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O, I have passed a miserable night,
So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,
That, as I am a Christian faithful man,
I would not spend another such a night,
Though't were to buy a world of happy days.

      — King Richard III, Act I Scene 4

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KEYWORD: juno

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1

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Ceres

1815

High'st queen of state,
Great Juno, comes; I know her by her gait.

2

Tempest
[IV, 1]

(stage directions)

1817

[Enter JUNO]

3

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Juno

1822

Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings upon you.

4

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Ferdinand

1840

Let me live here ever;
So rare a wonder'd father and a wife
Makes this place Paradise.
[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on]
employment]

5

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Prospero

1845

Sweet, now, silence!
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;
There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

6

Tempest
[IV, 1]

Iris

1849

You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels and on this green land
Answer your summons; Juno does command:
Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love; be not too late.
[Enter certain Nymphs]
You sunburnt sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow and be merry:
Make holiday; your rye-straw hats put on
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.
[Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they]
join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance;
towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts
suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a
strange, hollow, and confused noise, they
heavily vanish]

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