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- Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 1
- Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:
Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd
The wild waves whist. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- Fill all thy bones with aches.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- From the still-vexed Bermoothes.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness and the bettering of my mind. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me
From mine own library with volumes that
I prize above my dukedom. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- Like one
Who having into truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- My library
Was dukedom large enough. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- The fringed curtains of thine eye advance.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- 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. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- What seest thou else
In the dark backward and abysm of time? - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 1 scene 2
- A very ancient and fish-like smell.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 2 scene 2
- Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 2 scene 2
- He that dies pays all debts.
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 3 scene 2
- A kind
Of excellent dumb discourse. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 3 scene 3
- Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 4 scene 1
- Merrily, merrily shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 5 scene 1
- Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie. - William Shakespeare, "The Tempest", Act 5 scene 1
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