The Creative Reader: An Anthology of Fiction, Drama, Poetry |
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Strana 437
( GUARDS enter through arch . ) ANTIGONE ( in a great cry of relief ) . At last , Creon ! ( CHORUS enters through left arch . ) CREON ( to the GUARDS ) . Take her away ! ( CREON goes up onto top step . GUARDS grasp ANTIGONE by her arms ...
( GUARDS enter through arch . ) ANTIGONE ( in a great cry of relief ) . At last , Creon ! ( CHORUS enters through left arch . ) CREON ( to the GUARDS ) . Take her away ! ( CREON goes up onto top step . GUARDS grasp ANTIGONE by her arms ...
Strana 443
( At the sound of the drum roll , seCOND and THIRD GUARDS enter through the right arch . ANTIGONE rises . GUARDS seize her and exit with her . The lighting moves up to suggest late afternoon . CHORUS enters . ) CHORUS .
( At the sound of the drum roll , seCOND and THIRD GUARDS enter through the right arch . ANTIGONE rises . GUARDS seize her and exit with her . The lighting moves up to suggest late afternoon . CHORUS enters . ) CHORUS .
Strana 588
0 588 DRAMA THE TEMPEST : Act I , Sc . II ( Enter MARINERS wet . ) MARINERS All lost ! to prayers , to prayers ! all lost ! BOATSWAIN . What , must our mouths be cold ? SEBASTIAN ANTONIO . 20 ALONSO , Where is the master , boatswain ?
0 588 DRAMA THE TEMPEST : Act I , Sc . II ( Enter MARINERS wet . ) MARINERS All lost ! to prayers , to prayers ! all lost ! BOATSWAIN . What , must our mouths be cold ? SEBASTIAN ANTONIO . 20 ALONSO , Where is the master , boatswain ?
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GUY DE MAUPASSANT | 13 |
COLETTE AUDRY | 26 |
JOSEPH CONRAD | 34 |
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