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Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible

Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, 'To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape,

Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee cach liour And hither come in't: hence, witli diligence. One thing or other: when thou diu'st not, savaze,

(Exit ARIEL. Know thine own meaning, but would'st galble like Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes Awake!

With words that made them known: But they vile Vire. The strangeness of your story put

race, Heaviness in ine.

Though thou did'st learn, had that in't which gout Pro.

Shake it off: Come on; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never

Could not abide to be with ; therefore wast thou Yields us kind answer.

Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir,

Who had'st deserv’d more than a prison. I do not love to look on.

Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Pro. But, as 'tis,

Is, I know how to curse : the red plague rid you, We cannot miss him : he does make our fire, For learning me your language ! Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices

Pro.

Hag-seed, hence! That profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban!

Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best, Thou earth, thou! speak.

To answer other business. Shrug’st thou, malice? Cal. [Within.] There's wood enough within. If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; for thee :

Fill all thy bones with aches ; make thee roar Come forth, thou tortoise! when ?

That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
Cal.

No, pray thee!
Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph. I must obey : his art is of such power, [-Aside.
Fine apparition ! My quaint Ariel,

It would control my dam's god, Setebos,
Hark in thine ear.

And make a vassal of him.
Ari.
My lord, it shall be done. (Erit. Pro.

So, slave ; hence !!*!** Prs. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself

[Erit CALIBAN. Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

Re-enter Ariel invisible, playing and singing ; Enter CALIBAN.

FERDINAND following him.
Col. As wicked dew as c'er my mother brush'd

ARIEL's Song.
With raven's feather from unwholesome fen,
Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye,

Come unto these yellow sands,
And blister you all o'er.

And then take hands :
Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,
cramps,
Jacomoda

(The wild waves whist,) Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up ;' urchins

Foot it featly here and there; Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,

And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd

Hark, hark ! As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. Than bees that made them.

The watch-dogs bark :
Cal.
I must eat my dinner.

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,

Hark, hark ! I hear
Which thou tak’st from me. When thou camest first, The strain of strutting chanticlere
Thou strok’dst me, and mad'st much of me; would'st

Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo.
give me

Fer. Where should this musick be? i' the air, or Water with berries in't; and teach me how

the earth? To naine the bigger light, and how the less,

It sounds no more : -and sure it waits upon That bum by day and night: and then I lov'd thee,

Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank And shew'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,

Weeping again the king my father's wreck, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fer

This musick crept by me upon the waters; tile;

A laying both their fury, and my passion, Cursed be I that did so! - All the charms

With its sweet air : thence I have follow'd it, Of Socorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you !

Or it hath drawn me rather :

But 'tis gone. For I am all the subjects that you have,

No, it begins again.
Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me
In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

ARIEL sings.
The rest of the island.

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Pro.
Thou most lying slave,

Of his bones are coral made;
Wlom stripes may move, not kindness: I have us’d

Those are pearls that were his eyes : thee,

Nothing of him that doth fade. Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg’d thee

But doth suffer a sca-change In mine own cell, till thou did'st seek to violate

Into something rich and strange. The honour of my child.

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Cal. O ho, o bo! - 'would it had been done!

Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong, bell. Thou did'st prevent me; I had peopled else

[Burden, ding-dong, This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ;

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd 19 Huich any pririt of goodness will not take,

ther :

No;

What, I say,

This is no mortal business, nor no sound

Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
That the earth owes :- - I hear it now above me. From me, the lord on't.
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance Fer.

No, as I ani a man. And say, what thou seest yond'.

Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in s ch a Mira. What is't? a spirit?

temple : Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,

If the ill spirit have so fair an house, It carries a brave form : — But 'tis a spirit.

Good things will strive to dwell with't. Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath Pro.

Follow me, -such senses

(To FER). As we have, such : This gallant, which thou seest, Speak not you for him ; he's a traitor. Come. Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd I'll manacle thy neck and feet together : With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be call him

The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husk: A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows,

Wherein the acorn cradled : Follow. And strays about to find them.

Fer. Mira.

I might call him I will resist such entertainment, till A thing divine; for nothing natural

Mine enemy has more power.

(He draws I ever saw so noble.

Mira.

O dear father, Pro. It goes on,

[ Aside. | Make not too rash a trial of him, for As my soul prompts it : Spirit, fine spirit! I'll | He's gentle, and not fearful. free thee

Pro. Within two days for this.

My foot my tutor! Put thy sword up, traitor ; Fer.

Most sure, the goddess Who mak’st a shew, but dar’st not strike, thy cou On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe, my prayer

science May know, if you remain upon this island; Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward; And that you will some good instruction give, For I oan bere disarın thee with this stick, How I may bear me here : My prime request,

And make thy weapon drop. Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! Mira.

Beseech you, father! If you be maid or no ?

Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.
Mira.
No wonder, sir ;
Mira.

Sir, have pity, But, certainly a maid.

I'U be his surety.
Fer.
My language! heavens ! Pro.

Silence' one word more
I am the best of them that speak this speech,

Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! Were I but where 'tis spoken.

An advocate for an impostor? hush ! Pro.

How! the best ? Thou think'st there are no mere such shapes as he, What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee? Having seen but him and Caliban : Foolish wench!

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To the most of men this is a Caliban,
To hear thee speak of Naples : He does hear me; And they to him are angels.
And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; Mira.

My affections
Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb), beheld Are then most humble; I have no ambition
The king my father wreck’d.

To see a goodlier man.
Mira.
Alack, for mercy! Pro.

Come on; obey: (To FER LA
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his Lords; the duke of Thy nerves are in their infancy again,
Milan,

And have no vigour in them. And his brave son, being twain.

Fer.

So they are: Pro.

The duke of Milan, My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. And his more braver daughter, could control thee, My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, If now 'twere fit to do't : — At the first sight (Aside. The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, They have chang'd eyes: Delicate Ariel,

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, I'll set thee free for this! – A word, good sir ; Might I but through my prison once a day I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word. Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth

Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Let liberty make use of ; space enough Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first

Have I in such a prison. That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father

Pro.

It works: - Come on. To be inclin'd my way!

Thou hast done well, fine Ariel ! - Follow me. --Fer. 0, if a virgin,

[To Ferd. and Mir. An' your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [To ARIEL. The queen of Naples.

Mira,

Be of comfort; Pro.

Soft, sir ; one word more. My father's of a better nature, sir, They are both in either's powers; but this swift Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, business

Which now came from him. I must uneasy make, lest too light winning (Asile. Pro.

Thou shalt be as free Make the prize light. — One word more ; I charge As mountain winds: but then exactly do thee,

All points of my command. That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp

Ari.

To the syllable. The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. ( Ereund. ACT II.

you should.

SCENE I. - Another part of the Island. Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

Gon. That our garments, being, as they were Enter Alonso, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, Gonzalo,

drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.

freshness, and glosses ; being rather new dy'd, than Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have cause stain'd with salt water. (So have we all) of joy; for our escape

Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, Ls much beyond our loss: Our hint of woe would it not say, he lies ? Is common; every day, some sailor's wife,

Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Gon. Methinks, our garinents are now as fresh Have just our theme of woe : but for the miracle, as when we put them on first in Africk, at the marI mean our preservation, few in millions

riage of the king's fair daughter Claribel, to the Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh king of Tunis. Our sorrow with our comfort.

Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper Alon.

Pr’ythee, peace.

well in our return. Sch. He receives comfort like cold porridge. Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such a Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. paragon to their queen.

Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of bis wit; Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.
By and by it will strike.

Ant. Widow ? a pox o'that! How came uliai Gon. Sir,

widow in? Widow Dido! Seb. One: - Tell.

Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too ? Gon. When every grief is entertain'd, that's of- good lord, how you take it! fer'd,

Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Comes to the entertainer

study of that : She was of Carthage, not of Tunis. Seb. A dollar.

Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Adr. Carthage? spoken truer than you purposed.

Gon. I assure you, Carthage. seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp.

Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Gon. Therefore, my lord, –

Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy Ant. Fye, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue! next? Alon. I pr’ythee spare.

Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his Gon. Well, I have done : But yet

pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Seb. He will be talking.

Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good bring forth more islands. wager, first begins to crow?

Gon. Ay? Seb. The old cock.

Ant. Why, in good tiine. Ant. The cockrel.

Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garnents Seb. Done: the wager?

seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis at the Ant. A laughter.

marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. Set, A match.

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Adr. Though this island seem to be desert, — Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Ant. So, you've pay'd.

Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first dita'Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible, – day I wore it? I mean, in a sort. Seb. Yet,

Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. Adr. Yet

Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Ant. He could not miss it.

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and

against delicate teinperance.

The stomach of my sense: 'Would I had never Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.

Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, Seb. Ay, and a subtle ; as he most learnedly de- My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, livered.

Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. I ne'er again shall see her. Othou mine heir Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.

Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen.

Hath made his meal on thee! Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life. Fran.

Sir, he may live; Ant. True; save means to live.

I saw him beat the surges under him, Seb. Of that there's none, or little.

And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks ! how Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted green!

The surge most swoln that met him ; his bold head Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Leb. With an eye of green in't.

Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Ant. ile misses not much.

To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis Lovi's, Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. As stooping to relieve him ; I not doubt,

Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed al- He came alive to land. most beyond credit)

Alon.

No, no, he < .01

loss;

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am no

thing to you : so you may continue, and laugh at 17:at would not bless our Europe with your nothing still. daughter,

Ant. What a blow was there given ? But rather lose her to an African;

Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle ; you Who hath cause to wet the grief on't.

would list the moon out of her sphere, if she would Alon.

Pr’ythee, peace.

continue in it five weeks without changing. Seb. You were kneel’d to, and importun'd otherwise

Enter Ariel invisible, playing solemn musick. By all of us; and the fair soul herself

Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. Weiglı'd, between lothiness and obedience, at

Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure your son,

my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh ine I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have

asleep, for I am very heavy? More widows in them of this business' making, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us. Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's

(All sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant. Your own.

Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Alon. So is the dearest of the loss.

Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : 1 Gon. My lord Sebastian,

find, The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, They are inclin'd to do so. And time to spcak it in; you rub the sore,

Seb.

Please you, sir, When you should bring the plaster.

Do not omit the heavy offer of it: Seb.

Very well. It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, Ant. And most chirurgeonly.

It is a comforter. Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,

Ant.

We two, my lord, When you are cloudy.

Will guard your person while you take your reil, Seb. Foul weather ?

And watch your safety, Ant.

Very foul. Alon.

Thank you : wondrous heavy. Gon. Had I plantation of this isle, my lord,

[Alonso sleepis. Erit AKIEL. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed.

Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them? Seb.

Or docks, or mallows. Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. Son. And were the king of it, What would I Seb.

Why do?

Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Myself dispos'd to sleep. Gon. I the commonwealth, I would by con- Aut.

Nor I; my spirits are nimble. traries

They fell together all, as by consent; Execute all things : for no kind of traffick

They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Would I admit; no name of magistrate ;

Worthy Sebastian ?-0, what might ?-No more:Letters should not be known; no use of service, And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, Of riches, or of poverty ; no contracts,

What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; Successions; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none :

and No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil :

My strong imagination sees a crown No occupation ; all men idle, all ;

Dropping upon thy head. And women too; but innocent and pure :

Seb.

What, art thou waking ? No sovereignty :

Ant. Do you not hear me speak?
Scb.
And yet he would be king on't.

Seb.

I do; and, surely, Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets It is a sleepy language ; and thou speak'st the beginning

Out of thy sleep: What is it thon did'st say ?
Gon. All things in common nature should pro- This is a strange repose, to be asleep
duce

With
eyes

wide open ; standing, speaking, moving, Without sweat or endeavour : trcason, felony, And yet so fast asleep. Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine,

Ant.

Noble Sebastian, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep - die rather ; wink'st Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance,

Whiles thou art waking. To feed my innocent people.

Seb.

Thou dost snore distinctly; Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ?

There's meaning in thy snores.
Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Ant. I am more serious than my custom

you Gon. I would with such perfection govern. sir, Must be so too. if heed me; which to do To excel the golden age.

Trebles thee o'er. Seb. 'Save his majesty!

Seb,

Well, I am standing Patel Ant. Long live Gonzalo!

Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.
Gon.
And, do you mark me sir?- Seb.

Do so ; to ebb, Aion. Pr’ythee, no more: thcu dost talk nothing Hereditary sloths instructs me, to me.

Ant

0, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it of such sensible and nimble lungsthat they always You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, woe to laugh at nothing.

Most often do so near the bottom run, 1.11. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

By their own fear, or sloth.

He's gone.

Pr'ythee, say on : They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk ;
The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim They'll tell the clock to any business that
A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed,

We say befits the hour.
Which throes thee much to yield.

Seb.

Thy case, dear friend, Ant.

Thus, sir: Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, Although this lord of weak remembrance, this I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke (Who shall be of as little memory,

Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded And I the king shall love thee. (For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)

Ant.

Draw together : The king, his son's alive: 'tis as impossible And when I rear my hand, do you the like, That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here, swims. To fall it on Gonzalo. Sob. I have no hope

Seb.

O, but one word. That he's undrown'd.

[ They converse apart. Ant.

0, out of that no hope, What great hope have you ! no hope, that way, is

Musick. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Another way so high an hope, that even

Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,

That these, his friends, are in ; and sends me forth, But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with me, (For else his project dies,) to keep them living. That Ferdinand is drown'a ?

(Sings in Gonzalo's ear. Seb.

While you here do snoaring lie Ant.

Then, tell me,

Open-ey'd conspiracy
Who's the next heir of Naples ?

His time doth take:
Seb.
Claribel.

If of life you keep a care,
Ant. She that is queen of Tunis : she that dwells

Shake off slumber, and beware. 'Ten leagues beyond inan's life; she that from Naples

Awake! Awake!
Can have no note, unless the sun were post,
(The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
Be rough and razorable; she, from whom

Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again;

[They awake. And, by that, destin'd to perform an act,

Alon. Why, how now, ho ! awake! Why are you Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come,

drawn? In yours and my discharge.

Wherefore this ghastly looking? Seb. What stuft' is this? - How say you ? Gon.

What's the matter? 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis : Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, So is she heir of Naples ; 'twixt which regions Even now, we heard a hollow burst of beilowing There is some space.

Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you? Ant.

A space whose every cubit It struck mine ear most terribly. Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel

Alon.

I heard nothing. Measure us back to Naples ? - Keep in Tunis,

Ant. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; And let Sebastian wake! - Say, this were death To make an earthquake ! sure it was the roar That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no worse Of a whole herd of lions. Than now they are: There be, that can rule Naples,

Alon.

Heard you this, Gonzalo ? As well as he that sleeps ; lords, that can prate Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, As amply and unnecessarily,

And that a strange one too, which did awake me : As this Gonzalo; I myself could make

I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore I saw their weapons drawn : - there was a noise, The mind that I do! what a sleep were this That's verity: 'Best stand upon our guard ; For your advancement! Do you understand me? Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons. Seb. Methinks, I do.

Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make furAnd how does your content

ther search Tender your own good fortune?

For my poor son. Seb.

I remember,

Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts ! You did supplant your brother Prospero.

For he is, sure, i' the island. Ant.

True : Alon. And, look, how well my garments sit upon me; Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have Much feater than before : My brother's servants

done :

(Asicles Were then my fellows, now they are my men. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. (Exeunt.

Seb. But, for your conscience
Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kybe, SCENE II.

Another part of the Island. "Twould put me to my slipper : But I feel not This deity in my bosom; twenty consciences,

Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood.
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they,

A noise of thunler heard.
And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother,
No better than the earth he lies upon,

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up
If he were that which now he's like: whom I, From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
With this obedient steel, three inches of it,

By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, Can lay to bed for ever : whiles you, uving thus, And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, To the perpetual wink for aye might put

Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, This ancient morsel, this sir' Prudence, who Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, Out of my way, unless he bid them ; but

Ant.

Lead away.

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