetical and magical. The story involves the spirit Ariel, the savage Caliban, and Prospero, the banished Duke of Milan, now a wizard living on a remote island who uses his magic to shipwreck a party of ex-compatriots. |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
actors Adrian Alonso annotations Antonio ARIEL Prospero awake Boatswain bottle brave brother Burton Raffel Caliban Carthage cell Ceres daughter devil Dido doth drink drowned Duke of Milan dukedom e'er ENTER ARIEL EXEUNT EXIT ARIEL eyes father fish Folio follow foul garments give Gonzalo grace hang Hark Harold Bloom Hast thou hath hear hither honor human in't Island ENTER isle Johan Huizinga Juno King of Naples language look lord magic master meaning Miranda monster noun nymphs o'er on't percent play pray prithee prosody Prospero Thou queen red plague roaring scene scurvy Sebastian sense Shake Shakespeare's ship sing slave sleep speak spirit sprites Stephano strange swear sword Sycorax tell Tempest theater thee There's thine thing thou art thou cam'st thou didst Thou dost thou hast thou shalt Trinculo Tunis verb what's word wrack
Beliebte Passagen
Seite xx - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Seite x - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Seite xxv - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Seite xxix - It may seem a paradox, but I cannot help being of \ opinion that the plays of Shakespeare are less calculated for performance on a stage than those of almost any other dramatist whatever.
Seite xxiii - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.