Compositions from Shakespeare's Tempest, Band 1 |
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sir Joseph Noël Paton. ACT III . SCENE I. FERDINAND . Hear my soul speak ; - The very instant that I saw you , did My heart fly to your service ; there resides , To make me slave to it ; and , for your sake , Am I this patient log - man ...
sir Joseph Noël Paton. ACT III . SCENE I. FERDINAND . Hear my soul speak ; - The very instant that I saw you , did My heart fly to your service ; there resides , To make me slave to it ; and , for your sake , Am I this patient log - man ...
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sir Joseph Noël Paton. ACT II I. SCENE I. FERDINAND . Hear my soul speak ; - The very instant that I saw you , did My heart fly to your service ; there resides , To make me slave to it ; and , for your sake , Am I this patient log - man ...
sir Joseph Noël Paton. ACT II I. SCENE I. FERDINAND . Hear my soul speak ; - The very instant that I saw you , did My heart fly to your service ; there resides , To make me slave to it ; and , for your sake , Am I this patient log - man ...
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... hear . ECHOES . Oh , follow , follow , As our voice recedeth , PANTHEA . List ! the strain floats nearer now . ASIA . Come , sweet Panthea , link thy hand in mine , And follow , ere the voices fade away . m Act II . Scene I سے PL 3 ...
... hear . ECHOES . Oh , follow , follow , As our voice recedeth , PANTHEA . List ! the strain floats nearer now . ASIA . Come , sweet Panthea , link thy hand in mine , And follow , ere the voices fade away . m Act II . Scene I سے PL 3 ...
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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