The Tempest

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Yale University Press, 2006 M01 1 - 157 páginas
Shakespeare's valedictory play is also one of his most poetical and magical. The story involves the spirit Ariel, the savage Caliban, and Prospero, the banished Duke of Milan, now a wizard living on a remote island who uses his magic to shipwreck a party of ex-compatriots.
 

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A very interesting Shakespeare play, and not really like any other I've read so far. It doesn't fall into any of his three categories of history, tragedy, or comedy. Parts of it are amusing, but not ... Leer comentario completo

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Crítica de los usuarios  - LaPhenix - LibraryThing

This was rather mild for a Shakespeare play. While I can't aver that I understood every pun and allusion in the play I did enjoy it. It's amazing how a play existing almost on dialogue alone can convey such vivid images. Leer comentario completo

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The Tempest
1
AN ESSAY BY HAROLD BLOOM
137
FURTHER READING
149
FINDING LIST
155
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Página xx - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Página x - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Página xxv - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página xxix - It may seem a paradox, but I cannot help being of \ opinion that the plays of Shakespeare are less calculated for performance on a stage than those of almost any other dramatist whatever.
Página xxiii - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.

Acerca del autor (2006)

Burton Raffel is Distinguished Professor of Arts and Humanities Emeritus and professor of English emeritus, University of Louisiana at Lafayette. Among his many edited and translated publications are Poems and Prose from the Old English, Cligès, Lancelot, Perceval, Erec and Enide, and Yvain, all published by Yale University Press. Harold Bloom, Sterling Professor of Humanities at Yale University and Berg Professor of English at New York University, is the author of many books, including The Western Canon, Shakespeare: The Invention of the Human, and Where Shall Wisdom Be Found?

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