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Boats. Work you, then.
Lie there my art. — Wipe thou thine eyes; have Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you wboreson, insolent
comfort. noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than | The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd thou art.
The very viriue of compassion in thee, Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning ; though the I have with such provision in mine art ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky So safely order'd, that there is no soulas an unstanched wench.
No, not so much perdition as an hair, Boats. Lay hera-hold, a-hold: set her two Betid to any creature in the vessel courses off; to sea again, lay her off.
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink
Sit down ;
For thou must now know further.
You have (iften (Exeunt. Begun to tell me what I am ; but stopp'd Boats. What, must our mouths be cold?
And left me to a bootless inquisition; Gon. The king and prince at prayers ! let us as- Concluding, Stay, not yet. sist them,
The hour's now conie ; For our case is as theirs.
The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Seb. I am out of patience.
Obey, and be attentive. Can'st thou remember Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by A time before we came unto this cell? drunkards.
I do not think thou can'st; for then thou wast not This wide-chapped rascal ; - 'Would, thou might'st Out three years old. lie drowning,
Certainly, sir, I can. The washing of ten tides !
Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Gon. He'll be hanged yet ;
Of any thing the image tell me, that Though every drop of water swear against it, Hath kept with thy remembrance. And gape at wid'st to glut him.
'Tis far off ; [A confused noise within.] - Mercy on us! We | And rather like a dream than an assurance split, we split ! Farewell, my wife and children! | That my remembrance warrants: Had I not Farewell, brother! We split, we split, we split! Four or five women once, that tended me?
Ant. Let's all sink with the king. [Erit. Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda : But how Seb. Let's take leave of him.
is it, Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of That this lives in thy mind? What see'st thou else sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown In the dark backward and abysm of time? furze, any thing: The wills above be done ! but I If thou remember'st ought, ere thou cam’st here, would fain die a dry death.
[Erit. How thou cam’st here, thou may’st.
But that I do not. SCENE II. The Island: before the Cell of Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years PROSPERO.
Thy father was the duke of Milan, and
A prince of power.
Sir, are not you my father? Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them :
Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, She said — thou wast my daughter; and thy fathe But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Was duke of Milan; and his only heir Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd
A princess; no worse issued. With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel,
0, the heavens ! Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, What foul play had we, that we came from thence Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Or blessed was't, we did ? Against my very heart! Poor souls! they perish’d. Pro.
Both, both, my girl; Had I been any god of power, I would
By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence ; Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er
But blessedly holp hither. It should the good ship so have swallowed, and Mira.
0, my heart bleeds The freighting souls within her.
To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you tc, Pro.
Be collected; Which is from my remembrance! Please you, fur. No more amazement: tell your piteous heart,
ther. There's no harm done.
Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call’d Antonio,Mira. O, woe the day!
pray thee, mark me, - that a brother should Pro.
No harm. Be so perfidious!- he whom, next thyself, I have done nothing but in care of thee,
Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter !) who The manage of my state; as, at that ume, Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Through all the signiories it was the first, Of whence I am; nor that I am more better And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell,
In dignity, and, for the liberal arts, And thy no greater father.
Without a parallel : those being all my study, Mira.
More to know The government I cast upon my brother, Did never meddle with my thoughts.
And to my state grew stranger, being transported, Pro.
'Tis time And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, Dost thou attend me? And pluck my magic garment from me. - So; Mira.
Sir, most heedfully. (Lays down his mantle. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits,
How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom Mira.
Wherefore did they not
That hour destroy us
Well demanded, wench; them,
My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst Or else new form'd them ; having both the key
not ; Of officer and office, set all hearts
(So dear the love my people bore me) nor set
With colours fairer painted their foul ends.
Bore us some leagues to sea ; where they prepar'd
A rotten carcase of a boat, not rigg'd,
Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again,
Alack! what trouble
Was I then to you!
0! a cherubim
When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt;
An undergoing stomach, to bear up
Against what should ensue.
How came we ashore ?
Pro. By Providence divine.
Some food we had, and some fresh water, that
Out of his charity (who being then appointed
Which since have steaded níuch ; so, of his gentie.
ness, Absolute Milan : Me, poor man! — my libra Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal royalties From my own library, with volumes that He thinks me now incapable : confederates I prize above my dukedom. (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, Mira.
'Would I might To give him annual tribute, do him homage ; But ever see that man ! Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend
Now I arise : -
Here in this island we arrived ; and here
O the heavens! Have I, thy school-master, made thee more profit
For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful.
Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I
pray you, sir,
(For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason Good wombs have borne bad sons.
For raising this sea-storm?
Know thus far forth....
By accident most strange, bountiful fortune,
A most auspicious star; whose influence
Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness,
And give it way; -I know thou can’st not choose. The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness,
Approach, my Ariel; come.
Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail!
Hear a little further, To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,
Ariel, and all his quality.
Hast thou, spirit, | Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Perform’d to point the tempest that I bade thee? Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, servid Ari. To every article.
Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak,
promise Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin,
To bate me a full year. I flam'd amazement: Sometimes, I'd divide,
Dost thou forget And burn in many places; on the top-mast
From what a torment I did free thee? The yards and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, Ari.
No. Then meet, and join : Jove's lightnings the precur- Pro. Thou dost; and think'st
It much to tread the ooze of the salt deep; O'the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary To run upon the sharp wind of the north ; And sight-out-running were not: The fire, and To do me business in the veins o' the earth, cracks
When it is bak'd with frost Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Ari.
I do not, sir. Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble, Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou Yea, his dread trident shake.
forgot Pro. My brave spirit ! The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age
envy, Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Would not infect his reason ?
Ari. No, sir. Ari.
Not a soul
Thou hast : Where was she born? But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd
speak; tell me. Some tricks of desperation : All, but mariners, Ari. Sir, in Argier. Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel, Pro.
O, was she so? I must, Then all a-fire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, With hair up-staring (then like reeds, not hair,) Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax, Was the first man that leap'd ; cried, Hell is empty, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible And all the devils are here.
To enter human hearing, from Argier, Pro.
Why, that's my spirit! Thou know’st, was banish’d; for one thing she did, But was not this nigh shore
They would not take her life : Is not this true? Ari.
Close by, my master. Ari. Ay, sir. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe?
Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with Ari. Not a hair perish'd;
child, On their sustaining garments not a blemish, And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave, But fresher than before: and, as thou bad'st me, As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant: In troops I have dispers'd them 'bout the isle: And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate The king's son have I landed by himself;
To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs,
Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,
By help of her more potent ministers, His arms in this sad knot.
And in her most unmitigable rage, Pro.
Of the king's ship Into a cloven pine; within which rift The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos’d,
Imprison'd, thou did'st painfully remain And all the rest o' the fleet?
A dozen years; within which space she died, Ari.
Safely in harbour And left thee there; where thou did'st vent the Is the king's ship ; in the deep nook, where once
groans, Thou call’dst me up at midnight to fetch dew As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island, From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid : (Save for the son that she did litter here, The mariners all under hatches stow'd;
A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honour'd with Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour, | A human shape. I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the fleet,
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,
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 Pru.
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 gapu 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, Must by us both be spent most preciously.
And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Ari. Is there more toil ? Since thou dost give Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. me pains,
Pardon, master :
And do my spriting gently.
Do so; and after two days What is't thou can'st demand ?
I will discharge thee. Ari.
That's my noble master! Pro. Before the time be out? no more.
What shall I do? say what? what shall I do? Ar.
I pray thee Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o’the sea ;
Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. One thing or other: when thou did’st not, savage,
(Erit ARIEL Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well ; A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes Awake!
With words that made them known : But thy vile Mira. The strangeness of your story put
race, Heaviness in me.
Though thou did'st learn, had that in't which good Pro.
Shake it off': Come on; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never
Could not abide to be with ; therefore wast thou Yields us kind answer.
Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir,
Who had’st deserv'd more than a prison. I do not love to look on.
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Pro. But, as ’tis,
Is, I know how to curse : the red plague rid you, We cannot miss him : he does make our fire, For learning me your language ! Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices
Hag-seed, hence! That profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban!
Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best, Thou earth, thou ! speak.
To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? Cal. [Within.] There's wood enough within. If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly Pro. Come forth, I say ; there's other business What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; for thee :
Fill all thy bones with aches ; make thee roar Come forth, thou tortoise! when ?
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
No, pray thee! Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph. I must obey : his art is of such power, [ Aside. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,
It would control my dam's god, Setebos,
And make a vassal of him.
So, slave; hence! Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself
(Erit Caliban. Upon thy wicked dam, come forth
Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing and singing i Enter Caliban.
FERDINAND following him.
Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands : Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have
Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd, cramps,
(The wild waves whist,) Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins
Foot it featly here and there ; Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd
Hark, hark ! As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [disperseully. Than bees that made them.
The watch-dogs bark : Cal.
I must eat my dinner. Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. Lulisperseilly. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Hark, hark! I hear Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first,
The strain of strutting chanticlere Thou strok’dst me, and mad'st much of me; would'st Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo. give me
Fer. Where should this musick 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 shew'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
Weeping again the king my father's wreck, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fer
This musick crept by me upon the waters;
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, Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you !
Or it hath drawn me rather :-
No, it begins again.
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made ;
Those are pearls that were his eyes : thee, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee
Nothing of him that doth fade.
But doth suffer a seu-change in mine own cell, till thou did'st seek to violate
Into something rich and strunye
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell :
Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell. Thou did'st prevent me; I had peopled else
[Burden, ding-dong This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave;
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd is luich any print of goodness will not take,
But 'tis gone.
This is no mortal business, nor no sound
Upon this island, as a spy, to win it 'That the earth owes : - I hear it now above me. From me, the lord on't. Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance Fer.
No, as I am a man. And say, what thou seest yond'.
Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in s ch a Mira. What is't? a spirit?
temple : Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
If the ill spirit have so fair an house, It carries a brave form : But 'tis a spirit.
Good things will strive to dwell with't. Pro. No, wench ; it eats and sleeps, and hath Pro.
Follow me. -such senses
(To Fera As we have, such : This gallant, which thou seest, Speak not you for him ; he's a traitor. Come. Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd I'll manacle thy neck and feet together : With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be call him
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows,
Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow. And strays about to find them.
I might call him
I will resist such entertainment, till A thing divine; for nothing natural
Mine enemy has more power.
(He draws I ever saw so noble.
O dear father, Pro. It goes on,
[ Aside. Make not too raslı a trial of him, for As my soul prompts it :- - Spirit, fine spirit! I'll He's gentle, and not fearful. free thee
say, Within two days for this.
My foot my tutor! Put thy sword up, traitor ; Fer.
Most sure, the goddess Who mak’st a shew, but dar’st not strike, thy cou On whom these airs attend! — Vouchsafe, my prayer
science May know, if you remain upon this island; Is so possess’d with guilt: come from thy ward; And that you will some good instruction give, For I can here disarm thee with this stick, How I may bear me here : My prime request,
And make thy weapon drop. Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! Mira.
Beseech you, father! If you be maid or no?
Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.
Sir, have pity, But, certainly a maid.
I'll be his surety.
Silence! one word more I am the best of them that speak this speech, Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! Were I but where 'tis spoken.
An advocate for an impostor? hush! Pro.
How! the best? Thou think'st there are no mcre such shapes as he, What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee? Having seen but him and Caliban : Foolish wench!
Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To the most of men this is a Caliban,
To see a goodlier man.
Come on; obey: [To Ferd
And have no vigour in them. and his brave son, being twain.
So they are: Pro.
The duke of Milan, My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. And his more braver daughter, could control thee, My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, If now 'twere fit to do't : · At the first sight (Aside. The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, l'hey have chang'd eyes: - Delicate Ariel,
To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, I'll set thee free for this ! — A word, good sir ; Might I but through my prison once a day I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word. Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth
Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Let liberty make use of ; space enough Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first
Have I in such a prison. That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father
It works: - Come on. — To be inclin'd my way!
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel! - Follow me. Fer. 0, if a virgin,
[To Fer). and MIR. And your
affection not gone forth, I'll make you Hark, what thou else shalt do me. (To ARIEL The queen of Naples.
Be of comfort; Pro.
Soft, sir; one word more. My father's of a better nature, sir, They are both in either's powers; but this swift Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, business
Which now came from him. I must uneasy make, lest too light winning (Asile. Pro.
Thou shalt be as free Jake the prize light. One word more; 1 charge As mountain winds: but then exactly do thee,
All points of my command. That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp
To the syllable. The name thou ow'st not ; and hast put thyself Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. (Ereunt.