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Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, And in ner most unmitigable rage,
Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain
A dozen years, within which space she died, The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos’d, And left thee there ; where thou did'st vent thy And all the rest o' the fleet ?
(island, Ari. Safely in harbour
As fast as mill-wheels strike: then was this Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once (Save for the son that she did Litter here, Thou call’dst me up, at midnight, to fetch dew A freckled whelp, bag-born) not honour'd with From the still vex'd Bermeothes,* there she's A human shape. The mariners all under hatches stow'd; (hid: Ari. Yes; Caliban her son. Whom, with a charm join'd to their sutter'd Pro. Dull' thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, labour,
Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the fleet, What torment I did find thee in : thy groans Which I dispers'd, they all have met again; Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the And are upon the Mediterranean flote,
Could not again undo; it was mine art,
When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape Exactly is perform'd ; but there's more work: The pine, and let thee out. What is the time o' the day?
Ari. I thank thee, master. Ari. Past the mid season.
Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an Pro. At least two glasses : the time 'twixt And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till (oak, six and now,
Thou hast howľd away twelve winters.
(mis'd, | And do my spiriting gently.
I will discharge thee. Pro. How now? moody?
Ari. That's my noble master ! What is't thou canst demand ?
What shall I do? say what? what shall I do. Ari. My liberty.
Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o' the Pro. Before the time be out? no more. Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible (sea; Ari. I pray thee
To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, Remember, I have done thee worthy service; And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd
[Exit Ariel. Without or grudge or grumblings : thou didst Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept promise Awake!
[well; To bate me a full year.
Mira. The strangeness of your story put Pro. Dost thou forget
Heaviness in me. From what a torment I did free thee?
Pro. Shake it off : come on; Ari. No.
We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never
Yields us kind answer.
We cannot miss* him: he does make our fire, Ari. I do not, Sir.
Fetch in our wood ; and serves in offices Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing ! Hast thou That profit us. What, ho! slave, Caliban! forgot
(envy, Thou earth, thou! speak. The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age, and Cul. [Within.] There's wood enough within. Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her? Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business Ari. No, Sir.
Re-enter Ariel, like a Water-Nymph.
Hark in thine ear. corax, For mischiets manifold, and sorceries terrible
Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Erit. To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil
himself Thou know'st, was banish’d; for one thing she did,
Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! They would not take her life : Is not this true ?
Enter CALIBAN. Ari. Ay, Sir. Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd with child,
With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, dnd here was left by the sailors. Thou, my Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, slave,
[vant, And blister you all o'er! As thou report'st thyself, wast then her ser- Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate
(chinst To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urRefusing her grand hests,ll she did confine Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, By help of her more potent ministers, (thee, All exercise on thee : thou shalt bé pinch'd
* Algiers. Commands.
# Do without
As thick as boney-combs, each pinch more Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly. Than bees that made them.
(stinging The watch-dogs bark: Cal. I must eat my dinner.
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh.
(dispersedly. nis island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Hark, hark! I hear which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest The strain of strutting chanticleer, first,
Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo. ou strok'st me, and mad'st much of me;
Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air would'st give me
or the earth ? Water with berries in't; and teach me how
It sounds no more :--and sure, it waits upon To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night: and then I lov’d Weeping again the king my father's wreck,
Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, thee,
This music crept by me upon the waters ; And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, Allaying both their fury, and my passion, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, fertile ;
Or it hath drawn me rather :-But 'tis gone. Cursed be I that did so !-All the charms
No, it begins again.
ARIEL sings. Which first was mine own king: and here you Full fathom fire thy father lies ; sty me
Of his bones are coral made ;
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But dotle suffer a sea-chunge Whom stripes may move, not kindness : I have Into something rich and strange. us'd thee,
[thee Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd Hark! now I hear them,--ding-dong, beu. In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate
[Burden, ding-dong; The honour of my child.
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd Cal. O ho, o ho !-'would it had been done!
father :Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else This is no mortal business, nor no sound This isle with Calibans.
That the earth owes:*_I hear it now above me. Pro. Abborred slave;
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye adWhich any print of goodness will not take, And say, what thou seest yond'. Ivance Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,
Mira. What is't? a spirit ? Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, Sir, each hour
(vage, It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirit. One thing or other: when thou didst not, sa- Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble
hath such senses
As we have, such : This gallant which thou A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes Was in the wreck; and but he's something With words that made them known : But thy
[call him vile race,
With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st Though thou didst learn, had that in't which A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows good natures
And strays about to find them.
A thing divine; for nothing natural
Pro. It goes on,
[Aside. Is, I know how to curse : the red plague rid* As my soul prompts it :-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll For Icarning me your language ! (you, Within two days for this.
(tree thee Pro. Hag-seed, henoe!
Fer. Most sure, the goddess (prayer Fetch us in fuel ; and be quick, thou wert best, on whom these airs attend !--Vouchsafe, my To answer other business. Shrug’st thou, ma- May know, if you remain upon this island; If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly Mice?! And that you will some good instruction give, What I command, I'll rack thee with old How I may bear me here : My prime request, cramps;
Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! Fill all thy bones with aches ; make thee roar, If you be maid, or no ? That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
Mira. No, wonder, Sir; Cal. No, 'pray thee!
But, certainly a maid. I must obéy: his art is of such power, (Aside. Fer. My language! heavens !It would control my dam's god, Setebos, I am the best of them that speak this speech, And make a vassal of him.
Were I but where 'tis spoken. Pro. So, slave; hence! [Erit Caliban. Pro. How ! the best?
What wert thou, it the king of Naples heard Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing and singing ; Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders FERDINAND following him.
To hear thee speak of Naples: He does hear me;
And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; ARIEL's Song.
Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld Come unto these yellow sands,
The king, my father, wreck’d.
Mira. Alack, for mercy!
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke (The wild waves whistt)
And his brave son, being twain. (of Milan, Foot it seatly here and there ;
Pro. The duke of Milan, And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
And his more braver daughter, could controlt Hark, hurk!
If now 'twere 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.Vll set thee free for this !-A word, good Sir; Thou hast done well, fine Ariel !-- Follow fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a
[To Ferd. and Mira. word.
[This Hark, what thou else shali do me. (To Ariel. Miru. Why speaks my father so ungently? Mira. Be of comfort; Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first My father's of a better nature, Sir, That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, To be inclined my way!
Which now came from him. Fer. O, if a virgin,
Pro. Thou shalt be as free And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you As mountain winds : but then exactly do The queen of Naples.
All points of my command. Pro. Soft, Sir; one word more.
Ari. To the syllable. They are both in either's powers: but this swift Pro. Come, follow : speak not for him. business
[Exeunt. I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
ACT II. [Aside.
SCENE I.-Another Part of the Island. Make the prize light.-One word more ; I charge thee,
Enter Alonso, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, That thou attend me : thou dost here usurp
ADRIAN, Francisco, and others. The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself Gon. 'Beseech you, Sir, be merry : you have Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
cause From me, the lord on't.
(So have we all) of joy; for our escape Fer. No, as I am a man.
Is much beyond our loss : Our hint of woe Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Is common; every day, some sailor's wife, If the ill spirit have so fair an house, [temple : The masters of some merchant, and the mere Good things will strive to dwell with't.
[cle, Pro. Follow me.
[To Ferd. Have just our theme of woe : but for the miraSpeak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come. I mean our preservation, few in millions I'll manacle thy neck and feet together : Can speak like us: then wisely, good Sir, Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be Our sorrow with our comfort.
[weigh The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and Alon. Pr'ythee, peace. husks,
Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow.
Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Fer. No;
Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his I will resist such entertainment, till
wit; by and by it will strike. Mine enemy has more power. [He drau's.
Gon. Sir, Mira. O dear father,
Seb. One: - Tell.
[offer'd, Make not too rash a trial of him, for
Gon. When every grief is entertained, that's He's gentle, and not fearful.*
Comes to the entertainerPro. What, I say,
Seb. A dollar. My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor ; Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you Who mak'st a show, but dar’st not strike, thy have spoken truer than you purposed. conscience
Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward;t you should. For I can here disarm thee with this stick, Gon. Therefore, my Lord, And make thy weapon drop.
Ant. Fie, what a spendthrist is he of his Mira. Beseech you, father!
Alon. I pr’ythee, spare.
(tongue ! Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments. Gon. Well, I have done : But yet Mira. Sir, have pity ;
Seb. He will be talking. I'll be his surety.
Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a Pro. Silence : one word more
good wager, first begins to crow !
Ant. The cockrel.
Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,To the most of men this is a Caliban,
Seb. Ha, ha, ha! and they to him are angels.
Ant. So, you've paid.
[ble,Mira. My affections
Adr. Uninhabitable, and alnıost inaccessiAre then most humble; I have no ambition
Seb. Yet, To see a goodlier man.
Adr. YetPro. Come on; obey :
[To Ferd. Ant. He could not miss it. Thy nerves are in their infancy again,
Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and And have no vigour in them.
delicate temperance.* Fer. So they are :
Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Seb. Ay, and a subtle ; as he most learnedly The father's loss, the weakness which I feel, delivered.
sweetly. he wreck of all my friends, or this man's Adr. The air breathes upon us here most threats,
Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen. [life. Might I but through my prison once a day Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to Bebold this maid : all corners else o' the earth Ant. True; save means to live.
Seb. Of that there's none, or little.
To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis Gon. How lush* and lusty the grass looks ?
bow'd, how green?
As stooping to relieve him : I not doubt, Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.
He came alive to land. Seb. With an eyet of green in't.
Alon. No, no, he's gone. Ant. He misses not much.
[totally. Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth
[daughter, Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed That would not bless our Europe with your almost beyond credit)
But rather lose her to an African; Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.
Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, Alon. Pr’ythee, peace, their freshness, and glosses ; being rather new Seb. You were kneeld to, and importun'd dyed, than stain’d with salt water.
otherwise Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, By all of us; and the fair soul herself would it not say, he lies ?
Weigh’d, between loathness and obedience, at Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have Gon. Methinkš, our garments are now as
lost your son, fresh as when we put them on first in Afric, at I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have the marriage of the king's fair daughter Clari- More widows in them of this business' making, bel to the king of Tunis.
Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's Seb. "Twas a sweet marriage, and we pros- Your own. per well in our return.
Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. Adr. Tunis was never graced before with Gon. My lord Sebastian, such a paragon to their queen.
The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.
And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, Ant. Widow ? a pox o' that! How came When you should bring the plaster. that widow in ? Widow Dido!
Seb. Very well. Sch. What if he had said, widower Æneas Ant. And most chirurgeonly. too ? good lord, how you take it!
Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good Sir, Adr. Widow Dido, said you ? you make me When you are cloudy. study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Seb. Foul weather ? Tunis.
Ant. Very foul. Gon. This Tunis, Sir, was Carthage.
Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord, Adr. Carthage ?
Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. Gon. I assure you, Carthage. [harp. Seb. Or docks, or mallows.
(do ? Ant. His word is more than the miraculous Gon. And were the king of it, What would I Seb. He hath raised the wall, and houses too. Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Ant. What impossible matter will he make Gon. I' the commonwealth I would by coneasy next?
traries Seb. I think, he will carry this island home Execute all things : for no kind of traffic in his pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Would I admit; no name of magistrate ;
Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the Letters should not be known; no use of service, sea, bring forth more islands.
Of riches or of poverty; no contracts,. Gon. Ay?
Successions ; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, Ant. Why, in good time.
No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : (none : Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments No occupation ; all men idle, all ; seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, And women too; but innocent and pure : at the marriage of your daughter, who is now No sovereignty :queen.
Seb. And yet he would be king on't.Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. forgets the beginning.
[produce Ant. O, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Gon. All things in common nature should
Gon. Is not, Sir, my doublet as fresh as the Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, first day I wore it? I mean, in a sort.
Sword, pike, knife,gun, or need of any engine, Ant. That sort was well 'fish'd for.
Would I not have ; bút nature should bring Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's
forth, marriage ?
(against Of its own kind, all foizon,t all abundance, Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, To feed my innocent people. The stomach of my sense : 'Would I had never Seb. No marrying 'inong his subjects ? Married my daughter there! for, coming Ant. None, man; all idle; whores, and thence,
[Sir, My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Gon. I would with such perfection govern, Who is so far from Italy remov'd,
To excel the golden age.
Gon. And, do you mark me, Sir ?-
Alon. Pr’ythee, no mora : thou dost talk noI saw him beat the surges under him,
thing to me. And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, The surge most swoln that met him: his bold who are of such sensible and nimble lungs, head
that they always use to laugh at nothing. 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Ant. "Twas you we laughed at. Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am
+ Shade of colour.
Degree or quality.
* The rack
Dothing to you ; so you may continue, and ] (Who shall be of as little memory, laugh at nothing still.
When he is earth’d) bath here almost persuadAnt. What a blow was there given ! (For he's a spirit of persuasion only,) [ed Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.
The king, his son's alive ;, 'tis as impossible Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here, you would lift the moon out of her sphere, if
swims. she would continue in it five weeks without Seb. I have no hope changing.
That he's undrown'd.
Ant. (), out of that no hope, Enter ARIEL invisible, playing solemn music.
What great hope have you! no hope, that Seb. We would so,and then go a bat-fowling. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Another way so high an hope, that even
Gon. No, I warrant you ; I will not adven- Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, ture my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, me asleep, for I am very heavy? Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.
That Ferdinand is drown'd ? [ÀU sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant.
Seb. He's gone. Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine Ant. Then, tell me, eyes
[1 find Who's the next heir of Naples ? Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: Seb. Claribel. They are inclin'd to do so.
Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that Seb. Please you, Sir,
[Naples Do not omit the heavy offer of it:
Ten leagues beyond man's life ; she that from It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, Can have no note, unless the sun were post, It is a comforter.
(The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new-born Ant. We two, my lord,
chins Will guard your person, while you take your Be rough and razorable: she, from whom And watch your safety.
(rest, We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast Alon. Thank you : Wondrous heavy.
again; [Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel. And, by that, destin'd to perform an act, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. [them! In yours and my discharge. Seb, Why
Seb. What stuff is this ?---How say you ? Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not "Tis true my brother's daughter's queen of Myself dispos'd to sleep.
Tunis ; Ant. Nor I; my spirits are nimble. So is she heir of Naples ; 'twixt which regions They fell together all, as by consent; [might, There is some space. They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What Ant. A space whose every cubit Worthy Sebastian ?-0, what might ?-No Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel
Measure us back to Naples ?---Keep in Tunis, And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, And let Sebastian wake !---Say, this were What thou should'st be : the occasion speaks
(worse thee ; and
That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no My strong imagination sees a crown
Than now they are : There be, that can rule Dropping upon thy head.
Naples, Séb. What, art ihou 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. 0, 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 With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, Seb. Methinks, I do.
[me? And yet so fast asleep.
(moving, Ant. And how does your content Ant. Noble Sebastian,
Tender your own good fortune ?
(wink'st' | You did supplant your brother Prospero. Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly ;
Ant. True: There's meaning in thy snores.
And, look, bow well my garments sit upon me; Ant. I am more serious than my custom : you Much feater than before: My brother's servants Must be so too, if heed' me; whích to do, Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Trebles thee o'er.
Seb. But, for your conscience... [kybe, Seb. Well ; I am standing water.
Ant. Ay, Sir; where lies that? if it were a Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.
"Twould put me to my slipper ; but I feel not Seb. Do so : to ebb,
This deity in my bosom : twenty consciences, Hereditary sloth instructs me.
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be Ant. 0,
(brother, If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, No better than the earth he lies
upon, You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, If he were that which now he's like ; whom I, Most often do so near the bottom run,
With this obedient steel, three inches of it, By their own fear, or sloth.
Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus, Seb. Pr'ythee, say on :
To the perpetual wink for ayet might put The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim This ancient morsel, this sir' Prudence, who A matter from thee : and a birth, indeed, Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest Which throes thee much to yield.
They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk; Ant. Thus, Sir : Although this lord of weak remembrance, this A bird of the jack-daw kind. + Ever. † Any Hinu