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Look how the father's face Lives in his issue ; even so the race Of Shakespeare's mind and manners brightly shines In his well - turned and true - filed lines ; - In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandish'd at the eyes of ...
Look how the father's face Lives in his issue ; even so the race Of Shakespeare's mind and manners brightly shines In his well - turned and true - filed lines ; - In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandish'd at the eyes of ...
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The Island : before the Cell of PROSPERO . Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . [ exit . [ exit . MIRA . 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 ...
The Island : before the Cell of PROSPERO . Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . [ exit . [ exit . MIRA . 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 ...
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ACT I Sc . II Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell And thy no greater father . MIRA . More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts . PRO .
ACT I Sc . II Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell And thy no greater father . MIRA . More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts . PRO .
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Twelve year since , Miranda , twelve year since , Thy father was the Duke of Milan , and A prince of power . MIRA . Sir , are not you my father ? PRO . Thy mother was a piece of virtue , and She said thou wast my daughter ; and thy ...
Twelve year since , Miranda , twelve year since , Thy father was the Duke of Milan , and A prince of power . MIRA . Sir , are not you my father ? PRO . Thy mother was a piece of virtue , and She said thou wast my daughter ; and thy ...
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Sitting on a bank , Weeping again the King my father's wrack , This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury and my passion1 With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather .
Sitting on a bank , Weeping again the King my father's wrack , This music crept by me upon the waters ; Allaying both their fury and my passion1 With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it , Or it hath drawn me rather .
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