It goes on, I ever saw so noble. Pro. Aside. 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; And that you will some good instruction give, How I may bear me here: my prime request, Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! you be maid, or no? If Mira. But, certainly a maid. Fer. No wonder, sir; My language? heavens! I am the best of them that speak this speech, Pro. 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 controll thee, If now it were fit to do 't.-At the first sight [Aside. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel, I'll set thee free for this!-A word, good sir; fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word. Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Is the third man that ere I saw; the first That ere I sigh'd for: pity move my father (1) Confute. O, if a virgin, To be inclin'd my way! Fer. 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 business 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 From me, the lord on't. Fer. No, as I am a man. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple: If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with 't. Pro. Follow me.[To Ferd. Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Čome. 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 No; [He draws. O dear father, Mira. He's gentle, and not fearful!. What, I say, Pro. My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor; Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy conscience Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward;2 Mira. Beseech you, father! Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments. Mira. 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. Mira. My affections Are then most humble; I have no ambition To see a goodlier man. Pro. Come on; obey: [To Ferd. So they are: Thy nerves are in their infancy again, Fer. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. It works:-Come on. Pro. [To Ferd. and Mira. Be of comfort; Hark, what thou else shall do me. [To Ariel. Mira. My father's of a better nature, sir, Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Pro. As mountain winds: but then All points of my command. Ari. Thou shalt be as free exactly do To the syllable. Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I-Another part of the island. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, and others. Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have cause (So have we all) of joy; for our escape Is much beyond our loss: our hint of wo The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh Alon. Pr'ythee, peace. Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike. Gon. Sir. Seb. One:- -Tell. Gon. When every grief is entertain'd, that's offer'd, Comes to the entertainer Seb. A dollar. Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have spoken truer than you proposed. Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should. Gon. Therefore, my lord, Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue! Alon. I pr'ythee, spare. Gon. Well, I have done: but yet— Seb. He will be talking. Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a goodl wager, first begins to crow? Seb. The old cock. Ant. The cockrel. Seb. Done: the wager? Ant. A laughter. Seb. A match. Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,— Seb. Ha, ha, ha! Ant. So, you've pay'd. Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,Seb. Yet, Adr. Yet Ant. He could not miss it. Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and delicate temperance.1 Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered. Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life. Seb. Of that there's none, or little. Gon. How lush2 and lusty the grass looks! how green! Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny. Seb. With an eye3 of green in't. Ant. He misses not much. Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, almost beyond credit-) Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than stain'd with salt water. Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say, He lies? Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as (1) Temperature. (2) Rank. (3) Shade of colour. |