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Past the mid season,
and now, Must by us both be spent most preciously. Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give
How now? moody?
I pray thee
Dost thou forget
I do not, sir.
Ari. No, sir.
Thou hast: where was she born?
0, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible
Ari. Ay, sir.
Yes; Caliban, her son.
I thank thee, master.
Do so; and after two days
That's my noble master!
Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o'the sea; Be subject to no sight but mine ; invisible To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, And hither come in't: hence, with diligence.
[Erit Ariel. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake!
Mira. The strangeness of your story put
Shake it off: come on;
'Tis a villain, sir,
But, as 'tis,
Cal. [Within. There's wood enough within.
• Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph.
My lord, it shall be done. (Exit." Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil him.
self Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!
. Do without.
Enter Caliban. Cal. As wicked dew as e'er iny 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! Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt bave
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 honey-combs, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made them. Cal.
I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax, my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; would'st
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: and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' the 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 of the island. Pro.
Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have us'd
Cal. O ho, o ho !-'would it had been done!
Which any print of goodness will not take,
race, Tlough thou didst learn, had that in't which good
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't
Hag.seed, hence ! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert 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. Cal. No, 'pray thee!
ch power, I must obey: his art is of such power,
[Aside. It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And make a vassal of him. Pro.
So, slave; hence!
Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing and singing ;
Ferdinand following him.
And then take hands :
+ Sull, silent.