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Work The work is either a play, poem, or sonnet. The sonnets are treated as single work with 154 parts.

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1

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

293

Know thus far forth.
By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune,
Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies
Brought to this shore; and by my prescience
I find my zenith doth depend upon
A most auspicious star, whose influence
If now I court not but omit, my fortunes
Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions:
Thou art inclined to sleep; 'tis a good dulness,
And give it way: I know thou canst not choose.
[MIRANDA sleeps]
Come away, servant, come. I am ready now.
Approach, my Ariel, come.

2

Tempest
[I, 2]

Prospero

432

If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak
And peg thee in his knotty entrails till
Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.

3

Tempest
[II, 1]

Alonso

1076

Lead away.

4

Tempest
[III, 2]

Trinculo

1546

The sound is going away; let's follow it, and
after do our work.

5

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Ferdinand

1724

As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue and long life,
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion.
Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration
When I shall think: or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd,
Or Night kept chain'd below.

6

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Trinculo

1986

Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and
away with the rest.

7

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Stephano

1991

Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this
away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you
out of my kingdom: go to, carry this.

8

Tempest
[V, 1]

Prospero

2374

Go to; away!

9

Tempest
[V, 1]

Prospero

2378

Sir, I invite your highness and your train
To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest
For this one night; which, part of it, I'll waste
With such discourse as, I not doubt, shall make it
Go quick away; the story of my life
And the particular accidents gone by
Since I came to this isle: and in the morn
I'll bring you to your ship and so to Naples,
Where I have hope to see the nuptial
Of these our dear-beloved solemnized;
And thence retire me to my Milan, where
Every third thought shall be my grave.