{"id":"01KG8AZ4SGWK17FF2TWT7VMGP1","cid":"bafkreiah56l5hovcwm6o7dhm6cfp5jw2updpeajn3dhohnluo65jfvbh5y","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreicubii2jc4juv4vsd3xkp234y3kbxthoxmdhr2pqqmiaws6c6rnnu","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0043.jpg","height":2400,"key":"pdf-page-1769806466683-o60y2pgn3pn","label":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0043.jpg","page_number":43,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":427989,"text":"ACT ONE THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO\nFerdinand. Yes, faith, and all his lords ; the Duke of Milan\nAnd his brave son being twain.\nProspero. [Aside] The Duke of Milan\nAnd his more braver daughter could control thee,\nIf now 'twere fit to do 't. At the first sight\nThey have changed eyes. Delicate Ariel,\nI'll set thee free for this. [To Ferdinand.] A word, good sir;\nI fear you have done yourself some wrong : a word.\nMiranda. Why speaks my father so ungently? This\nIs the third man that e'er I saw ; the first\nThat e'er I sighed for : pity move my father\nTo be inclined my way!\nFerdinand. O, if a virgin.\nAnd your affection not gone forth, I '11 make you\nThe queen of Naples.\nProspero. Soft, sir! one word more.\n[Aside] They are both in either's powers : but this swift business\nI must uneasy make, lest too light winning\nMake the prize light. [To Ferdinand.] One word more;\nI charge thee\nThat thou attend me : thou dost here usurp\nThe name thou owest not ; and hast put thyself\nUpon this island as a spy, to win it\nFrom me, the lord on 't.\nFerdinand. No, as I am a man.\nMiranda. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:\nIf the ill spirit have so fair a house,\nGood things will strive to dwell with 't.\nProspero. Follow me.\nSpeak not you for him ; he 's a traitor. Come ;\nI '11 manacle thy neck and feet together :\nSea-water shalt thou drink : thy food shall be\nThe fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husksWherein the acorn cradled. Follow.\nFerdinand. No ;\nI will resist such entertainment till\nMine enemy has more power.\n[Draws, and is cliarmed from moving.\nMiranda. O dear father,\nMake not too rash a trial of him, for\nHe 's gentle, and not fearful.\n27","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:26.683Z","text_extracted_by":"pdf-processor","text_has_content":true,"text_source":"born_digital","uploaded":true,"width":1601},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG89K56V71HSK5HCYTVQK4G2","predicate":"derived_from"},{"peer":"01KG89JREDR8WY5QQGYR5FZRDY","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ47AG77RW6991G1HANG9","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ42P0CP2WH83M99PG4WX","predicate":"next"}],"ver":3,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:27.888Z","ts":"2026-01-30T21:01:17.847Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFFH6ETXGRVD10WPNP3007D6"}}