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BOATS. Here, master: what cheer? yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir. ASTER. Good, speak to the mariners: fall to [Exit.


A tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard.

Enter Mariners.

BOATS. Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare! Take in the topsail! Tend to the master's whistle! [Exeunt Mariners.] Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough!

GONZALO, and others.
ALON. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the
master? Play the men.

BOATS. I pray now, keep below.
ANT. Where is the master, boson?

BOATS. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour: keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. GON. Nay, good, be patient.

BOATS. When the sea is. Hence! what care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not.

GON. Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboard. BOATS. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor;-if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority: if you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerily, good hearts!Out of the way, I say. [Exit. GON. I have great comfort from this fellow; methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable.

Re-enter Boatswain.


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SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of


MIRA. If by your art, my dearest father, you have
Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them.
The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,
But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek,
Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd
With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel,
Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her,
Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock
Against my very heart! Poor souls, they perish'd!
Had I been any god of power, I would
Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er

It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and
The fraughting souls within her.

Be collected;
No more amazement: tell your piteous heart
There's no harm done.

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So safely order'd, that there is no soul--
No not so much perdition as an hair,
Betid to any creature in the vessel
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink.


For thou must now know further.
You have often
Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd,
And left me to a bootless inquisition,
Concluding, Stay, not yet.-

The hour's now come;
The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;
Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember
A time before we came unto this cell?

I do not think thou canst, for then thou wast not Out three years old.


Certainly, sir, I can.

PRO. By what? by any other house or person? Of anything the image, tell me, that Hath kept with thy remembrance.


| But blessedly holp hither.
O, my heart bleeds
To think o' the teen that I have turn'd you to,
Sit Which is from my remembrance! Please you, further.
PRO. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio.-

I pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should

Be so perfidious!-he whom, next thyself,
Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put
The manage of my state; as, at that time,
Through all the signiories it was the first,-
And Prospero the prime duke;-being so reputed
In dignity, and for the liberal arts
Without a parallel: those being all my study,
The government I cast upon my brother,
And to my state grew stranger, being transported
And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle-
Dost thou attend me?

Sir, most heedfully.
PRO. Being once perfected how to grant suits,
How to deny them, who to advance, and who
To trash for over-topping,-new created
The creatures that were mine, I say, or chang'd 'em.
Or else new form'd 'em; having both the key
[is it Of officer and office, set all hearts i' the state
But how To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was

'Tis far off, And rather like a dream than an assurance That my remembrance warrants. Had I not Four or five women once that tended me? PRO. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda.

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MIRA. O good sir, I do. PRO.

I pray thee, mark me.
I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,
O'er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false brother
Awak'd an evil nature; and my trust,
Like a good parent, did beget of him

A falsehood, in its contrary as great

As my trust was; which had indeed no limit,

A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my revenue yielded,

But what my power might else exact,-like one
Who having unto truth, by telling of it,

Made such a sinner of his memory,

To credit his own lie,-he did believe

He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution,
And executing the outward face of royalty,

With all prerogative: hence his ambition growing,

Dost thou hear?

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Now the condition.

To think but nobly of my grandmother:
Good wombs have borne bad sons.
This king of Naples, being an enemy
To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit;
Which was, that he, in lieu o' the premises
Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,
Should presently extirpate me and mine
Out of the dukedom, and confer fair Milan,
With all the honours, on my brother: whereon,
A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open

The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness,
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Me, and thy crying self.


Alack, for pity!

I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, Will cry it o'er again: it is a hint

That wrings my eyes to 't.


Hear a little further,

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That hour destroy us?
My tale provokes that

Wherefore did they not

Well demanded, wench:
question. Dear, they durst

So dear the love my people bore me,--nor set
A mark so bloody on the business; but
With colours fairer painted their foul ends.
In few, they hurried us aboard a bark,

Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd
A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,
Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
Instinctively have quit it: there they hoist us,
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again,
Did us but loving wrong.
Alack, what trouble
O, a cherubin

MIRA. Was I then to you?


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Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness,

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me,
From mine own library, with volumes that
I prize above my dukedom.


But ever see that man!

Would I might

PRO. [Aside to ARIEL, above.] Now I arise:Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. ! Here in this island we arriv'd; and here

Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit Than other princess' can, that have more time For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful.

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MIRA. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I pray you, sir,

For still 'tis beating in my mind,—your reason
For raising this sea-storm?
Know thus far forth.
By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune-
Now my dear lady-hath mine enemies
Brought to this shore; and by my prescience
I find my zenith doth depend upon

A most auspicious star, whose influence
If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes
Will ever after droop.-Here cease more questions:
Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 't is a good dulness,
And give it way;-I know thou canst not choose.-
[MIRANDA sleeps.
Come away, servant, come! I am ready now:
Approach, my Ariel; come!

Enter ARIEL.

ARI. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I


To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,
To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride

On the curl'd clouds,-to thy strong bidding, task
Ariel, and all his quality.

Hast thou, spirit,

Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee?
ARI. To every article.

I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak,
Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin,
I flam'd amazement: sometime I'd divide
And burn in many places; on the topmast,
The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly,
Then meet, and join. Jove's lightnings, the pre-


O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary
And sight-outrunning were not: the fire, and cracks
Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune
Seem to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble,
Yea, his dread trident shake.
My brave spirit!
Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil
Would not infect his reason?

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But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd
Some tricks of desperation. All, but mariners,
Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel,
Then all a-fire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand,
With hair up-staring,-then like reeds, not hair,—
Was the first man that leap'd; cried, Hell is empty,
And all the devils are here.


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Safely in harbour
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once
Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew
From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid:
The mariners all under hatches stow'd;

Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour,
I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the fleet,
Which I dispers'd, they all have met again,
And are upon the Mediterranean flote,

Bound sadly home for Naples,

Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd,
And his great person perish.

Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work.
What is the time o' the day?
Past the mid season.
PRO. At least two glasses-the time, 'twixt six and

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Once in a month recount what thou hast been, Which thou forgett'st. This damn'd witch Sycorax, ? For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible To enter human hearing, from Argier,

Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did They would not take her life. Is not this true? ARI. Ay, sir.

PRO. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with

And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave,
As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant;
And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate

To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands,

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With raven's feather from unwholesome fun,
Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye,
And blister you all o'er!

PRO. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have


Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up: urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd

As thick as honey comb, each pinch more stinging

Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have usd thee,

Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee
In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate
The honour of my child.

CAL. O ho, O ho!-would it had been done!
Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
This isle with Calibans.
Abhorred slave,


Which any print of goodness will not take,
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour
One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like
A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
With words that made them known. But thy vile race,
Though thou didst learn, had that in 't which good



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Than bees that made 'em.
I must eat my dinner.
This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first,
Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; wouldst
give me

Water with berries in 't; and teach me how
To name the bigger light, and how the less,
That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee,
And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place and fertile:-
Cursed be I that did so!-All the charms

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FER. Where should this music be? i' the air, or the earth?

It sounds no more:-and sure it waits upon Some god o' the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters, Allaying both their fury and my passion Which first was mine own king: and here you sty me With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,

Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! For I am all the subjects that you have,

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Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:

BURDEN. Ding-dong.

Hark! now I hear them.-Ding-dong, bell.

FER. The ditty does remember my drown'd father:

This is no mortal business, nor no sound

That the earth owes:-I hear it now above me.

PRO. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And say what thou seest yond.


What is 't? a spirit? Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,

It carries a brave form:-but 'tis a spirit.

PRO. No, wench; it eats, and sleeps, and hath

such senses

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What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee?
FFR. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders
To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me,
And that he does I weep: myself am Naples;
Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld
The king my father wreck'd.

Alack, for mercy!
FER. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke

of Milan

And his brave son, being twain.

PRO. [Aside.]
The duke of Milan
And his more braver daughter, could control

If now 't were fit to do 't.-At the first sight
They have chang'd eyes:-delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee free for this!-A word, good sir;
I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a

MIRA. Why speaks my father so urgently?

Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first
That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father
To be inclin'd my way!



O, if a virgin,

Mine enemy has more power.
[Draws, and is charmed from moving.
O dear father,

Make not too rash a trial of him, for
He's gentle, and not fearful.
What! I say,

My foot my tutor !-Put thy sword up, traitor;
Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy con-



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And your affection not gone forth, I'll make Are then most humble; I have no ambition
To see a goodlier man.
The queen of Naples.
Come on: obey:
Thy nerves are in their infancy again,
And have no vigour in them.
So they are:
My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
My father's loss, the weakness which I feel,
The wreck of all my friends, nor this man's

Soft, sir! one word [Aside.] They are both in either's powers; but this swift business

I must uneasy make, lest too light winning Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge thee

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.

MIRA. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a

If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.


Follow me.-[To FER. Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come, 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


Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow. FER.


How the best?

I will resist such entertainment, till

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Might I but through my prison once a day
Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Have I in such a prison.

PRO. [Aside.]
It works. Come on.-
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!-Follow me.-

Hark, what thou else shalt do me. MIRA.


Be of comfort;

My father's of a better nature, sir,
Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted,
Which now came from him.

Thou shalt be as free
As mountain winds: but then exactly do

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