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Pro. Po have no screen between this part hé From my own library, with volumes that play'd
I prize above my dukedom.
Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. He thinks me now incapable : confederates Here in this island we arriv'd; and here (fit (So dry* he was for sway) with the king of Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more proNaples,
Than other princes can, that have more time To give him annual tribute, do him homage ; For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I The dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan!)
pray you, Sir, To most ignoble stooping.
(For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason Mira. O, the heavens!
For raising this sea-storm ? Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then Pro. Know thus far forth.. If this might be a brother.
(tell me, By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Mira. I should sin
Now, my dear lady, hath mine enemies To think but nobly of my grandmother : Brought to this shore : and by my prescience Good wombs have borne bad sons.
I find my zenith doth depend upon Pro. Now the condition.
A most auspicious star; whose influence This king of Naples, being an enemy
If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; Will ever after droop. Here cease more ques. Which was, that he in lieut o'the premises,
tions ; Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,- Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, Should presently extirpate me and mine And give it way ;-I know thou canst not Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,
[Miranda sleeps. With all the honours, on my brother: Whereon, Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; A treacherous army levied, ope midnight Approach, my Ariel ; come. Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open [ness, The gates of Milan; and, i’ the dead of dark
Enter ARIEL. The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! Me, and thy crying self.
I come Mira, Alack, for pity!
To answer thy best pleasure ; bet to fly, 1, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint,
On the curld clouds; to thy strong bidding, That wrings mine eyes.
Ariel, and all his quality.
[task Pro. Hear a little further.
Pró. Hast thou, spirit, And then I'll bring thee to the present business Perform'd to point* the tempest that I bade Which now's upon us ; without the which, this Ari. To every article.
[thee? Were most impertinent.
[story I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak,.. Mira. Wherefore did they not
Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, That hour destroy us?
I flam'd amazement: Sometimes, I'd divide, Pro. Well demanded, wench;
And burn in many places ; on the top-mast, My tale provokes that question. Dear, they The yards, and bowsprit, would I fame disdurst not;
[precursors (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set Then meet, and join : Jove's lightnings, the A mark so bloody on the business; but O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momenWith colours fairer painted their foul ends.
[cracks In few, they hurried us aboard a bark; And sight-out-running were not: The fire, and Bore us some leagues to sea; where they pre Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Nep. A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg’d, (pared
[tremble, Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us, Yea, his dread trident shake. To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh Pro. My brave spirit ! To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Who was so firm, so constant, that this coilt Did us but loving wrong.
Would not infect his reason ? Mira, Alack! what trouble
Ari. Not a soul Was I then to you !
But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Pro. O! a cherubim
[smile, Some tricks of desperation : All, but mariners, Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the Infused with a fortitude from heaven, (salt;
(dinand, When I have deck'as the sea with drops full Then all a fire with me: the king's son, FerUnder my burden groan'd; which raised in me With hair up-staring (then like reeds,not hair,) An undergoing stomach,|| to bear up
Was the first man that leap'd ; cried, Hell is Against what should ensue.
And all the devils are here.
(empty, Miru. How came we ashore ?
Pro. Why, that's my spirit ! Pro. By Providence divine.
But was not this nigh shore ? Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Ari. Close by, my master. A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,
Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe ? Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Ari. Not a hair perish'd; Master of this design,) did give us ; with On their sustaining garments not a blemish, Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, But fresher than before ; and, as thou bad'st Which since have steaded much ; so, of his
In troops I have dispers'd them 'bout the isle : Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, The king's son have I landed by himself; * Thirsty: Consideration. Suggestion. ļ Sprinkled. Stubborn resolution.
* The minutest article. + Bustle, tumulte G
Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs,
Ard in her most unmitigable rage, In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting, Into a cloven pine; within which rift His arms in this sad knot.
Imprison’d, thou didst painfully remain Pro. Of the king's ship,
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, hag-born) not honour'd with From the still vex'd Bermoothes,* 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 suffer'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,t
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 howl'd 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.
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 Cal. (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 mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible
Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit. 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, And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, slave,
[vant, And blister yon 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 be pinch'd * Bermudas. + Wave. Algiers. Il Commande. * Do without
As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly.
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersadly. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Hark, hark! I hear Which thon tak'st from me. When thou camest The strain of strutting chanticleer, first,
Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo. Thou 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'a 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 five thy father lies ; sty me
Of his bones are coral made ;
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change Whom stripes may move, not kindness : 1 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, bell. la mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate
[Burden, ding-dong: The honour of my child.
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown's 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. Abhorred 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 hini 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'li For learning me your language ! [you, Within two days for this.
(free thee Pro. Hag-seed, hence !
Fer. Most sure, the goddess (prayer Fetch us in fuel ; and be quick, thou wert best, on whom these airs attend !-Vouchsate, my To answer other business. Sbrug'st thou, ma- May know, if you remain upon this island; If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly (lice? 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 obey: 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! [Exit Caliban. Pro. How ! the best ?
What wert thou, if 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
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,
Pro. The duke of Milan,
thee, Destroy + Still, silent. * Owns.
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. I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good Sir ; Thou hast done well, fine Ariel !-Follow I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a
[To Ferd. and Mira. word.
[This Hark, what thou else shali do me. [To Ariel. Mira. 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 1.- 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 merGood 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 draws.
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 spendthrift is he of his Mira. Beseech you, father!
Alon. I pr’ythee, spare.
(tongue ! Pro. Hence; hang not op my garments. Gon. Well, I have done : But yetMira. 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 Çaliban,
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. The 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 Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth Ant. True ; save means to live. * Frighin' † Guara
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 kneel'd 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. Methinks, 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, Seb. 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 ; but 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 'mong 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 more : 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 • Rank + Shade of colour. Degree or quality. * The rack.