Ari. Pardon, master: I will be correspondent to command, Pro. Do so; and after two days I will discharge thee. Ari. That's my noble master! What shall I do? say what? what shall I do? 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 on me. Pro. Shake it off: Come on; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us kind answer. . Mira. "Tis a villain, sir, I do not love to look on. Pro. But, as 'tis, 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: Come forth, thou tortoise! when? Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, 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 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-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; would'st give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee, And shew'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fertile; Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! Which first was mine own king: and here you sty me Pro. Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness: I have us'd thee, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child. Cal. O ho, O ho!-'would it had been done! Pro. Abhorred slave! Which any print of goodness will not take, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour tures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou 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, If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Cal. No, 'pray thee! I must obey his art is of such power, It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And make a vassal of him. Pro. So, slave; hence! [Aside. [Exit CALIBAN. Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing and singing; FERDI Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more :- Or it hath drawn me rather :-But 'tis gone. No, it begins again. 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 father: This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me. Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And say, what thou seest yond'. Mira. What is't? a spirit? Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, 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 call him A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows, And strays about to find them. Mira. I might call him A thing divine: for nothing natural |