Ferdinand and Miranda’s love | “At first sight they have changed eyes” |
Caliban’s love of the island | “Be not afeared; the isle is full of noises, /Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not” |
Harpy denunciation of the royal party | “You are three men of sin” |
Nature vs. nurture Caliban | “A devil, a born devil, on whose nature/ Nurture can never stick” |
Nature vs. nurture Miranda | “Good wombs have borne bad sons” |
Prospero’s realisation | “The rarer action is/ In virtue than in vengeance” |
Prospero’s renunciation of his magic | “deeper than did ever plummet sound/ I’ll drown my book” |
Miranda’s naivety | “O brave new world/ That has such people in’t” |
Prospero’s self-pity | “Me, poor man, my library/ Was dukedom large enough” |
Prospero’s love for Miranda (I) | “O, a cherubim/ Thou wast that did preserve me” |
Ariel’s ability | “I come/ To answer thy best pleasure; be’t to fly/ To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride” |
Ferdinand’s reaction to the storm | “Hell is empty and all the devils are here” |
Prospero’s love for Miranda (II) | “I have done nothing but in care of thee -/Of thee my dear one, thee my daughter” |
Miranda’s compassion | “If by your art, my dearest father, you have/ Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them” |
Prospero about Antonio’s betrayal | “I pray thee mark me, that a brother should be so perfidious” |
Caliban’s curse against Prospero | “All the infections that the sun sucks up/ From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall” |
Caliban’s supplication to the fools | “I’ll show thee every fertile inch o’th’island…I prithee, be my god” |
Ferdinand’s love for Miranda | “But you, O you,/ So perfect and so peerless” |
Stephano seeing Caliban as a prize | “He’s a present for any emperor” |
Antonio’s lack of remorse | “If it were a kibe/ ‘Twould put me to my slipper” |
Caliban’s murder plot | “Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake” |
Prospero’s protective/dictatorial nature | “If thou dost break her virgin-knot…/ Sour eyed disdain and discord shall bestrew/ The Union of your bed with weeds” |
Comic punishment | “I’th’filthy mantled pool…dancing up to th’chins” |
Prospero’s cruelty | “Grind their joints/ With dry convulsions” |
Prospero’s forgiveness of Antonio | “I do forgive thee,/ Unnatural though thou art” |
The Tempest Quotations
July 14, 2019