Fer. Where should this musick be? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more :-and sure, it waits upon ARIEL sings. Full fathom five thy father lies; Hark! now I hear them,-ding-dong, bell. [Burden, ding-dong. Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd fa ther This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes:8-I hear it now above me. Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance And say, what thou seest yond'. What is't? a spirit? Mira. 8 Owns. Pro. 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 might'st cal him A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows, Mira. A thing divine; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble. I might call him As my soul prompts it :-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free thee Within two days for this. Fer. Most sure, the goddess On whom these airs attend!-Vouchsafe, my prayer May know, if you remain upon this island; Mira. But, certainly a maid. Fer. No wonder, sir; My language! heavens! I am the best of them that speak this speech, How the best? Pro. Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld Mira. Alack, for mercy! Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of Milan, And his brave son, being twain. Pro. The duke of Milan, And his more braver daughter, could controul thee, If now 'twere fit to do't:-At the first sight [Aside. They have charg'd eyes:-Delicate Ariel, Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father Fer. O, if a virgin, And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Pro. Soft, sir; one word more. They are both in either's powers: but this swift busi ness I must uneasy make, lest too light winning [Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge thee, That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself From me, the lord on't. Fer. No, as I am a man. 9 Confute. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple: If the ill spirit have so fair an house, Good things will strive to dwell with't. Follow me. -[To FERD. Pro. Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come. I'll manacle thy neck and feet together: Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks, Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow. Fer. I will resist such entertainment, till Mine enemy has more power. Mira. No; [He draws. O dear father, Make not too rash a trial of him, for He's gentle, and not fearful.' Pro What, I say, My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor; Who mak'st a shew, but dar'st not strike, thy con science Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward;2 For I can here disarm thee with this stick, And make thy weapon drop. Mira. Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments. Mira. I'll be his surety. Pro. Beseech you, father! Sir, have pity; Silence: one word more. Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! An advocate for an impostor? hush! Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Having seen but him and Caliban: Foolish wench! To the most of men this is a Caliban, And they to him are angels. So they are: Thy nerves are in their infancy again, Fer. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth Have I in such a prison. Pro. space enough Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!-Follow me. It works:-Come on. [To FERD. and MIR. [To ARIEL. Be of comfort; Hark, what thou else shalt do me. Mira. My father's of a better nature, sir, Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Pro. Thou shalt be as free As mountain winds: but then exactly do All points of my command. Ari. To the syllable. Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. [Exeunt. |