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I pray thee
Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, |To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands,
Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee,
By help of her more potent ministers, Pro.
or the king's ship, And in her most unmitigable rage, The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, Into a cloven pine; within which 'rift And all the rest o' the fleet?
Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain
Safely in harbour A dozen years; within which space she died,
(Save for the son that she did litter here, Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd la-A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honoured with bour,
A human shape. I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the fleet, Ari.
Yes; Caliban, her son. Which I dispers'd, they all have met again; Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, And are upon the Mediterranean flote, 2
Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st Bound sadly home for Naples;
What torment I did find thee in : thy groans Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts And his great person perish.
Of ever angry bears: it was a torment Pro.
Ariel, thy charge To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: Could not again undo; it was mine art, What is the time o' the day?
When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape Ari.
Past the mid season. The pine, and let thee out. Pro. At least two glasses: the time 'twixt six Ari.
I thank thee, master.
Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak,
And do my spiriting gently.
Do so; and after two days
I will discharge thee.
That's my noble master!
Pro. Go make thyself like a nymph o' the sea;
(Erit Ariel. To bate me a full year.
Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well;
Mira. The strangeness of your story put Ari,
Heaviness in me. Pro. Thou dost; and think'st
Shake it off; come on; It much, to tread ihe ooze of the salt decp; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never To run upon the sharp wind of the north; Yields us kind answer. To do me business in the veins o' the earth,
'Tis a villain, sir, When it is bak'd with frost.
I do not love to look on.
But, as 'tis, Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, forgot
Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices The soul witch Sycorax, who, with age, and envy, That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban! Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Thou earth, thou! speak. Ari. No, sir.
Cal. (Wilhin.) There's wood enough within. Pro. Thou hast: where was she born ? Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business speak; tell me.
for thee; Ari. Sir, in Argier."
Come forth, thou tortoise! when ? Pro.
0, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been,
Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph.
Hark in thine ear.
Ari. My lord, it shall be done. (Erlt. did,
Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil They would not take her life. Is not this true ?
himself Ari. Av, sir.
Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Pro. This blur-ey'd hag was hither brought with child,
Enter Caliban. And here was len by the sailors. Thou, my slave, Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd As thou report'st tnvsell, wast then her servant: With raven's feather from im wholesome sen, And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate
Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye (1) Bermudas. (2) Ware. (3) Algiers. (4) Commands. (5) Do without.
And blister you all o'er!
Court'sied when you have, and kiss'do
Foot it featly here and there;
Hark, hark !
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging The watch-dogs bark : Tnan bees that made them.
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. Cal.
I must eat my dinner. Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticlere,
Fer. Where should this music be ? i the air, or Water with berries in't; and teach me how
the earth? To name the bigger light, and how the less, It sounds no more : -and sure, it waits upon That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee, Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and This music crept by me upon the waters; fertile ;
Allaying both their fury, and my passion, Cursed be I that did so!--All the charms With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, Or Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! Or it hath drawn me rather:-But 'lis gone. For I am all the subjects that you have,
No, it begins again.
Full fathom five thy father lies ;
of his bones are coral made ; Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have Those are pearls that were his eyes. usd thee,
Nothing' of him that doth fade, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodgid thee
But doth suffer a sea-change In mine owu cell, till thou didst seek to violate
Into something rich and strange. The honour of my child.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Cal. O ho, o ho!'would it had been done!
Hark? ow I hear thein,--ding-dong, bell. Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
(Burden, ding-dong. This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave;
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd Which any print of goodness will not také,
father:Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,
This is no mortal business, nor no sound Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each That the earth owes ::-I hear it now above me. hour
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, And say, what thou seest yond'. Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like Mira.
What is't ? a spirit ? A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, With words that made them known: But thy vile It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirit. race,
Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good such senses natures
As we have, such: this gallant which thou seest Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.
call him Cal. You taught me language ; and my profit on't A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, is, I know how to curse: the red plague ride you, And strays about to find them. For learning me your language !
I might call him Pro.
Hag-seed, hence! A thing divine ; for nothing natural
(Aside. If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly
As my soul prompts it :-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps ;
free thee Fill all thy bones with aches: make thee roar, Within two days for this. That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
Most sure, the goddess Cal. No, 'pray thee !
On whom these airs attend !--Vouchsafe my prayer I must obey: his art is of such power, (Aside. May know, if you remain upon this island; It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And that you will some good instruction give, And make a vassal of him.
How I may bear me here : my prime request, Pro.
So, slave; hence! Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder!
No wonder, sir;
My language? heavens ARIEL'S SONG.
I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.
How! the best? And then take hands :
What wert thou, if the king of Napies heard thee 1 (1) Fairies. (2) Destroy.
(3) Still, silent.
F'er. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders Pra
Come on ; obey : To hear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me;
ITo Ferd. And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; Thy nerves are in their infancy again, Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld And have no vigour in them. Th king my father wreck'd.
So they are: wira,
Alack, for mercy! My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, Milan
The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, And his brave son, being twain.
To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Pro.
The duke of Milan, Might I but through my prison, once a day, And his more braver daughter, could control thee, Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth Il now it were fit to do 't. At the first sight Let liberty make use of; space enough
(Aside. Have I in such a prison. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel,
It works :-Come on. I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir; Thou hast done well, fine Arial Follow me.I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
[To Ferd. and Mira. Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Hark, what thou else shalt do me. (To Ariel. Is the third man that ere I saw; the first
Be of comfort, That ere I sigh'd for: pity move my father My father's of a better nature, sir, To be inclin'd my way!
Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Fer.
O, if a virgin, Which now came from him. And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
Thou shalt be as free The queen of Naples.
As mountain winds : but then exactly do Pro.
Soft, sir; one word more.- All points of my command. They are both in either's powers: but this swift Ari.
To the syllable. business
Pro. Come, follow : speak not for him. (Ereunt. I must uneasy make, lest too light winning(Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; 1 charge
No, as I am a man. SCENE 1: Another part of the island. Enler Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, temple :
Francisco, and others.
Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have Pro.
Follow me.- (To Ferd. Speak not you for him ; he's a traitor.-Come,
(So have we all) of joy; for our escape I'll manacle thy neck and feet together :
Is much beyond our loss : our hint of wo Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be Is common; every day, some sailor's wise, The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.
Have just our theme of wo: but for the miracle, Fer.
I mean our preservation, sew in millions I will resist such entertainment, till
Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh
O dear father,
Prythee, peaco. Make not too rash a trial of him, for
Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. He's gentle, and not fearful.2
Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Pro.
What, I say, Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; Mv foot my tutor!--Put thy sword up, traitor; by and by it will strike. Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy
Gon. Sir. conscience
Seb. One :--Tell. Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward ;) Gon. When every prief is entertain'd, that's offer'd, For I can here disarm thee with this stick, Comes to the entertainer And make thy weapon drop.
A dollar. Mira.
Beseech you, father! Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments. spoken truer than you proposed. Mira.
Sir, have pity;
Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant I'll be his surety. Pro.
Silence: one word more Gon. Therefore, my lord, -
Alon. I pr’ythee, spare.
Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good And they to him are angels.
wager, first begins to crow? Mira.
My affections Seb. The old cock.
Seb. Done: the wager ?
Seb. A match. (1) Confute. (2) Frightful (3) Guard
Aur, Though this island seem to be dosert,
Seb. Ha, ha, ha!
Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Ant. So, you've pay'd.
against Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,- The stomach of my sense: 'would I had never Seb. Yet,
Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, Adr. Yet
My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Ant. He could not miss it.
Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and I ne'er again shall see her.. O thou mine heir delicate temperance.'
or Naples and of Milan, what strange Ish Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Hath made his meal on thee! Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly de Fran.
Sir, he may live; livered.
I saw him beat the surges under him, Alr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Whose enmity he fung aside, and breasted Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen. The surge most swoln that met him : his bold Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life.
head Ant. True; save means to live.
'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Seb. Or that there's none, or little.
Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd green!
As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt, Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.
He came alive to land. Seb. With an eyes of green in't.
No, no, he's gone. Ant. He misses not much.
Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. loss;
Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, al-That would not bless our Europe with your daughmost beyond credit-). Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.
But rather lose her to an African; Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than Alon.
Pr’ythee, peace. stain'd with salt water.
Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importun'd Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would otherwise it not sav, He lies ?
By all of us; and the fair soul herself
Gm. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh Which end o’ the beam she'd bow. We have lost as when we put them on first in Afric, at the mar
your son, ria re of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have of Tunis.
More widows in them of this business' making, Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper Than we bring men to comfort them: the fault's well in our return.
Your own Alr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. paragon to their queen.
My lord Sebastian, Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.
The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Ant. Widow ? a pox o' that! how came that And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, widow in ? Widow Dido!
When you should bring the plaster. Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? Seb.
Very well, good lord, how you take it!
Anl. And most chirurgeonly.
Foul weather? A lr. Carthage ?
Very foul. Gon. I assure you, Carthage.
Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord, Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. Seh. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too.
Or docks, or mallows. Ar!. What impossible matter will he make easy Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? next?
Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by contraries pocket, and give it his son for an apole.
Execute all things : for no kind of trail'e Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Would I admit; no name of magistrate; bring forth more islands.
Letters should not be known; no use of service, Gón. Av?
of riches or of poverty; no contracts, Ant. Why, in good time.
Successions; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none. Gon. $:-, we were talking, that our garments No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the No occupation; all men idle, all;, marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. And women too; but innocent and pure:
Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. No sovereignty :-
And yet he would be king on't. Ant, 0, widow Dido ; av, widow Dido.
Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forGm. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first gets the beginning. day I wore it? I'mean, in a sort.
Gon. All things in common nature should produce Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.
Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine,
(1) Temperature. (2) Rank. (3) Shade of colour.!
(4) Degrec or quality.
(5) The rack.
Would I not have;, but nature should bring forth, Whiles thou art wakingi of its own kind, all l'oizon,' all abundance,
Thou dost snore distinctly; To feed my innocent people.
There's meaning in thy snores. Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ? Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Anl. None, inan; all idle; whores and knaves. Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,
Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thee o'er. To excel the golden age.
Well; I am standing water. Seh,
'Save his majesty! Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Anl. Long live Gonzalo!
Do so: to ebb, Gun.
And, do you mark me, sir ?-Hereditary sloth instructs me. Alon. Pr’ythee, no more: Thou dost talk no
0, thing to me.
If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you mock'il ! how, in stripping it, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are you more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, use to laugh at nothing.
By their own fear, or sloth. Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.
Prøythee, say on : Gon. Who, 'in this kind of merry fooling, am The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, at nothing still.
Which throes thee much to yield. Anl. What a blow was there given:
Thus, sir : Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.
Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you (Who shall be of as little memory, would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded con;inue in it five weeks without changing.
(For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)
The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music. That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims.
Seb. I have no hope Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. That he's undrown'd. Ani. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.
0, out of that no hope, Gon. No, T warrant you: I will not adventure What great hope have you ! no hope, that way, is my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh measleep, Another way so high a hope, that even for I am very heavy?
Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.
But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with (All sleep but Alon. Seb, and Ant.
me, 1. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd? ww.d, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I S:b.
He's gone. find,
Then, tell me, They are inclined to do so.
Who's the next heir of Naples ?
Ant. She that is queen of Tunis ; she that dwells It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from. Naples It is a comforter.
Can have no note, unless the sun were post,
(The mani’ the moon'stoo slow,) till new-born chins Will guard your person, while you take your rest, Be rough and razorable: she, from whom And watch your safety.
We were all sea-swallowed, though some cast again; Alon.
Thank you: wondrous heavy. And, by that, destin'd to perform an act,
(Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel. Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! In yours and iny discharge. Anl. It is the quality o' the climate.
What stuff is this ?-How say you? Seb.
Why l'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; Doth it not then our eve-lids sink? I find not So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions Myself dispos'd to sleep.
There is some space.
A space whose every cubit "They fell together all, as by consent;
Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel They dropp'à, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Measure us back to Naples ?—Keep in Tunis, Worthy Sebastian?—0, what might?-No more:- And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death And yet methinks, I see it in thy face,
That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no Whai thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; and
Than now they are: there be, that can rule Na. My strong imagination sees a crown
ples, Dropping upon thy head.
As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Seb.
What, art thou waking? As amply, and unnecessarily, Ant. Do you not hear me speak ?
As this Gonzalo; I myself could make Seb.
I do; and, surely, A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st The mind that I do! what a sleep were this Out of thy sleep : what is it thou didst say ? For your advancement! Do you understand me? This is a strange repose, to be asleep
Seb, Methinks I do. With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Int.
And how does your content And yet so fast asleep.
Tender your own good fortune ?
I remember Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st (1) Plenty.
(2) A bird of the jack-daw kind.