Quotes From Shakespeares The Tempest

Quotes From Shakespeare's 'The Tempest' The Tempest is a play by William Shakespeare. It was one of Shakespeares last works, produced in 1611. In The Tempest, Prospero and his daughter have lived on an island for 12 years. They were stranded on the island when Antonio usurped Prosperos rightful place as Duke of Milan. Here are few quotes from The Tempest. None that I love more than myself. You are a councilor; if you can command these elements to silence and work the peace of the presence, we will not hand a rope more - use your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hours, if it so hap.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.1A pox o your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.1Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground, long heath, broom, furze, anything. The wills above be done, but I would fain die a dry death-William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.1 Canst thou rememberA time before we came unto this cell?- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2in my false brotherawakened an evil nature, and my trust,like a good parent, did beget !of himA falsehood in its contrary as greatAs my trust was, which had, indeed, no limit,A confidence sans bound...- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2LibraryWas dukedom large enough- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2good wombs have borne bad sons.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2Would I mightBut ever see that man!- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2Hell is emptyAnd all the devils are here- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2I prithee,Remember I have done thee worthy service,Told thee no lies, made no mistakes, servedWithout or grudge or grumblings. Thou did promiseTo bate me a full year.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2As wicked dew as eer my mother brushedWith ravens feather from unwholesome fenDrop on you both! A southwest blow on yeAnd blister you all oer!- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2 To name the bigger light and how the less- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2violateThe honour of my child.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2You taught me language, and my profit ontIs, I know how to curse. The red plague rid youFor learning me your language!- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2Theres nothing ill can dwell in such a temple.If the ill spirit have so fair a house,Good things will strive to dwell witht.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2Might I but through my prison once a daybehold this maid. All corners else o th earthLet liberty make use of; space enoughHave I in such a prison.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 1.2doublet is as fresh as the first day I wore it?- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.1My lord Sebastian,The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness,And time to speak it inyou rub the soreWhen you should bring the plaster.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.1All things in common nature should produceWithout sweat or endeavor.- William Shak espeare, The Tempest, 2.1 Tis as impossible that hes undrownedas he that sleeps here swims.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.1As this Gonzalo; I myself could makeA chough of as deep chat. O, that you boreThe mind that I do, what a sleep were thisFor your advancement! Do you understand me?- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.1Were I in England now, as I once was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday-fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a manany strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.2Four legs and two voices; a most delicate monster!- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.2These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. Thats a brave god, and bears celestial liquor. I will kneel to him.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.2dropped from heaven?- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.2Ill show thee the best springs; Ill pluck thee ber ries;Ill fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.A plague upon the tyrant I serve!Ill bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,thou wondrous man.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 2.2 The mistress which I serve quickens whats dead,and makes my labors pleasures. O, she isTen times more gentle than her fathers crabbed,And hes composed of harshness.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.1Poor worm, thou art infected!This visitation shows it.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.1O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound,and crown what I profess with kind eventIf I speak true; if hollowly, invertwhat best is boded me to mischief: I,Beyond all limit of what else i th world,Do love, prize, honor you.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.1As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.2Act to Trinculo Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou! I would my valiant master would destroy thee. I do not lie- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.2What, what did I? I did nothing! Ill go farther off.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.2And that most deeply to consider isThe beauty of his daughter. He himselfCalls her nonpareil. I never saw a womanBut only Sycorax, my dam, and she;But she as far surpasseth SycoraxAs greatst does least.- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.2 Sometimes a thousand twangling instrumentsWill him about mine ears; and sometime voices,That if I then had waked after long sleep,Will make me sleep again, and then in dreamingThe clouds methought would open and show richesReady to drop upon me, that when I wakedI cried to dream again.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 3.2A living drollery! Now I will believethat there are unicorns; that in ArabiaThere is one tree, the phoenix throne, one phoenixAt this hour reigning there.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 3.3are worse than devils.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 3.3You are three men of sin, whom destiny,That hath to instrument this lower worldAnd what is  int, the never-surfeited seaHath caused to belch up you, and on this islandWhere man doth not inhabit-you mongst  menBeing most unfit to live. I have made you mad-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 3.3All three of them are desperate: their great guilt,like poison given to work a great time after,No w gins to bite their spirits. I do beseech youThat are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,And hinder them from what this ecstasyMay now provoke them to.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 3.3 All thy vexationsWere but my trials of thy love, and thouHast strangely stood the test. Here, afore heavenI ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,Do not smile at me that I boast of her,For thou shalt find that she will outstrip all praiseAnd make it halt behind her.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1Bestow upon the eyes of this young coupleSome vanity of mine art.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1a contract of true love to celebrate-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1How does my bounteous sister? Go with meTo bless this twain, that they may prosperous be,And  honored  in their issue.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1Let me live here foreverSo rare a wondered father and wifeMakes this place a paradise.-  Ã¢â‚¬â€¹William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1This is strange. Your fathers in some passionThat works him strangely.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1Never till this daySaw I him so touched with anger, so distempered.-  Wil liam Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1These our actors,As I foretold you, were all spirits, andAre melted into air, into thin air,And, like the baseless fabric of vision,The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,The solemn temples, the great globe itself,Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolveAnd, like this insubstantial pageant faded,Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuffAs dreams are made on, and our little lifeIs rounded with sleep.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1 A devil, a born devil, on whose natureNurture can never stick; on whom my pains,Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lostAnd as with age his body uglier grows,So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,Even to roaring.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1There is not only disgrace and dishonor in that,monster, but an infinite loss.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1I will have none  ont. We shall lose our timeAnd all be turned to barnacles, or to apesWith foreheads villainous low.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 4.1If you now beheld them, your affectionsWould become tender.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1Though with their high  wrongs  I am struck to  th quick,Yet with my nobler reason gainst my furyDo I take  part.  The rarer action isIn virtue than in vengeance.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1Behold, sir King,The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1I fear a madness held me. Thi s must crave,An if  this  be  at all, a most strange story.Thy dukedom I  resign,  and do entreatThou pardon me my wrongs. But how should ProsperoBe living, and be here?-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1 A daughter?O heavens, that they were living both in Naples,The King and Queen there! That they were, I wishMy  self  were  mudded in that oozy bedWhere my son lies. When did you lose your daughter?-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1O wonder!How many goodly creatures are there here!How beauteous mankind is! O brave new worldThat has such people  int!-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1Was Milan thrust from Milan that his issueShould become kings of Naples?-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1O look, sir, look, here is more of us!I prophesied if a gallows were on landThis fellow could not drown.To Boatswain Now, blasphemy,That swearst grace  oerboard, not an oath on the shore?Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news?-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1Sir, my liege,Do not infest your mind with beating onThe strangeness of this business. At picked leisure,Which shall be shortly single, Ill resolve you,Which to you shall seem probable, of everyThese happened accidents; till then, be cheerfulAnd think of each thing well.-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1 Ay, that I will; and Ill be wise hereafter,And seek for grace. What a thrice-double assWas I to take this drunkard for a god,And worship this dull fool!-  William Shakespeare,  The Tempest, 5.1