I am all the subjects that you have,

o first was mine own king; and here you sty me

his hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

rest of the island.

ro. Thou most lying slave,

om stripes may move, not kindness: I have us'd

thee,

as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee

nine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate honour of my child.

el. Oh ho, oh ho! - Wou'd it had been done! u didst prevent me; I had peopled else

isle with Calibans.

0. Abhorred slave;

ch any print of goodness will not take,

g capable of all ill! I pitied thee,

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< pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour
thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
w thy own meaning, but would'st gabble like
ing more brutish, I endow'd thy purposes 490
words that made them known: "But thy vile
race,

hough thou didst learn, had that in't which good

natures

ould not abide to be with; therefore wast thou eservedly confin'd into this rock,

Tho hadst deserv'd more than a prison."

1. You taught me language; and my profit on't know how to curse: The red plague rid you, learning me your language!

Pro.

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Enter FERDINAND at the remotest part of the stage, and
ARIEL invisible, playing and singing.

Fer. Where should this m.
the earth?

sounds no more:-and sure,
Some god of the island. Sitt
leeping again the king my far
This masick crept by me upon
Laing both their fury, and
With its sweet air: thence I ha
Orit hath drawn me rather :-
No, it begins again.

er. Where should this musick be? i' the air, or

the earth?

unds no more:-and sure, it waits upon e god of the island. Sitting on a bank, eping again the king my father's wreck, musick crept by me upon the waters; ying both their fury, and my passion, hits sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, hath drawn me rather :-But 'tis gone. it begins again.

ARIEL's Song.

Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made ;
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.
Hark, now I hear them, -ding-dong, bell..

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[Burden, ding-dong.

er. The ditty does remember my drown'd

father:

is no mortal business, nor no sound

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

0. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,

ad say, what thou seest yond'.

ra. What is't? a spirit?

1, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,

:

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May know, if you remain upon this island;

And that you will some good instruction give,

On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe, my prayer

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

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

such senses

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As we have, such: This gallant, which thou see'st,
Was in the wreck; and, but he's something stain'd
With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st call
him

A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows,"

And strays about to find them.

Mira. I might call him

A thing divine; for nothing natural
I ever saw so noble.

Pro. It goes on, I see,

[Aside.

As my soul prompts it :-Spirit, fine spirit, I'll free

thee

Within two days for this.

Fer. Most sure, the goddess

TEMPEST

Fer. A single thing, as I am
To hear thee speak of Naples:
And, that he does, I weep: mm
Who with mine eyes, ne'er sinc
The king my father wreck'd.

Mira. Alack, for mercy !
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his

And

Milan,

his brave son, being twain

Pro. The duke of Milan,

And his more braver daughter, If now 'twere fit to do't

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ey have chang'd eyes:-" "Ill set thee free for this.". icar, you have done yourself Wara. Why speaks my fathe is the third man that I e'er saw

If you be maid, or no?

How I may bear me here: My prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder !

Fer. O, if a virgin,

To be inclin'd my way!

That e'er I sigh'd for: pity m

The queen of Naples.

ad your affection not gone for

But, certainly a maid.

Mira. No wonder, sir;

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Fer. My language! heavens!

hey are both in either's powe siness

Pro. Soft, sir, one word me

Pro. How! the best?

I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.

thee,

Timust uneasy make, lest too Wake the prize light. One

What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee?

Fer.

That thou attend me: thou d

7. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders ear thee speak of Naples: He does hear me ;

that he does, I weep: myself am Naples;

with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld

king my father wreck'd.

ra. Alack, for mercy !

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-. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of

Milan,

his brave son, being twain,

. The duke of Milan,

his more braver daughter, could controul thee,

w 'twere fit to do't : At the first sight

"[Aside to ARIEL."

have chang'd eyes:-" Delicate Ariel,

set thee free for this." -A word, good sir;
, you have done yourself some wrong: a word-
a. Why speaks my father so ungently? This

third man that I e'er saw; the first,

e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father

e inclin'd my way!

O, if a virgin,

our affection not gone forth, I'll make you

queen of Naples.

-. Soft, sir, one word more.

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are both in either's powers: but this swift bu

[Aside.

=the prize light. One word more; I charge

siness

t uneasy make, lest too light winning

thee,

thou attend me: thou dost here usurp

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