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Thou calldst 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, 341
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.

Pro. Ariel, thy charge

Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work:

What is the time o' the day?

Ari. Past the mid season.

Pro. At least two glasses: The time 'twixt six and

now,

Must by us both be spent most preciously.

TEMPEST.

Tobate me a full vear.
Pr. Dost thou forget

what a torment I did free
Ari. No.

"Pro. Thou dost; and thir the ooze Of the salt deep; "To run upon the sharp wind To do me business in the vei "When it is bak'd with frost.

"dri. I do not, sir."

Pro. Thou ly'st, malignant t The foul witch Sycorax, who,

Ari. No, sir.

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grown into a hoop? hast t

Pro. Thou hast: Where w tell me.

Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains,

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Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd,

Ari. Sir, in Argier.

Pro. Oh, was she so? I mus

ce in a month, recount what

Which thou forgett'st. This

mischiefs manifold, and so enter human hearing, from Thou know'st, was banish'd; They would not take her life:

Pro. How now? moody?

Which is not yet perform'd me.

What is't thou can'st demand?

* Ari. My liberty.

Pro. Before the time be out? no more.

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Ari. I pray thee:

Remember, I have done thee worthy service;

Ari: Ay, sir,

Told thee no lies, made thee no mistaking, serv'd

Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst

child,

Pro. This blue-ey'd hag wa

promise

To

had here was left by the sailor As thou report'st thyself, was

bate me a full year.

ro. Dost thou forget

n what a torment I did free thee?

i. No.

Pro. Thou dost; and think'st it much, to tread

the ooze

f the salt deep;

o run upon the sharp wind of the north;

o do me business in the veins o' the earth,

Then it is bak'd with frost.

Ari. I do not, sir."

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o. Thou ly'st, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot foul witch Sycorax, who, with age, and envy,

grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her?

i. No, sir.

-0. Thou hast: Where was she born? speak;

tell me.

i. Sir, in Argier.

-0. Oh, was she so? I must,

e in a month, recount what thou hast been,

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ch thou forgett'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax,

mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible

nter human hearing, from Argier,

1 know'st, was banish'd; for one thing she did,

✓ would not take her life: Is not this true ?

i. Ay, sir,

-0. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with

child,

here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave,

nou report'st thyself, wast then her servant: 390

And,

And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate
To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands,
Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee,
By help of her more potent ministers,
And in her most unmitigable rage,
Into a cloven pine; within which rift
Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain

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A dozen years; within which space she died,
And left thee there, where thou didst vent thy

subject to no sight but thine ar

Verery eye-ball else. Go, tak

thither come in it: go, hence

groans

As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island, (Save for the son that she did litter here,

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Drake, dear heart, awake! tho

A freckled whelp, hag-born) not honour'd with
A human shape.

Ari. Yes; Caliban her son.

Thou best know'st

Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, Whom now I keep in service.

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What torment I did find thee in: thy groans
Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts
Of ever-angry bears; it was a torment
To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not again undo; it was mine art,
When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape
The pine, and let thee out.

Ari. I thank thee, master.

Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak,

And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till

Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.
Ari. Pardon, master:

I will be correspondent to command,

And

wake!

Mira. The strangeness of you viness in me.

Pre. Shake it off: come on;

il visit Caliban, my slave, v
Tields us kind answer.
Mara. 'Tis a villain, sir,
do not love to look on,

Pro. But, as 'tis,
e cannot miss him: he does r

h in our wood; and serves

at profit us. What ho! slav
ou earth, thou! speak.
Cal. [Within.] There's wood
Pro. Come forth, I say; the

thee:

ume, thou tortoise! when?

Enter ARIEL like a W ce apparition! My quaint A ark in thine ear.

do my spiriting gently.

0. Do so; and after two days

discharge thee.

. That's my noble master!

t shall I do? say what? what shall I do?

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5. Go make thyself like to a nymph o' the sea;

bject to no sight but thine and mine; invisible very eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, hither come in it: go, hence, with diligence.

[Exit ARIEL,

xe, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well;

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annot miss him: he does make our fire,

in our wood; and serves in offices

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profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban!

- earth, thou! speak,

- [Within.] There's wood enough within.

. Come forth, I say; there's other business for

thee:

=, thou tortoise! when?

Enter ARIEL like a Water-Nymph.

apparition! My quaint Ariel,

in thine ear,

Ari.

Than bees that made 'em.

Ari. My lord, it shall be done.

[Exit.

Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil him

self

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

Enter CALIBAN.

Cal. As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, 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

cramps,

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-combs, each pinch more stinging

TEMPEST

for I am all the subjects that yo Who first was mine own king;

tis hard rock, whiles you do The rest of the island.

Pm. Thou most lying slave,

Whan stripes may move, not thee,

Tith as thou art, with human C

hmine own cell, till thou dids

The

honour of my child.

This isle with Calibans.

Cal. Oh ho, oh ho! Wou' Thou didst prevent me; I had

Pm. Abhorred slave;

Which any print of goodness w

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Being capable of all ill! I pitie

Took pains to make thee speak

Cal. I must eat my dinner.

This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,

One thing or other: when tho

Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first,

Thou stroak'dst me, and mad'st much of me; would'st

give me

Know thy own meaning, but w A thing more brutish, I endor With words that made them

fertile;

Curs'd be I, that I did so!-All the charms
Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!

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 shew'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place, and

race,

"Though thou didst learn,

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For

natures

"Could not abide to be with; "Deservedly confin'd into thi "Who hadst deserv'd more t Cal. You taught me langua Is, I know how to curse: Th For learning me your languag

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