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Col. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, And yet I needs must curse.

Mira. If, by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them.

Act I, Scene II.

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Ste. Come on your ways! open your mouth : here is that which will give language to you, cat ; open your mouth.

Act II. Scene II.

Fer.

My sweet mistress Weeps, when she sees me work, and says, such baseness Had ne'er like executor.

Act III. Scene I.

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Pro. Hey! Mountain ! hey!
Ari. Silver! there it goes! Silver!
Iro. Fury! Fury! there, Tyrant! there! hark,
hark !

Act IV. Scene I.

Pros. I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth:
And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.

Act V. Scene 1.

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