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Acropolis Apollo appear assailed Athens Bard beating beauty behold called changes Characters Charm CHORUS Dance daring degraded Dervishes earth efforts endured Enter Exchange Exeunt fade Fair fall fanes father figs flowers forms Freedom frown garlands globe goddess gold Graces grave Greek Slave Greet Group Hail Hast hath hear heard heart heaven HECTOR heir of Fame HELEN Hence hero holy industrious isle Janizaries Jove Kaaba lady land laurels Lead leaves Live LONDON longer look LOUIS Mahomet maiden marble MARCH MASQUE meet Melpomene Memory MERCURY mighty MINERVA Muses Nature Neptune never obtain occasion offered Olympian once Parthenon Pointing procession PROSPERO reared relics RUINS sacred Sappho SCENE Shakspeare's sing slave smiles song stand Statue stone strain STREET temple Theatre thee Theseus thou Thunder toil tower Waving Winds wisdom Witch Women Wretched wrought
الصفحة 14 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
الصفحة 14 - twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-based promontory Have I made shake: and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar: graves, at my command, Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let them forth By my so potent art.
الصفحة 15 - That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
الصفحة 11 - Shakspeare, that, take him for all in all, we shall not look upon his like again.
الصفحة 15 - I foretold, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.