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Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone, and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
Would be as heavy to me as odious; but
The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead
And makes my labours pleasures: O! she is 7
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed,
And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction: my sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work, and says such

Had never like executor. I forget:


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Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I lik'd several women; never any
With so full soul but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,
And put it to the foil: but you, O you!
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best.

I do not know
One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
More that I may call men than you, good friend,
And my dear father: how features are abroad, 52
I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,-
The jewel in my dower,-I would not wish
Any companion in the world but you;
Nor can imagination form a shape,
Besides yourself, to like of. But I prattle
Something too wildly and my father's precepts
I therein do forget.



I am in my condition
A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;—
I would not so!-and would no more endure
This wooden slavery than to suffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul

The very instant that I saw you did
My heart fly to your service; there resides,
To make me slave to it; and for your sake
Am I this patient log-man.



Do you love me?

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And I thus humble ever. Mira.

My mistress, dearest;


My husband then?
Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing
As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand.
Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: and
now farewell

Till half an hour hence.

A thousand thousand!
[Exeunt FER. and MIR. severally.
Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, 92
Who are surpris'd withal; but my rejoicing
At nothing can be more. I'll to my book;
For yet, ere supper time, must I perform
Much business appertaining.


SCENE II.-Another Part of the Island Enter CALIBAN, with a bottle, STEPHANO, and


Ste. Tell not me:-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'em.-Servant-monster, drink to me. 4 Trin. Servant-monster! the folly of this island! They say there's but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if th' other two be brained like us, the state totters.

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes are almost set in thy head.


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Trin. 'Lord' quoth he!-that a monster should be such a natural!

Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I prithee.


Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head: if you prove a mutineer, the next tree! The poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity.


Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd

To hearken once again the suit I made thee? Ste. Marry, will I; kneel, and repeat it: I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

Enter ARIEL, invisible.


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Ste. Mum then and no more.-[To CALIBAN.] Proceed.

Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; From me he got it: if thy greatness will, Revenge it on him,-for, I know, thou dar'st; But this thing dare not,

Ste. That's most certain.


Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it and I'll serve thee.

Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?


Cal. Yea, yea, my lord: I'll yield him thee asleep,


Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.
Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not.
Cal. What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy

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Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log 100
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember
First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to command: they all do hate him
As rootedly as I. Burn but his books;
He has brave utensils,-for so he calls them,-
Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal:
And that most deeply to consider is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself


Calls her a nonpareil: I never saw a woman, But only Sycorax my dam and she;


But she as far surpasseth Sycorax

As great'st does least.

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Trin. O, forgive me my sins!


Ste. He that dies pays all debts: I defy thee. -Mercy upon us!

Cal. Art thou afeard? Ste. No, monster, not I.


Cal. Be not afeard: the isle is full of noises,, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.


Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show

Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd
I cried to dream again.

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.

Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story.


Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and after do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I could see this taborer! he lays it on. Wilt come? warrant,

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Trin. I'll follow, Stephano.


SCENE III.-Another Part of the Island. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.

Gon. By'r lakin, I can go no further, sir; My old bones ache: here's a maze trod indeed, Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your patience,

I needs must rest me.


Old lord, I cannot blame thee, 4
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,
To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.
Ant. [Aside to SEB.] I am right glad that
he's so out of hope.

Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect.

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Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys,

12 Who would believe that there were mountaineers 44

Seb. [Aside to ANT.] The next advantage Will we take throughly.

Ant. [Aside to SEB.] Let it be to-night; For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance As when they are fresh.


Seb. [Aside to ANT.] I say to-night: no more.

Solemn and strange music; and PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter below several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet: they dance about it with gentle actions of salutation; and, inviting the King, &c., to eat, they depart.

Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!

Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? 20

Seb. A living drollery. Now I will believe
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one

At this hour reigning there.
I'll believe both; 24
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true: travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn them.
If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say I saw such islanders,— 29
For, certes, these are people of the island,—
Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet,

Their manners are more gentle-kind than of 32
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.

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Thou hast said well; for some of you there Him and his innocent child: for which foul present

Are worse than devils.

Alon. I cannot too much muse, 36 Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing,

Although they want the use of tongue,-a kind



The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures, Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso, They have bereft; and do pronounce, by me, 76 Lingering perdition,- -worse than any death

Can be at once,-shall step by step attend You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you from


Which here in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads,—is nothing but heart-sorrow And a clear life ensuing.

He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mocks and mows, and carry out the table.

Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou

Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring:
Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated 85
In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life
And observation strange, my meaner ministers
Their several kinds have done. My high charms
And these mine enemies are all knit up
In their distractions: they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, while I visit
Young Ferdinand,-whom they suppose is


92 And his and mine lov'd darling. [Exit above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand you

In this strange stare?
Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous!
Methought the billows spoke and told me of it;
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd
The name of Prosper: it did bass my trespass.
Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded; and 100
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
And with him there lie mudded.
But one fiend at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er.

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Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are

Or Night kept chain'd below.
Fairly spoke:
Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.
What, Ariel! my industrious servant Ariel! 33
Enter ARIEL.

Ari. What would my potent master? here
I am.

Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service

Did worthily perform; and I must use you 36
In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place:
Incite them to quick motion; for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple 40
Some vanity of mine art: it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.


Pro. Ay, with a twink.


Ari. Before you can say, 'Come,' and 'Go,' 44
And breathe twice; and cry, 'so, so,'
Each one, tripping on his toe,

Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master? no?


Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel. Do not ap proach

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