SCENE I.-On a Ship at Sea. A tempestuous noise of Thunder and Lightning heard.2 Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain, as on ship-board, shaking off wet." Master. Boatswain ! 3 4 Boats. Here, master: what cheer? Boats. Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare. Take in the topsail; tend to the master's whistle.--Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough! Enter ALONZO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GON- Boats. I pray now, keep below. Ant. Where is the master, boatswain ? Where's the his hanging: make the rope of his destiny our cable, Re-enter Boatswain. Boats. Down with the top-mast: yare; lower, lower. Bring her to try with main-course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office. Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Yet again! what do you here? Shall we give o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog! Boats. Work you, then. Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noisemaker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell, and as leaky as an unstanched wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold. Set her two courses : Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour. off to sea again; lay her off. Keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient. Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not. Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Boats. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority: if you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap. Cheerly, good hearts!-Out of our way, I say. [Exit. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks, he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to 1 Former editions: the sea with a ship. 2 heard not in f. e. in f. e. 6 a: not in f. e. Absolutely. 1 3 Enter Mariners, wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! [Ex. Boats. What! must our mouths be cold? [them. Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist For our case is as theirs. Seb. I am out of patience. Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunk- This wide-chapp'd rascal,-would, thou might'st lie We split, we split-Farewell, my wife and children !— as on ship-board, etc.: not in f. e. 4 Nimbly. 5 from the cabin: not Ant. Let's all sink with the king. Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit. That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else Exit. In the dark backward and abysm of time? Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit. SCENE II.—The Island: before the cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO and MIRAnda. Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and If thou remember'st aught, ere thou camʼst here, But that I do not. Mira. Sir, are not you my father? Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said-thou wast my daughter; and thy father Was duke of Milan, thou° his only heir And princess, no worse issued. Mira. O, the heavens ! What foul play had we, that we came from thence ? Or blessed was't, we did? Pro. Both, both, my girl : By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence; But blessedly holp hither. Mira. O! my heart bleeds To think o' the teen' that I have turn'd you to, Which is from my remembrance. Please you, farther. Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio, I pray thee, mark me,—that a brother should Without a parallel: those being all my study, And to my state grew stranger, being transported Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them, whom t'advance, and whom [Lays down his robe.3 | To trash for over-topping, new created Lie there my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort. I have with such prevision in mine art So safely order'd, that there is no soul No, not so much perdition as an hair, Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. Sit down; For thou must now know farther. And rather like a dream, than an assurance That my remembrance warrants. Had I not Four or five women once, that tended me? The creatures that were mine, I say, or chang'd them, I pray thee, mark me. To credit his own lie,-he did believe He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution, Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pro. To have no screen between this part he play'd, Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But how is it, And him he play'd it for, he needs will be 1 cheek: in f. e. 2 creature: in f. e. 3 mantle in f. e. : 4 provision: in f. e. 5 Not in f. e. 6 and in f. e. 7 Trouble. 8 A hunting term, signifying to beat back. See Othello, II., 1. 9 lorded: in f. e. 10 unto truth: in f. e. To think but nobly of my grandmother: Pro. Now the condition. The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness, Mira. Alack, for pity! I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, That wrings mine eyes to 't. Pro. Hear a little farther, And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon's; without the which this story Were most impertinent. Mira. That hour destroy us? Pro. Wherefore did they not Well demanded, wench: Now I arise :- [Puts on his robe again.a I pray For still 'tis beating in my mind, your reason A most auspicious star, whose influence 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 curl'd clouds: to thy strong bidding task Pro. I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, I flam'd amazement: sometimes, I 'd divide, My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not, And burn in many places; on the topmast, Thou wast, that did preserve me. Infused with a fortitude from heaven, When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt, Mira. How came we ashore? Pro. By Providence divine. The yards and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, Pro. Ari. Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? 1 purpose in f. e. 2 butt: in f. e. 3 have in f. e. 4 This direction is not in f. e. 5 princess in f. e. Is the king's ship: in the deep nook, where once Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, Pro. What is the time o' the day? speak; tell me. Ari. Sir, in Argier. Pro. O! was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did, Yes; Caliban, her son. Pro. 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. Ari. I thank thee, master. Pro. 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. Ari. I will be correspondent to command, I will discharge thee. Ari. Pardon, master: Do so, and after two days That's my noble master! What shall I do? say what? what shall I do? To no sight but thine and mine; invisible [Exit ARIEL. But, as 'tis, Pro. Cal. [Within] There's wood enough within. Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, Hark in thine ear. Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit. Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Enter CALIBAN. Cal. As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd Pro. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, child, And here was left by the sailors: thou, my slave To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, A dozen years; within which space she died, Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, Cal. 6 I must eat my dinner. 4 like a in f. e. 5 Not in f. e. 6 honey-comb in f. e. 1 are in f. e. 2 flote: in f. e. 3 the: in f. e. 4 like a in f. e. i |