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And give it way;--I know thou canst not choose.

[Miranda sleeps. Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Approach, my Ariel ; come.

Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I

come

To answer thy best pleasure; be 't to fly,
To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride
On the curld clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task
Ariel, and all his quality.1
Pro.

Hast thou, spirit,
Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee?
Ari. To

every

article. I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Now in the waist, the deck, in

every cabin, I flamed amazement: Sometimes I'd divide, And burn in many places ; on the top-mast, The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, T'hen meet, and join : Jove's lightnings, the pre

cursors

O'the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary
And sight-out-running were not: The fire, and

cracks
Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune
Seem’d to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble,
Yea, his dread trident shake.

1 All his confederates; all who are of the same profession. : The part between the quarter-deck and the forecastle.

Pro.

My hrave spirit !
Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil 1
Would not infect his reason ?
Ari.

Not a soul
But felt a fever of the mad,? and play'd
Some tricks of desperation : All, but mariners,
Plunged in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel,
Then all a-fire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand,
With hair up-staring, (then like reeds, not hair)
Was the first man that leap'd; cried, 'Hell is empty,
And all the devils are here.'
Pro.

Why, that's my spirit !
But was not this nigh shore ?
Ari.

Close by, my master.
Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe?
Ari.

Not a hair perish'd ;
On their sustaining garments not a blemish,
But fresher than before : and, as thou badest me,
In troops I have dispersed them 'bout the isle :
The king's son have I landed by himself;
Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs,
In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,
His arms in this sad knot.3
Pro.

Of the king's ship,
The mariners, say, how thou hast disposed,
And all the rest o' the fleet?

| Bustle, tumult.

2 Not a sou! but felt such a fever as madmen feel, when the frantic fit is on them.

3 Folded.

Ari.

Safely in harbor
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once
Thou call’dst me up at midnight to fetch dew
From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid
The mariners all under hatches stow'd;
Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labor
I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the fleet,
Which I dispersed, they all have met again;
And are upon the Mediterranean flote, 2
Bound sadly home for Naples ;
Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck’d,
And his great person perish.
Pro.

Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform’d; but there 's more work:
What is the time o' the day?
Ari.

Past the mid season.
Pro. 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.
Pro.

How now? moody?
What is 't thou canst demand ?
Ari.

My liberty.
Pro. Before the time be out? no more.

Ari.
Remember, I have done thee worthy service:

I pray thee

1 Bermudas,

2 Wave.

Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst

promise To bate me a full year. Pro.

Dost thou forget From what a torment I did free thee? Ari.

No.
Pro. 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,
When it is baked with frost.
Ari.

I do not, sir.
Pro. 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. Pro.

Thou hast : where was she born ? speak; tell me. Ari. Sir, in Argier. Pro.

O, 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 To enter human hearing, from Argier, Thou know'st, was banish’d; for one thing she did, 11.ey would not take her life : Is not this true?

i Algiers.

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