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PERSONS REPRESENTED.

Alonso, King of Naples.

MIRANDA, Daughler to Prospero.
SEBASTIAN, his Brother.
Prospero, the rightful Duke of Milan.

ARIEL, an airy Spirit.
Antonio, his brother, the usurping Duke of Milan.

IRIS,
FERDINAND, son to the King of Naples.

CERES,
Gonzalo, an honest old Counsellor of Naples. Juxo, Spirits.
ADRIAN,
Lords.

Nymphs,
FRANCISCO,

Reapers,
Caliban, a savage and deformed Slave.
TRINCULO, a Jester.

Other Spirits attending on Prospero.
Srephano, a drunken Butler.
Master of a Ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.

SCENE, the Sea, with a Ship; afterwards an uninhabited Island.

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SCENE I. - On a Ship al Sea.

Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast

aboard. A storm wuth thunder and lightning,

Boats. None that I more love than myself. You Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain.

are a counsellor ; if you can command these ele

ments to silence, and work the peace of the present, Master. Boatswain,

we will not hand a rope more; use your authority. Boats. Here, master : what cheer ?

If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, Master. Good : Speak to the mariners: fall to't and make yourself ready in your cabin for the yarely', or we run ourselves aground : bestir, bestir. mischance of the hour, if it so hap. — Cheerly, good

(Erit. hearts. — Out of our way,

I say.

[Erit. Enter Mariners.

Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow; Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my his complexion is perfect gallows.

methinks, he hath no drowning mark upon him !

Stand fast, hearts; yare, yare : Take in the top-sail; Tend to good fate, to his hanging; make the rope of his the master's whistle. — Blow till thou hurst thy destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! wind, if room enough!

If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miser

able. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, Ferdinand,

[Ereunt. Gonzalo, and others.

Re-enler Boatswain. Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the

Boats. Down with the topmast; yare; lower, master? Play the men.

lower ; bring her to try with main course. Boats. I pray now, keep below.

within.] A plague upon this howling! they are Ant. Where is the master, boatswain ?

louder than the weather, or our office – Boats. Do you not hear him?

You mar our labour ! keep your cabins : you do assist the storm.

Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and Gonzalo. Gon. Nay, good, be patient.

Yet again ? what do you here? Shall we give o'er Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care and drown? Have you a mind to sink ? these roarers for the name of king? To cabins : Sed. A plague o'your throat ! you bawling, blas. silence : trouble us not.

phemous, uncharitable dog!

ГA cry

Readily.

9 Present instant.

Boats. Work you, then.

I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, Ant. Hang, cur, hang ! you insolent noise-maker, And pluck my magic garment from me. —

- So; we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.

(Lays down his mantle. Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning ; though Lie there my art. – Wipe thou thine eyes; have the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell.

comfort. Boals. Lay her a-hold, a-hold ; set her two The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd courses; off to sea again, lay her off.

The very virtue of compassion in thee,

I have with such provision in mine art
Enter Mariners, wet.

So safely order'd, that there is no soul

No, not so much perdition as an hair, Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers ! all lost !

Betid to any creature in the vessel (Exeunt.

Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold ?

Sit down; Gon. The king and prince at prayers ! let us assist for thou must now know further. them.

Mira.

You have often For our case is as theirs.

Begun to tell me what I am ; but stopp'd
Seb. I am out of patience.
Ant. We are merely s cheated of our lives by Concluding, Stay, not yet.

And left me to a bootless inquisition ;
drunkards.

Pro.

The hour's now come ; This wide-chapped rascal ; -—'Would, thou might'st The very minute bids thee ope thine ear ; lie drowning

Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember The washing of ten tides !

A time before we came into this cell ?
Gon.
He'll be hang'd yet;

I do not think thou canst ; for then thou wast not Though every drop of water swear against it,

Out + three years old. And gape at wid'st to glut him.

Mira.

Certainly, sir, I can. [ 4 confused noise within.] Mercy on us ! - We

Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? split, we split!-Farewell, my wife and children !

Of any thing the image tell me, that Farewell, brother; -We split, we split, we split !

Hath kept with thy remembrance. Ant. Let's all sink with the king. [Exit.

Mira.

'Tis far off"; Seb. Let's take leave of him.

(Erit. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of And rather like a dream than an assurance

That my remembrance warrants : Had I not sea for an acre of barren ground ! long heath, brown Four or five women once, that tended me? furze, any thing: The wills above be done ! but I

Pro. Thou had'st, and more, Miranda : But how would fain die a dry death.

[Erit.

is it,

That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else SCENE II. The Island: before the Cell of If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam’st here,

In the dark backward and abysm of time ?
Prospero.

How thou cam'st here, thou may'st.
Mira.

But that I do not.
Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA.

Pro. Twelve years since, Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you Miranda, twelve years since, thy father was have

The duke of Milan, and a prince of power. Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them :

Mira. Sir, are not you my father ? The skiy, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd

Was duke of Milan; and his only heir With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel, A princess;

- no worse issued. Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, Mira.

0, the heavens! Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock What foul play had we, that we came from thence ? Against my very heart! Poor souls ! they perish’d. Or blessed was't we did ? Had I been any god of power, I would

Pro.

Both, both, my girl : Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd It should the good ship so have swallowed, and

thence; The freighting souls within her.

But blessedly holp hither.
Pro.
Be collected; Mira.

O, my heart bleeds No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, To think o'the teen 5 that I have turn'd you to, There's no harm done.

Which is from my remembrance !
Mirn,
O, woe the day!

further. Pro.

No harm. Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd AntoI have done nothing but in care of thee,

nio, (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) who I pray thee, mark me, — that a brother should Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Be so perfidious ! — he whom, next thyself, Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell,

The manage of my state; as, at that time,
And thy no greater father.

Through all the signiories it was the first,
Mira
More to know

And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed Did never meddle with my thoughts.

In dignity, and, for the liberal arts, Pro.

'Tis time Without a parallel : those being all my study,

Please you, not ;

3 Absolutely

* Quite.

5 Sorrow

not:

cate

- like one

The government I cast upon my brother,

Mira.

Alack, for pity!
And to my state grew stranger, being transported, I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then,
And wrapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle Will cry it o'er again, it is a hint,
Dost thou attend me?

That wrings mine eyes.
Mira.
Sir, most heedfully.

Pro.

Hear a little further, Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, And then I'll bring thee to the present business How to deny them ; whom to advance, and whom Which now's upon us; without the which, this To trash 6 for over-topping ; new-created

story The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd Were most impertinent. them,

Mira.

Wherefore did they not Or else new-form'd them: having both the key That hour destroy us? Of officer and office, set all hearts

Pro.

Well demanded, wench; To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, And suck'd my verdure out on't. Thou attend'st (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set

A mark so bloody on the business ; but
I
pray thee mark me.

With colours fairer painted their foul ends.
Mira.
O good sir, I do.

In few, they hurried us aboard a bark;
Pro. I thus neglecting wordly ends, all dedi- Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd

A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,

Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us,
O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false brother To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
Awak'd an evil nature : and my trust,

To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Like a good parent, did beget of him

Did us but loving wrong. A falsehood, in its contrary as great

Mira.

Alack ! what trouble As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, Was I then to you ! A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded, Pro.

0! a cherubim Not only with what my revenue yielded,

Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst But what my power might else exact,

smile, Who, having unto truth, by telling of it,

Infused with a fortitude from heaven, Made such a sinner of his memory,

When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt; To credit his own lie, - he did believe

Under my burden groan'd; which rais'd in me He was the duke; out of the substitution,

An undergoing stomach ?, to bear up
And executing the outward face of royalty, Against what should ensue.
With all prerogative : — Hence his ambition

Mira.

How came we ashore ? Growing, - Dost hear?

Pro. By Providence divine. Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Pro. To have no skreen between this part he A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo, play'd

Out of his charity (who being then appointed And him he play'd it for, he needs will be

Master of this design), did give us; with Absolute Milan : Me, poor man! — my library Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal royalties Which since have steaded much; so, of his genHe thinks me now incapable : confederates

tleness, (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, To give him annual tribute, do him homage; From my own library, with volumes that Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend I prize above my dukedom. The dukedom, yet unbow'd (alas, poor Milan!) Mira.

'Would I might To most ignoble stooping.

But ever see that man !
Mira.
O the heavens !

Pro.

Now I arise : — Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow.

Here in this island we arriv'd ; and here If this might be a brother.

Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit Mir.

I should sin

Than other princes can, that have more time To think but nobly of my grandmother.

For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. Pro.

Now the condition. Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now I This king of Naples, being an enemy

pray you, sir, To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; (For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises, — For raising this sea-storm? Of homage, and I know not how much tribute, Pro.

Know thus far forth. Should presently extirpate me and mine

By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Out of the dukedom ; and confer fair Milan, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies With all the honours, on my brother : Whereon, Brought to this shore : and by my prescience A treacherous army levied, one midnight

I find my zenith doth depend upon Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open

A most auspicious star; whose influence The gates of Milan; and i' the dead of darkness, If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Will ever after droop. — Here cease more ques. Me, and thy crying self.

tions ;

tell me,

6 Cut away.

7 Stubborn resolution.

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