{"id":"01KG8AZ4TG49NTHRF84VXES6AR","cid":"bafkreibwvce7jepupi7crwwqkgnnzysbt6uepmlbeirbiqoe43qsmadpe4","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreicpl5ea25nbb2grrrckjpzbilumzkovvsc5yl2ar326ct2mm7enum","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0097.jpg","height":2400,"key":"pdf-page-1769806466709-ebnswh10yt","label":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0097.jpg","page_number":97,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":420888,"text":"ACT FOUR THE TEMPEST SCENE ONE\nBeing lass-lorn ; thy pole-clipt vineyard ;\nAnd thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky-hard,\nWhere thou thyself dost air;— the queen o' the sky,\nWhose watery arch and messenger am I,\nBids thee leave these ; and with her sovereign grace,\nHere on this grass-plot, in this very place.\nTo come and sport :— her peacocks fly amain :\nApproach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.\n[Enter Ceres.\"]\nCeres. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er\nDost disobey the wife of Jupiter ;\nWho, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers\nDiffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers ;\nAnd with each end of thy blue bow dost crown\nMy bosky acres and my unshrubb'd down.\nRich scarf to my proud earth ;— why hath thy queen\nSummon'd me hither, to this short -grass'd green ?\nIris. A contract of true love to celebrate ;\nAnd some donation freely to estate\nOn the blest lovers.\nCeres. Tell me, heavenly bow.\nIf Venus or her son, as thou dost know,\nDo now attend the queen ? Since they did plot\nThe means that dusky Dis my daughter got,\nHer and her blind boy's scandal'd companyI have forsworn.\nIris. Of her society\nBe not afraid : I met her deity\nCutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son\nDove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done\nSome wanton charm upon this man and maid.\nWhose vows are, that no bed-right shall be paid\nTill Hymen's torch be lighted : but in vain ;\nMar's hot minion is return'd again;\nHer waspish-headed son has broke his arrows.\nSwears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows,\nAnd be a boy right out.\nCeres. High'st queen of state,\nGreat Juno, comes ; I know her by her gait.\nF 8l","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:26.709Z","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":"01KG8AZ51E6G6278HE5EN85FBZ","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ4E0K2CNFT9G2RBR1N32","predicate":"next"}],"ver":3,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:27.920Z","ts":"2026-01-30T21:01:52.464Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFFH6ETXGRVD10WPNP3007D6"}}