{"id":"01KG8AZ4VBAVWJFZ7FYT2TYEXZ","cid":"bafkreihet7r35andl6ez5jquryghedcdjevr2rjzrnvlnxdjuey643qc2m","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreih5vrqjovjwj7xu52x6xob7bvkdknbicrstar3hryidfofms2xllq","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0082.jpg","height":2400,"key":"pdf-page-1769806466702-7cmkw61b39v","label":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0082.jpg","page_number":82,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":427284,"text":"ACT THREE THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO\nWhich when he has a house, he'll deck withal.\nAnd that most deeply to consider is\nThe beauty of his daughter ; he himself\nCalls her a nonpareil : I never saw a woman,\nBut only Sycorax my dam and she ;\nBut she as far surpasseth Sycorax\nAs great'st does least.\nStephana. Is it so brave a lass?\nCaliban. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant.\nAnd bring thee forth brave brood.\nStephana. Monster, I will kill this man : his daughter and I\nwill be king and queen,— save our graces!— and Trinculo\nand thyself shall be viceroys. Dost thou like the plot,\nTrinculo ?\nTrinculo. Excellent.\nStephana. Give me thy hand : I am sorry I beat thee ; but,\nwhile thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.\nCaliban. Within this half-hour will he be asleep :\nWilt thou destroy him then.>\nStephana. Ay, on mine honour.\nAriel. This will I tell my master.\nCaliban. Thou makest me merry ; I am full of pleasure :\nLet us be jocund: will you troll the catch\nYou taught me but while-ere?\nStephana. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any\nreason. — Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings.\nFlout 'cm and scout 'em,\nAnd scout 'em and flout 'em;\nThought is free.\nCaliban. That's not the tune.\n[Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.\nStephana. What is this same?\nTrinculo. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture\nof Nobody.\nStephana. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness:\nif thou beest a devil, take 't as thou list.\nTrinculo. O, forgive me my sins !\nStephana. He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. Mercy\nupon us !\nCaliban. Art thou afeard?\n66","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:26.702Z","text_extracted_by":"pdf-processor","text_has_content":true,"text_source":"born_digital","uploaded":true,"width":1642},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG89K56V71HSK5HCYTVQK4G2","predicate":"derived_from"},{"peer":"01KG89JREDR8WY5QQGYR5FZRDY","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ448H8YQXWA92FHXREW4","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AZ47WF7PFRZ7G4EZNVQKS","predicate":"next"}],"ver":3,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:27.947Z","ts":"2026-01-30T21:01:50.396Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFFH6ETXGRVD10WPNP3007D6"}}