Compositions from Shakespeare's Tempest, Band 1 |
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... Sometime like apes that moe and chatter at me , And after , bite me ; then , like hedge - hogs , which Lie tumbling in my barefoot way , and mount Their pricks at my footfall ; sometime am I All wound with adders , who , with cloven ...
... Sometime like apes that moe and chatter at me , And after , bite me ; then , like hedge - hogs , which Lie tumbling in my barefoot way , and mount Their pricks at my footfall ; sometime am I All wound with adders , who , with cloven ...
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... Sometime like apes that moe and chatter at me , And after , bite me ; then , like hedge - hogs , which Lie tumbling in my barefoot way , and mount Their pricks at my footfall ; sometime am I All wound with adders , who , with cloven ...
... Sometime like apes that moe and chatter at me , And after , bite me ; then , like hedge - hogs , which Lie tumbling in my barefoot way , and mount Their pricks at my footfall ; sometime am I All wound with adders , who , with cloven ...
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... Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometimes voices , That , if I then had waked after long sleep , Will make me sleep again ; and then , in dreaming , The clouds , methought , would open and shew ...
... Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometimes voices , That , if I then had waked after long sleep , Will make me sleep again ; and then , in dreaming , The clouds , methought , would open and shew ...
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Act II Scene aerial tongues ARIEL ASIA bee never flew CALIBAN caverns hollow Child of Ocean clouds cloven coursers are fed crags DEL ET SC delicate strange tracery dew-stars glisten earth ECHOES unsen Echoes we listen ere the voices faint night-flowers FAUN FERDINAND floats thou pursue forest spreadeth fountain-lighted caves fresh sunbeam glisten Then fade GONZALO Hark heaven immortal Hours inlaid with crimson ivory shell inlaid J.N.PATON JN PATON lampless air light Lures wing'd link thy hand Lures wing'd insects Milan MIRANDA mock our voices Mocks thy gently-falling morning is bright'ning Nereids NOEL PATON noon-tide darkness deep odour-breathing sleep PLATE PROMETHEUS UNBOUND PROSPERO purple night pursue the sound rim Of delicate SCENE II sculptured rim sleep Of faint soft smiles attract song floats thou spirit That guides spirit-tongued strain floats nearer sweet Panthea TEMPEST thy gently-falling feet tongues yet sound voice recedeth whirlwind's stream wild bee never wind