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And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle,

The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile:
Cursed be I that did so! All the charms

Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
For I am all the subjects that you have,


Which first was mine own king: and here you sty me In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

The rest o' th' island.

Thou most lying slave,


Pros. Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used thee, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodged thee In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate

The honour of my child.

Cal. O ho, O ho! would 't had been done! Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans.

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Which any print of goodness wilt not take,
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,



Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour
One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like
A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
With words that made them known. But thy vile race,
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures
Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou

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351 Pros.] Theobald (after Dryden). Mira. (or Mir.) Ff.

352 wilt] F. will F2F3F4.

· 355, 356 didst not...Know] couldst not ...Shew Hanmer (Warburton).

356 wouldst] didst Hanmer.

358 vile] Rowe. vild Ff. wild D. Wilson conj.

Deservedly confined into this rock,

Who hadst deserved more than a prison.

Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you

For learning me your language!

Hag-seed, hence!
Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou'rt best,
To answer other business.

Shrug'st thou, malice?

If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly
What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps,
Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar,
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

No, pray thee.
[Aside] I must obey his art is of such power,
It would control my dam's god, Setebos,

And make a vassal of him.




So, slave; hence! [Exit Caliban.

Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing; FERDINAND following.

ARIEL'S song.

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hands:

Courtsied when you have and kiss'd
The wild waves whist:

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Re-enter ... following.] Malone. Enter Ferdinand and Ariel, inuisible playing and singing. FF,F3. Enter F. and A. invisible, ... F4. Musick. Re-enter Ariel invisible; Ferdinand following. Capell. 375,376 sands,...hands:] sands;...hands, Nicholson conj.

377, 378 kiss'd The...whist:] kiss'd:Ye...whist! Nicholson conj. (N. and Q. 1866).

378 The wild waves whist] Printed as a parenthesis by Steevens. See note (V).

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Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow.

Where should this music be? i' th' air or th' earth?

It sounds no more: and, sure, it waits upon
Some god o' th' island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father's wreck,
This music crept by me upon the waters,
Allaying both their fury and my passion
With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,
Or it hath drawn me rather.
But 'tis gone.

No, it begins again.

ARIEL sings.

Full fathom five thy father lies;

Of his bones are coral made;

Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth suffer a sea-change

Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell :

Burthen: Ding-dong.

Ari. Hark! now I hear them,-Ding-dong, bell.

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387 th' air or th' earth?] in air or

earth? Pope.

390 again] against Rowe (after Dry


391 crept] creept F2.


397 coral] corals Keightley conj.

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father. 405

This is no mortal business, nor no sound

That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me.
Pros. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,
And say what thou seest yond.


What is't? a spirit? Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,

It carries a brave form. But 'tis a spirit.


Pros. No, wench; it eats and sleeps and hath such senses As we have, such. This gallant which thou seest Was in the wreck; and, but he's something stain'd With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou mightst call him A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows,

And strays about to find 'em.


I might call him

A thing divine; for nothing natural

I ever saw so noble.


[Aside] It goes on, I see,


As my soul prompts it. Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee Within two days for this.


Most sure, the goddess

On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe my prayer
May know if you remain upon this island;

And that you will some good instruction give
How I may bear me here: my prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder !
If you be maid or no?

406 [Musicke aboue. Collier MS.
407 owes] owns Pope (after Dryden),

but leaves ow'st 454.

408 SCENE VI. Pope.

eye] eyes Collier MS.

409 What is't? a spirit?] What! is't a spirit? Daniel conj.

419 [Aside] Pope.



It goes on, I see,] It goes, I see Capell. It goes on Steevens (1793). 'T goes on, I see, Nicholson conj. 420 fine spirit!] om. Hanmer. 421 [seeing her. Collier MS. 423 [Kneeling. Collier (ed. 2). Kneeles. Collier MS.

427 maid] F3. Mayd FF. made F4.


But certainly a maid.


No wonder, sir;

My language! heavens!

I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.

How? the best?

What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee?
Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders
To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me;
And that he does I weep: myself am Naples,
Who with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld
The king my father wreck'd.


Alack, for mercy!



Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of Milan And his brave son being twain.


[Aside] The Duke of Milan

And his more braver daughter could control thee,

At the first sight
Delicate Ariel,

[To Fer.] A word, good sir;

If now 'twere fit to do't.
They have changed eyes.
I'll set thee free for this.
I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
Mir. Why speaks my father so ungently? This

Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first

That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father
To be inclined my way!


O, if a virgin,

And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The queen of Naples.

428 [Rising. Collier (ed. 2). 429 [rising. Collier MS.

438 [Aside] Dyce (Collier MS.). Capell marks At...this (440-442) only as Aside.

439 control] console Staunton conj. (doubtfully).

442, 452 [To Fer.] To him. Collier. 443 See note (VI).



444 ungently] F1. urgently FF3F4
grudgingly Anon. conj. MS. (Prof.
D. Wilson's copy of F2).
445, 446 e'er] Rowe. ere Ff.

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