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Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, || To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands,
In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,

Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, His arms in this sad knot.

By help of her more potent ministers, Pro.

of the king's ship, And in her most unmitigable rage, The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, Into a cloven pine; within which rift And all the rest othe fleet?

Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain Ari.

Safely in harbour A dozen years; within which space she died, Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew

groans, From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid: || As fast as mill-wheels strike: then was this island The mariners all under hatches stowed;

(Save for the son that she did litter here, Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd la- À freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honour'd with bour,

A human shape. I have left asleep, and for the rest o' the fleet, Ari.

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 Pro.

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 of the day?

When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape 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. and now,

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:
Let me remember thee what thou hast promis’d, I will be correspondent to command,
Which is not yet perform'd me.

And do my spiriting gently.
How now? moody? Pro.

Do so; and after two days What is't thou canst demand?

I will discharge thee.
My liberty. Ari.

That's my noble master! Pro. Before the time be out? no more. What shall I do? say what: what shall I do? Ari.

I pray thee

Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o' the sea; Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst pro-|| And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. mise

(Exit Ariel. To bate me a full year.

Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Pro. Dost thou forget

Awake! From what a torment I did free thee?

Mira. The strangeness of your story put Ari.

No. Heaviness in me. Pro. Thou dost; and think'st


Shake it off: come on;
It much, to tread the ooze of the salt deep; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never
To run upon the sharp wind of the north; Yields us kind answer.
To do me business in the veins o' the earth,


"Tis a villain, sir, When it is bak'd with frost.

I do not love to look on.

I do not, sir.

But, as ʼtis, Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, forgot

Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age, and envy, That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban! Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Thou earth, thou! speak. Ari. No, sir.

Cal. (Within.] There's wood enough within. Pro. Thou hast: where was she born? Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business speak; tell me.

for thee; Ari. Sir, in Argier.3

Come forth, thou tortoise! when? Pro.

O, was she so? I must,
Once in a month, recount what thou hast been,

Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph.
Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax, Fine appantion! My quaint Ariel,
For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible

Hark in thine ear.
To enter human hearing, from Argier,

Ari. Thou know'st, was banishd; for one thing she

My lord, it shall be done. [Erit. Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil

himself They would not take her life. Is not this true? Ari. Ay, sir.

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child,

Enter Caliban. And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave, Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant : With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate

Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, (1) Bermudas. (2) Wave. (3) Algiers. (4) Commands. (5) Do without


And blister you all o'er !

Court' sied when you have, and kissd,
Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have (The wild waves whist3)

Foot it featly here and there ;
Side-stitches, that shall pen thy breath up; urchins! And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,

Hark, hark!
All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersebly. As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging The watch-dogs bark: Than bees that made them.

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly. Cal.

I must eat my dinner. Hark, hark! I hear
This island's mine, by Sycorax, my mother,

The strain of strutting chanticlere,
Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first, Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo.
Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me;
would'st give me

Fer. Where should this music 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 show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and This music crept by me upon the waters ; fertile;

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 :-But 'tis gone. For I am all the subjects that you have, No, it begins again. Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

Ariel sings.
The rest of the island.

Ful fathom five thy father lies ;
Thou most lying slave,

Of his bones are coral made ; Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have Those are pearls that were his eyes : us'd thee,

Nothing of him that doth fade,
Filth as thou art, with human care ; and lodg'd thee But doth suffer a sea-change
In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate Into something rich and strange.
The honour of my child.

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Cal. O ho, o ho would it had been done! Hark! now I hear them,—ding-dong, bell.
Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else

(Burden, ding-dong. This isle with Calibans. Pro.

Abhorred slave;

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd

father: Which any print of goodness will not take,

This is no mortal business, nor no sound Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,

That the earth owes .4—I hear it now above me. Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each

Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, hour One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,

And say, what thou seest yond'.

What is't? a spirit?
Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes

It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirit. With words that made them known : But thy vile

Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath race,

such senses Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good || As we have, such : this gallant which thou seest, natures

Was in the wreckand but he's something stain'd Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou

With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st Deservedly confin'd into this rock,

call him Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on’t | And strays about to find them.

A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rida you, Mira.

I might call him For learning me your language!

A thing divine ; for nothing natural Pro.

Hag-seed, hence !

I ever saw so noble.
Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best,

It goes on,

(Aside To answer other business. Shrug`st thou, malice? || As my soul prompts it :-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly

thee What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps ; | Within two days for this. Fill all thy bones with aches: make thee roar,


Most sure, the goddess That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

On whom these airs attend - Vouchsafe my prayer Cal. No, 'pray thee! I must obey: his art is of such power,

May know, if you remain upon this island;

[.Aside. And that you will some good instruction give, It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And make a vassal of him.

How I may bear me here: my prime request,

Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! Pro.

So, slave; hence!

If you be maid, or no?
(Exit Caliban.

No wonder, sir ;
Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing and singing ;||But, certainly a maid.
Ferdinand following him.


My language? heavens!

I am the best of them that speak this speech, ARIEL'S SONG.

Were I but where 'tis spoken. Come unto these yellow sands,


How ! the best? And then take hands :

What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee: (1) Fairies. (2) Destroy.

(3) Still, silent. (4) Owns.

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders || Pro.

Come on; obey: To hear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me ;

(To Ferd. And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; Thy nerves are in their infancy again, Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld And have no vigour in them. The king my father wreck'd.


So they are : Mira.

Alack, for mercy! My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, Milan,

The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, And his brave son, being twain.

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Pro.

The duke of Milan, Might I but through my prison, once a day, And his more braver daughter, could controll thee, Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth If now it were fit to do't.-At the first sight Let liberty make use of; space enough

[ Aside. || Have I in such a prison. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel, Pro.

It works : - Come on.I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir; Thou hast done well, fine Ariel - Follow me. I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.

[To Ferd. and Mira. Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [To Ariel. Is the third man that ere I saw; the first


Be of comfort, That ere I sigh'd for: pity move my father My father's of a better nature, sir, To be inclin'd my way!

han he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Fer.

O, if a virgin, Which now came from him. And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Pro.

Thou shalt be as free The queen of Naples.

As mountain winds: but then exactly do Pro.

Soft, sir; one word more. All points of my command. They are both in either's powers: but this swift

To the syllable. business

Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. (Exeunt. I must uneasy make, lest too light winning (Aside. Make the prize light.—One word more ; I charge

That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp
The name thou ow'st not: and hast put thyself

Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
From me, the lord on't.'
No, as I am a man.

SCENE I.- Another part of the island. Enter Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a

Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, temple :

Francisco, and others. It the ill spirit have so fair a house,

Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have Good things will strive to dwell with 't. Pro.

Follow me.- (To Ferd. (So have we all) of joy; for our escape Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come. Is much beyond our loss : our hint of wo I'll manacle thy neck and feet together :

Is common; every day, some sailor's wife, Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks, Have just our theme of wo: but for the miracle, Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.

I mean our preservation, few in millions Fer.

Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh I will resist such entertainment, till

Our sorrow with our comfort. Mine enemy has more power. (He draws. Alon.

Pr’ythee, peace. Mira.

O dear father,

Seb. He receives comfort like culd porridge. Make not too rash a trial of him, for

Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. He's gentle, and not fearful.2

Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; Pro.

What, I say,

by and by it will strike. My foot my tutor-Put thy sword up, traitor ; Gon. Sir.Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy Seb. One-Tell. conscience

Gon. When every grief is entertain'd, that's offer'd, Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward; Comes to the entertainer For I can here disarm thee with this stick,


A dollar. And make thy weapon drop.

Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Mira.

Beseech you, father ! || spoken truer than you proposed. Pro. Hence ; hang not on my garments. Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant you Mira.

Sir, have pity; || should. I'll be his surety.

Gon. Therefore, my lord, Pro.

Silence: one word more Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue ! Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! Alon. I prythee, spare. An advocate for an impostor? hush!

Gon. Well, I have done : but yetThou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Seb. He will be talking. Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench! Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good To the most of men this is a Caliban,

wager, first begins to crow? And they to him are angels.

Seb. The old cock.

My affections Ant. The cockrel.
Are then most humble ; I have no ambition Seb. Done: the wager?
To see a goodlier man.

Ant. A laughter.

Seb. A match. (1) Confute. (2) Frightful.

(3) Guard.

Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,



Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Ant. So, you've pay'd.

against Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,- The stomach of my sense : 'would I had never Seb. Yet,

Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, Adr. Yet

My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Ant. He could not miss it.

Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine neir delicate temperance.

Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish
Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Hath made his meal on thee!
Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly de Fran.

Sir, he may live; livered.

I saw him beat the surges under him, Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen. The surge most swoln that met him: his bold Gon. Here is everything advantageous to life.

head Ant. True; save means to live.

l'Bove the contentious waves he kert, and oard Seb. Of that there's none, or little.

Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd green!

As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt, Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

He came alive to land. Seb. With an eyes of green in't.


No, no, he's gone. Ant. He misses not much.

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally.

loss ; Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is, indeed, al-That would not bless our Europe with your daughmost beyond credit->

ter, Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

But rather lose her to an African; Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than Alon.

Prythee, peace. stain'd with salt water.

Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importun'd othAnt. If but one of his pockets could speak, would erwise it not say, He lies?

By all of us ; and the fair soul herself Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Weigh'd, between lothness and obedience, at Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost when we put them on first in Afric, at the marriage your son, of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king of I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have Tunis.

More widows in them of this business' making, Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's well in our return.

Your own. Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. paragon to their queen.


My lord Sebastian, Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.

The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Ant. Widow ? a pox o' that! how came that And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, widow in? Widow Dido!

When you should bring the plaster. Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? Seb.

Very well good lord, how you take it!

Ant. And most chirurgeonly. Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir, study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. When you are cloudy. Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.


Foul weather? Adr. Carthage?


Very foul. Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord,Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Seb.

Or docks, or mallows. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? next?

Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by contraries pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Execute all things: for no kind of traffic

Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Would I admit; no name of magistrate; bring forth more islands.

Letters should not be known; no use of service, Gon. Ay?

of riches or of poverty; no contracts, Ant. Why, in good time.

Successions; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the No occupation; all men idle, all; marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. And women too; but innocent and pure :

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. No sovereignty :-
Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.


And yet he would be king on't. Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.

Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forGon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first gets the beginning: day I wore it?' I mean, in a sort.

Gon. All things in common nature should produce Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.

Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? | Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, 5 (1) Temperature. (2) Rank. (3) Shade of colour. (4) Degree or quality. (5) The rack.

Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, | Whiles thou art waking.
Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance,


Thou dost snore distinctly; To feed my innocent people.

There's meaning in thy snores. Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects?

Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,

Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thee o'er. To excel the golden age.


Well; I am standing water. Seb.

'Save his majesty! Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Ant. Long live Gonzalo!


Do so: to ebb, Gon.

And, do you mark me, sir?-Hereditary sloth instructs me. Alon. Priythee, no more: Thou dost talk no Ant.

0, thing to me.

If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and didWhiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, it to minister occasion

to these gentlemen, who are you more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, use to laugh at nothing.

By their own fear, or sloth. Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.


Pr'ythee, say on : Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am| The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh at A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, nothing stiil.

Which throes thee much to yield. Ant. What a blow was there given :


Thus, sir : Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you Who shall be of as little memory, would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded continue in it five weeks without changing. (For he's a spirit of persuasion only) Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music.

The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible

That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims. Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. Seb. I have no hope Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. That he's undrown'd. Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure Ant.

0, out of that no hope, my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is for I am very heavy?

Another way so high a hope, that even Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,' Au sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant.| But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes

me, Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : 1 That Ferdinand is drown'd? find,



gone. They are inclined to do so.


Then, tell me, Seb.

Please you, sir,

Who's the next heir of Naples? Do not omit the heavy offer of it:


Claribel. It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells It is a comforter.

Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples Ant.

We two, my lord, Can have no note, unless the sun were post, Will guard your person, while you take your rest, | (The man i'the moon's too slow,)till new-born chins And watch your safety.

Be rough and razorable: she, from whom Alon.

Thank you : wondrous heavy. We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again;

[Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel. || And, by that, destin'd to perform an act, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! | Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.

In yours and my discharge. Seb.

Why Seb. What stuff is this?-How say you? Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I finu not l'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; Myself dispos'd to sleep.

So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions Ant.

Nor I; my spirits are nimble. There is some space. They fell together all, as by consent;


A space whose every cubit They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel Worthy Sebastian?

-0, what might?—No more :- Measure us back to Naples?-Keep in Tunis, And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face,

And let Sebastian wake!Say, this were death What thou should’st be: the occasion speaks thee; That now hath seiz’d them; why, they were no

and My strong imagination sees a crown

Than now they are: there be, that can rule NaDropping upon thy head.

ples, Seb.

What, art thou waking ? || As well as he that sleeps ; lords, that can prate Ant. Do you not hear me speak?

As amply, and unnecessarily, Seb.

I do; and, surely, | As this Gonzalo; I myself could make It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore Out of thy sleep: what is it thou didst say? The mind that I do! what a sleep were this This is a strange repose, to be asleep

For your advancement! Do you understand me? With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, moving, Seb. Methinks I do. And yet so fast asleep.


And how does your content Ant.

Noble Sebastian, Tender your own good fortune ? Thou let'st thy fortune sleep—die rather; wink'st Seb.

I remember, (1) Plenty.

(2) A bird of the jack-daw kind.


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