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By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!

      — Macbeth, Act IV Scene 1

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1

Tempest
[II, 1]

Antonio

911

We two, my lord,
Will guard your person while you take your rest,
And watch your safety.

2

Tempest
[II, 1]

Ariel

1040

My master through his art foresees the danger
That you, his friend, are in; and sends me forth—
For else his project dies—to keep them living.
[Sings in GONZALO's ear]
While you here do snoring lie,
Open-eyed conspiracy
His time doth take.
If of life you keep a care,
Shake off slumber, and beware:
Awake, awake!

3

Tempest
[II, 2]

Stephano

1148

What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put
tricks upon's with savages and men of Ind, ha? I
have not scaped drowning to be afeard now of your
four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as
ever went on four legs cannot make him give ground;
and it shall be said so again while Stephano
breathes at's nostrils.

4

Tempest
[III, 1]

Miranda

1304

If you'll sit down,
I'll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that;
I'll carry it to the pile.

5

Tempest
[III, 1]

Ferdinand

1307

No, precious creature;
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you should such dishonour undergo,
While I sit lazy by.

6

Tempest
[III, 2]

Stephano

1507

Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but,
while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.

7

Tempest
[III, 3]

Prospero

1664

Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou
Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated
In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life
And observation strange, my meaner ministers
Their several kinds have done. My high charms work
And these mine enemies are all knit up
In their distractions; they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, while I visit
Young Ferdinand, whom they suppose is drown'd,
And his and mine loved darling.

8

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Stephano

1982

I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't:
wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this
country. 'Steal by line and level' is an excellent
pass of pate; there's another garment for't.

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