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What is the time o' the day?



Past the mid season.

Pros. At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now Must by us both be spent most preciously.


Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou hast promised, Which is not yet perform'd me.


What is't thou canst demand?


How now ? moody?

My liberty.

Pros. Before the time be out? no more!

Remember I have done thee worthy service;

I prithee,

Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst promise To bate me a full year.


Dost thou forget

From what a torment I did free thee?





Pros. Thou dost; and think'st it much to tread the ooze Of the salt deep,

To run upon the sharp wind of the north,

To do me business in the veins o' the earth

239, 240 Ari. Past the mid season.

Pros. At least two glasses.] Ari. Past the mid season At least two glasses. Warburton (Theobald conj.). Pros....Past the mid season? Ari. At least two glasses. Johnson conj. 240] glasses-the time,

'twixt six and now Staunton. 244 How now? moody?] How now, moody! Dyce (so Dryden, ed. 1808).

245 What] F. Which FF3F4


246 no more! Ari. I prithee, Remember] no more: I prethee. Ar. Remember Long MS.

248 made thee] Ff. made Rowe (ed. 2). made...served] made no mistakings, serv'd thee Capell conj. 249 grumblings] grumbling Collier MS. didst] FF4. did F1F2. 253-260 Of the...born?] Seven lines, ending!...

Sycorax,...hoop?...born?, Keightley


254 run] ride Upton conj.

When it is baked with frost.


I do not, sir.

Pros. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her?

Ari. No, sir.


Thou hast. Where was she born? speak;

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Once in a month recount what thou hast been,
Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,


Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did
They would not take her life. Is not this true?

Ari. Ay, sir.


Pros. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with child, And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave, As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant ; And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, By help of her more potent ministers, And in her most unmitigable rage,

259 grown] gowne F2.

260 tell me] tell me, say Hanmer.
264 mischiefs...sorceries] sorceries mani-
fold and or mischiefs many, and sor-
ceries or mischiefs manifold, sorceries
Anon. ap. Grey conj.

and sorceries] sorceries too Hanmer.
265 hearing] earing Capell conj.
266 one thing she did] one (or yon) thing

she hid M. conj. ap. Fras. Mag.


XXI. 1840. one (or yon) thing she bred Anon. conj. one thing she had Hudson (Crosby conj.).

267 Is not this true?] Is this not true?
Rowe (ed. 2).

269 blue-eyed] blear-ey'd Staunton conj.
bleared D. Wilson conj.
271 wast] Rowe (after Dryden). was Ff.
273 earthy] earthly Rowe (ed. 2).

Into a cloven pine; within which rift

Imprison'd thou didst painfully remain

A dozen years; within which space she died,
And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans
As fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this island-
Save for the son that she did litter here,

A freckled whelp hag-born-not honour'd with
A human shape.

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Pros. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban,
Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st
What torment I did find thee in; thy groans
Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts
Of ever-angry bears: it was a torment
To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not again undo: it was mine art,
When I arrived and heard thee, that made gape
The pine, and let thee out.


I thank thee, master.

Pros. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till

Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.

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289 ever-angry] even angry D. Wilson conj.

298 See note (IV).

spiriting] spryting FF. spriting FF

Pros. Go make thyself like a nymph o' the sea:

Be subject to no sight

but thine and mine; invisible

To every eyeball else.

Go take this shape,

And hither come in't go, hence with diligence! [Exit Ariel. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well;


Mir. The strangeness of your story put

Heaviness in me.


Shake it off. Come on ;

We'll visit Caliban my slave, who never

Yields us kind answer.


I do not love to look on.


'Tis a villain, sir,

But, as 'tis,

We cannot miss him he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood, and serves in offices
That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban !
Thou earth, thou! speak.

Cal. [within]




There's wood enough within. Come forth, I say! there's other business for


Come, thou tortoise! when?

301 like] F. like to FF3F4

302 Be subject to] be subject To Malone. but thine and mine] but mine Rowe (ed. 2). 302-304 Be subject...diligence!] As four lines, ending mine...else...hence ...diligence, Elze conj.

304 And...diligence!] As in Pope. Two lines, the first ending hence, in Ff.

in't] in it Pope.

go, hence] goe: hence Ff. go hence
Rowe (ed. 2). hence Hanmer.
[Exit Ariel.] [Exit. Ff.

306 [awaking. Singer (ed. 2). Waking.

Collier MS.


307 Heaviness] Strange heaviness Clark and Glover conj. Heart heaviness Bulloch conj. A heaviness Anon. conj.

308 [Waking. Collier, ed. 2. 312 serves in offices] F1. serves offices FFF4 serveth offices Collier MS. 314 [within] Rowe (after Dryden). 316 Come, thou tortoise! when?] om.

Pope. Come, thou tortoise wen! Jackson conj. Come, thou tortoise, then. Anon. conj. (Gent. Mag. 1820).

Come] Come forth Steevens.

Re-enter ARIEL like a water-nymph.

Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,

Hark in thine ear.


My lord, it shall be done.


Pros. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!


Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen

Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye

And blister you all o'er!



Pros. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made 'em.


Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou takest from me. When thou camest first, Thou strokedst me, and madest much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night:

Re-enter...] Capell. Enter... Ff. 320 come forth!] come forth, thou tortoise! Pope.

321 SCENE IV. Pope.

wicked] cursed Cartwright conj.

323 south-west] south-west wind Keightley conj.

327 vast of] wait at Long MS. waste of Kinnear conj.

327, 328 Shall...All] Theobald. Shall

for that vast of night, that they may

and then I loved thee,


worke All Ff (work F3F4). Shall
forth at vast of night, that they may
work All T. White conj.
329 honeycomb] honey-combs Pope.
330 made] make Jervis conj.

332 camest] Rowe. cam'st Ff. cam'st
here Hudson (Ritson conj.).
333 strokedst] stroak'dst Rowe. stroakst
F,F stroak'st F3F4

madest] Rowe (after Dryden). made

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