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Boa's. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare: Take in the top-sail; Tend to the master's whistle.-Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough!


Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men.

Boats. I pray now, keep below.

An'. Where is the master, boatswain?

Do you not hear him? You mar our Abor keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient.

Bouts. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabins: silence: Trouble us not.

Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast tboard.

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 hatiu 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: bis complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good te to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny 1 Readily.

s Present instant.

our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeu it

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?

Seh. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasphemous, uncharitable dog!

Boats. Work you, then.

noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent

thou art.

Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstaunched wench.

Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her twe courses; off to sea again, lay her off. Enter Mariners, wet.

Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! [Exeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them,

For our case is as theirs.

Seb. I am out of patience.

Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.This wide-chapped rascal:-'Would thou mightst lie drowning The washing of ten tides! Gon. He'll be hanged yet, Though every drop of water swear against it, And gape at wid'st to glut him.

A confused noise within. Mercy on us!-We split, we split! Farewell, my wife and childrenFarewell, brother '-We spfit, we split, we split• Absolutely

a Incontinent.

[Exit. Mira.

Ant. Let's all sink with the king. Seb. Let's take leave of him. Exil. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown farze, any thing: the wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. Exit. SCENE II.-The 'sland: before the cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA. Mir. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: The sky, it seems, wou d pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer d With those that I saw suder! a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, Dash'd ad to pieces. 0, the cry did knock Against my very heart! Poor souls! they perish'd. Had I been any god of power, I would Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er It should the good ship so have swallow'd, ard The freighting souls within her. Be collected;


No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, There's no harm done.

Mira. Pro.

O, woe the day!

No harm.

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The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd
The very virtue of compassion in thee,

I have with such provision in mine art
So safely order'd, that there is no soul-
No, not so much perdition as a hair,
Betid to any creature in the vessel

Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink.
Sit down;

For thou must now know further.
You have often
Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd
And left me to a bootless inquisition;
Concluding, Stay, not yet.—


The hour's now come;
The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;
Obey, and be attentive. Caust thou remember
A time before we came unto this cell?

I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not
Outs three years old.

Certainly, sir, I can.
Pro. By what? by any other house, or person?
Of any thing the image tell me, that
Hath kept with thy remembrance.

'Tis far off,
And rather like a dream than an assurance,
That my remembrance warrants: had I not
Four or five women once, that tended me?

Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda: but how is it,

That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else
In the dark backward and abysm of time?
If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here,
How thou cam'st here, thou may'st.


But that I do not.

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O, my heart bleeds
To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to,
Which is from my remembrance! Please you fe

- Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio,
I pray thee, mark me,--that a brother should
Of all the world I lov'd, and to h m put
Be so perfidious!-he whom, next thyself,
The manage of my state; as, at that time,
Through all the signiories it was the first,
And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed
In dignity, and, for the liberal arts,
Without a parallel; those being all my study,
The government I cast upon my brother,
And to my state grew stranger, being transported,
And wrapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle-
Dost thou attend me?
Sir, most heedfully.


Pro. Being once perfected how to grant su S, How to deny them; whom to advance, and who To trash' for over-topping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd


Or else new-form'd them: having both the key
Of officer and office, set all hearts

To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was
The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk,
And suck'd my verdure out on't.--Thou attend'st

O good sir, I do.

I pray thee mark me.
Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,
O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false brother
Awak'd an evil nature: and my trust,
Like a good parent, did beget of him
A falsehood, in its contrary as great
As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit,
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my revenue yielded,
But what my power might else exact.--like one
Who, having unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie,--he did believe
He was the duke; out of the substitution,
And executing the outward face of royalty,
With all prerogative:-Hence his ambition
Growing, dost hear?

Your tale, sir, would cure deafness
Pro. To have no screen between this part he

And him he play'd it for, he needs will be
Absolute Milan: Me, poor man!-my library
Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties
He thinks me now incapable: confederates
(So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples,
To give him annual tribute, do him homage;
Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend
The dukedom, yet unbow'd (alas, poor Milan!)
To most ignoble stooping.

O the heavens!
Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then
tell me,
If this might be a brother.

I should sin
To think but nobly of my grandmother:
Good wombs have borne bad sons.

Now the condition.
This king of Naples, being an enemy
To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit;
Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises,-
Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,-
Should presently extirpate me and mine
Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,
With all the honors, on my brother. Whereon,
A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open
The gates of Milan; and i' the dead of darknesa,
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Me, and thy crying self.


Alack, for pity!

I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then,
Will cry it o'er again, it is a hint,
That wrings mine eyes.


Hear a little further,

And then I'll bring thee to the present businese Which now's upon us; without the which, the

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My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not;

(So dear the love my people bore me) nor set
A mark so bloody on the business; but
With colors fairer painted their foul ends.
In few, they hurried us aboa d a bark,
Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd
A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,
Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us,
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again,
'd us but loving wrong.

Was I then to you! Pro.

Alack! what trouble

O! a cherubim

Yea, his dread trident shake.

My brave spirit! Who was so firm, so constant, that this coll Would not infect his reason?

Not a soul
But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd

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Not a hair perish'd,

On their sustaining garments not a blemish,
But fresher than before; and, as thou bad st me,
In troops I have dispers' them 'bout the sie:

Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst The king's son I have landed by himself;

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Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow.
Here in this island we arriv'd; and here
Have 1, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit
Than other princes can, that have more time
For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful.

Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now I
pray you, sir,

(For still is beating in my mind,) your reason For raising this sea-storm?

Pro. Know thus far forth.By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore: and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon

A most auspicious star; whose influence

If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes
Will ever after droop. Here cease more ques-

Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness,
And give it way;-I know thou canst not choose.
[MIRANDA Sleeps.
Come away, servant, come: I am ready now:
Approach, my Arel: come.

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Whom I left coong of the air with sighs,
In an odd angle of the iste, and sitting,
His arms in this sad knot.

Of the king's ship,

The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, And all the rest o' the fleet!


Safely in harbor
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once
Thou can'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew
From the still-vex'u bermoothies, there she's hid:
The mariners all under hatches stow'd;

Whom, with a charm jom'd to their suller'd labor
I have left asleep and for the rest o' the fleet,
Which I dispers'd, they all have met again:
And are upon the Mediterranean flote
Bound sadly home for Naples;

Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd
And is great person perish.


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 to? Since thou dost give me pams,

Let me remember thee what thou hast pro.nis'd, Which is not yet perform'd me.


How now moudy?

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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 bak'd with frost.


I do not, sir. Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou for ot

The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy
Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her!
Ari. No, sir.
Thou hast where was she born?
speak; tell me.
Ari. Sir, in Argier'.
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 mischets manifold, and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish'd; for one thing she did,
They would not take her life: is not this true?
Ari. Ay, sir.

Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child,

And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave, Bustle, tumult. ⚫ Bermudas. a Wave. Algiers

As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant:
And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate
To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands,
Refusing her grand hes's, she did confine thee,
By help of her more potent ministers,
And in her most unmitigable rage,
Into a cloven pine; within which rift
Imprison'd, thou did'st painfully remain
A dozen years; within which space she died,
And left thee there; where thou did'st vent thy


As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island (Save for the son that she did litter here,

A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honor'd with
A human shape.

Yes; Caliban her son.

Ari. 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 arriv'd, 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.

Pardon, master:

I will be correspondent to command.
And do my spriting gently.

Do so; and after two days

I will discharge thee.
That's my noble master!
What shall I do? say, what? what shall I do?
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.

[Exit ARIEL. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake!

Mira. The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me.


Shake it off: Come on, We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never

Yields us kind answers.


'Tis a villain, sir, But, as 'tis,

I do not love to look on.
We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices
That profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban,
Thou earth, thou! speak.

Cal. Within. There's wood enough within.
Pro. Come forth, I say: there's other business

for thee:

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Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my 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 have cramps.

Side-stiches that shall pen thy breath up; urchinss
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.

I must eat my dinner.
This island's mine, by Sycorax, my mother,
Which thou tak st from me. When thou camest

Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me;

wouldst give me

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And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and

Cursed be I that did so;- - all the charms
of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, Fight 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.

Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have us J thee,

Filth as thou art with human care; and lodg'd thee
In mine own cell, t'll thou didst seek to violate
The honor of my child.

Cal. O ho, ho! -won'd it had been done!
Thou didst prevent me; 1 had peopled else
This isle with Calibans.

Pro. Abhorred slave; Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each


One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like
A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
With words that made them known: But thy vile


Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good


Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou
Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.

Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Is. I know how to curse: the red plague rid' you, For learning me your language!

Pro. 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.

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Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing :
FERDINAND following him.

Come unto these yellow sands

And then take hands:

Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,

(The wild waves whisi1)

Foot it featly here and there;

And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.

Hark, herk!

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh.

The watch-legs bark:

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh.

Hark, hark! I hear



The strain of strutting chanticlere
Cru, cock-a-podle-do.

Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, e

the earth?

It sounds no more:-and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaving both the'r fury, and my passion, With its sweet air; thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather: But 'tis gone. No it begins again.

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Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd

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