{"id":"01KG8AZX28SYGFFWSM7AB20NV8","cid":"bafkreidroevdory3wkvaq7j3gaki4hu5rzzej3mc7klusghpknshicweje","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreif3tocmi4w7oktlbok7dluzn57dghv6g62hyzqkiq5am3xxja6gce","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0105.jpg","height":2400,"key":"pdf-page-1769806492461-nt3lyiyfj7","label":"01_tempest_1901_illustrated_bell_page_0105.jpg","page_number":105,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":435247,"text":"ACT FOUR THE TEMPEST SCENE ONE\nFrom toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches,\nMake us strange stuff.\nStephana. Be you quiet, monster. Mistress line, is not this\nmy jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line: now,\njerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald\njerkin.\nTrinculo. Do, do : v/e ste3.1 by line and level, an 't like your\ngrace.\nStephana. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't:\nwit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this\ncountry. 'Steal by line and level' is an excellent pass\nof pate; there's another garment for't.\nTrincula. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers,\nand away with the rest\nCaliban. I will have none on 't : we shall lose our time,\nAnd all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes\nWith foreheads villanous low.\nStephana. Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this\naway where my hogshead of wine is, or I '11 turn you out\nof my kingdom : go to, carry this.\nTrinculo. And this.\nStephana. Ay, and this.\n[M nalse of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, In\nshape of dogs and hounds, hunting them about;\nProspera and Ariel setting them on.]\nPraspero. Hey, Mountain, hey !\nAriel. Silver! there it goes. Silver!\nProspera. Fury, Fury 1 there, Tyrant, there I hark, hark !\n[Caliban, Stephana, and Trinculo are driven out.\nGo charge my goblins that they grind their joints\nWith dry convulsions ; shorten up their sinews\nWith aged cramps ; and more pinch-spotted make them\nThan pard or cat o' mountain.\nAriel. Hark, they roar!\nProspera. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour\nLie at my mercy all mine enemies:\nShortly shall all my labours end, and thou\nShalt have the air at freedom : for a little\nFollow, and do me service. [Exeunt.\n89","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:52.461Z","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":"01KG8AZX0NR4MXA23Z58G7XRJT","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AZX207PN7A1GDG8MHAZ1K","predicate":"next"}],"ver":3,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:54:52.744Z","ts":"2026-01-30T21:02:30.479Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFFH6ETXGRVD10WPNP3007D6"}}