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Alonso, King Naples.
MIRANDA, Daughter to Prospero.
ARIEL, an airy Spirit.
Other Spirits attending on Prospero.
SCENE I.-On a ship at sea.
our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he A Storm with thunder and lightning.
be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable.
[Exeunt. Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain.
Re-enter Boatswain. Master. Boatswain,
Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, Boats. Here, master: what cheer?
lower; bring her to try with inain course. (A cry Master. Good: Speak to the mariners: fall to't within. A plague upon this howling! they are yarelys, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir. | louder than the weather, or our office.
Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and Gonzalo. Enter Mariners.
Yet again ? what do you here? Shall we give o'er Boa's. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my and drown? Have you a mind to sink? hearts; yare, yare: Take in the top-sail; Tend to Seh. A pox o your throat! you bawling, blasthe master's whistle.-Blow till thou burst thy phemous, uncharitable dog! wind, if room enough!
Boats. Work you, then. Enter Alosso, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDI.
Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent
noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than NANI), GONZALO, and others.
thou art. Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though master? Play the men,
the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as Boats. I pray now, keep below.
leaky as an unstaunched: wench. Ant. Where is the master, boatswain ?
Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our
courses; off' to sea again, lay her off. labor! keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient.
Enter Mariners, wef. Bouts. When the sea is. Hence! What care Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! these roarers for the name of king ? To cabins:
(Exeunt. silence: Trouble us not.
Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us aboard.
assist them, Boats. None that I more love than myself.- For our case is as theirs. You are a counsellor; if you can command these Seb. I am out of patience. elements to silence, and work the peace of the Ant. We are merely. cheated of our lives by present”, we will not hand a rope more; use your
drunkards.authority; If you cannot, give thanks you have This wide-chapped rascal;- 'Would thou mightst livel so long, and make yourself ready in your
lie drowning cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap.- The washing of' ten tides! Checrly, good hearts.-Out of our way, I say:
He'll be hanged yet,
(Erit. Though every drop of water swear against it, Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow; And gape at wid'st to glut him. methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him: 1 A confu:ed noise within.] Mercy on us!-We his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good split, we split! Farewell, my wife and children! fate to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny Farewell, brother!-We split, we split, we split. • Readily. - Present instant. * Incontinent.
Ant. Let's all sink with the king. (Exit. Mira.
O, my heart bleeds Seb. Let's take leave of him.
(Exit. To think o' the teen that I have turn’d you to, Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of | Which is from my remembrance! Please you furfe for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown
ther. furze, any thing: the wills above be done! but I Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio, would lain die a dry death.
[Exit. I pray thce, mark me,--thai a brother should SCENE 11.—The island: before the cell of Pros- of all the world I lov’d, and to him put
Be so perfidious!-he whom, next thyselt,
The manage of my state; as, at that tine,
The government I cast upon my brother,
Dost thou attend me?
Sir, most heedfully. Had I been any god of power, I would
Pro. Being once pertected how to grant suits,
How to deny them ; whom to advance, and whom
The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd
Of officer and office, set all hearts
To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was
No harm. The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, I have done nothing but in care of thee,
And suck'd my verdure out on't.--Thou attend's (Of thee, my dear one! thee my daughter !) who
not: Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing I pray thee mark me. Of whence I am; nor that I am more better
O good sir, I do. Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell,
Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate And thy no greater father.
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir’d,
O’er-priz'd all popular rate, in my false brother Pro.
'Tis time Awak'd an evil nature: and my trust, I should informn thee further. Lend thy hand, Like a good parent, did beget of him And pluck my magic garment from me.--So; A falsehood, in its contrary as great
(Lays down his mantle. As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, Lie there, my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded, comfort.
Not only with what my revenue yielded,
Who, having unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory, So sately order'd, that there is no soul
To credit his own lie--he did believe No, not so much perdition as a hair,
He was the duke; out of the substitution, Betid to any creature in the vessel
And executing the outward face of royalty, Which thou heard'st cry, wbich thou saw'st sink. With all prerogative :-Hence his ambition Sit down;
Growing,--dost hear? For thou must now know further.
Your tale, sir, would cure deafness Mira.
You have often Pro. To have no screen between this part he Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd
play'd And left me to a bootless inquisition;
And him he play'd it for, he needs will be
Absolute Milan: Me, poor man!--my library
The hour's now come; Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;
He thinks me now incapable: confederates Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, A time before we came unto this cell?
To give him annual tribute, do him homage; I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend Outs three years old.
The dukedom, yet unbow d (aias, poor Milan!)
Certainly, sir, I can. To most ignoble stooping.
O the heavens!
Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then Hath kept with thy remembrance.
tell me, Mira.
'Tis far off, If this might be a brother. And rather like a dream than an assurance,
I should sin
Good wombs have borne bad sons.
Now the condition. is it,
This king of Naples, being an enemy
Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises -
Should presently extirpate me and mine
But that I do not. Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,
With all the honors, on my brother. Whereon,
The gates of Milan; and i' the dead of darkness,
Alack, for pity!
I. not rememb’ring how I cried out then,
0, the heavens! Will cry it o'er again, it is a hint,
Hear a little further,
Both, both, my girl. And then I'll bring thee to the present business
* Cut away
Wcre most impertinent.
Yea, his dread trident shake.
My brave spirit ! That hour destroy us?
Who was so firm, so constant, that this coile Pro.
Well demanded, wench; Would not infect his reason? My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst Ari.
Not a soul not:
But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set Some tricks of desperation : All, but mariners, A mark so bloody on the business; but
Pluny'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel, With colors fairer painted their foul ends.
Then all a-tire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand, In few, they hurried us aboard a bark,
With hair up-staring, (then lihe reeds, not hair,) Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd Was the first man that leap’d: cried, lieli is empty, A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigy'd,
And all the devils are here. Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
Why, that's my spirit! Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us, But was not this nigh shore ! To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
Close by, my master. To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe! Did us but loving wrong.
Not a hair perish d; Mirdi.
Alack! what trouble On their sustaining garments not a blemish, Was I then to you!
But fresher than before ; and, as thou bad st me, Pro. 0! a cherubim
In troops I have dispers'u them 'bout the isle: Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst The king's son I have landed by himself; smile,
Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs,
In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,
Of the king's ship,
The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos’d,
And all the rest o' the fleet!
Safely in harbor Pro. By Providence divine.
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,
From the still vex'd Bermoothies, there she's hid : Out of his charity (who being then appointed The mariners all under hatches stow d; Master of this design) did give us; with
Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labor,
And are upon the Mediterranean llotea
Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck’d, I prize above my dukedom.
And his great person perish.
'Would I might
Ariel, thy charge But ever see that man!
Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: Pro. Now I arise :-
What is the time o' the day! Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow.
Past the mid season. Here in this island we arriv'il; and here
Pro. At least two glasses : The tuine 'twixt six Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit
and now, Than other princes can, that have more time Must by us both be spent most preciously. For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful.
Ari. Is there more wou! Since thou dost give me Miru. Heavens thank you fort! And now I
pains, pray you, sir,
Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, (For still tis beating in my mind,) your reason Which is not yet perform’d me. For raising this sea-storm?
How now ? moody ? Pro.
Know thus far forth. - What is't thou canst demand ? By accident most strange, bountiful fortune,
My liberty. Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies
Pro. Before the time be out? no more. Brought to this shore: and by my prescience
I pray thee I find my zenith doth depend upon
Remember, I have done thee worthy service; A most auspicious star; whose intluence
Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes
Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst Will ever after droop. — Here cease more ques
To bate me a full year. Thou art inclín'd to sleep; ?tis a good dulness, Pro.
Dost thou forget
It much, to tread the ooze of the salt deep;
To run upon the sharp wind of the north ;
To do me business in the veins o' the earth, Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I When it is bak'd with frost.
I do not, sir. To answer thy best pleasure ; bet to fly,
Pro: Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou To swim, to dive into the tire, to ride
forgot On the curld clouds; to thy strong bidding, task The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Ariel, and all his quality.
Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her ? Pio. Hast thou, spirit,
Ari. No, sir. Perform'd to pointo the tempest that í bade thee? Pro.
Thou hast : where was she born? Ari. To every article.
speak; tell me, I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak,
Ari. Sir, in Argier“. Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin,
0, was she so? I must, I flamed amazement: Sometimes I'd divide, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, And burn in many places; on the top-mast, Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax, The yards, and bowsprit, would I tlame distinctly, For inis hefs manifold, and sorceries terrible Then meet, and join : Jove's lightnings, the pre- To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish’d; for one thing she did, O'the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary They would not lake her life: is not this true ? And sight-outrunning were not: The tire, and Ari. Ay, sir. cracks
Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune
child, Seem'ů to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble, And here was left by the sailors : Thou, my slave,
& Stubborn resolution. The minutest article. 1 Bustle, tumult. – Bermudas. · Wave, * Algiers.
As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant: And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and
fertile; Refusing her grand hestsø, she did confine thee, Cursed be I that did so; — all the charms By help of her more potent ministers,
Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! And in her most unmitigable rage,
For I am all the subjects that you have, Into a cloven pine; within which'rift
Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me
In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me
Thou most lying slave,
Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have us'd As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island
thee, (Save for the son that she did litter here,
Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee
The honor of my child.
Cal. ( ho, ( ho! -'would it had been done!
Abhorred slave; Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts Which any print of goodness will not take, Of ever-angry bears : it was a torment
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, To lay upon the damnd, which Sycorax
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each Could not again undo ; it was mine art,
hour When I arriv'd, and heard thec, that made gape One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, The pine, and let thee out.
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like Ari.
I thank thee, master.
A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
race, Thou hast howld away twelve winters.
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good Ari
natures I will be correspondent to command,
Could not abide to be with ; therefore wast thou And do my spriting gently.
Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Pro.
Do so; and after two days Who hadst deservd more than a prison. I will discharge thee.
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't
That's my noble master! Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid' you,
Fetch us in fuel : and be quick, thou wert best, To every eye-ball else. Go take this shape, To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly
[Exit ARIEL. What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps ; Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Fill all thy bones with aches ; make thee roar, Awake!
That beasts shall tremble at thy din. Mira. The strangeness of your story put
No, 'pray thee! Heaviness in me.
I must obey : his art is of such power (Aside. Pro. Shake it off: Come on,
It would control my dam's god, Setebos, We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never
And make a vassal of him. Yields us kind answers.
So, slave; hence! Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir,
(Erit CALIBAN. I do not love to look on. Pro. But, as 'tis,
Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing, and singing; We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
FERDINAND following him. Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices
ARIEL's Song. That profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban,
Come into these yellow sands
And then take hands :
Courtsier when you have, and kiss'd,
(The wild waves whisto)
Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet spriles, the burden bear.
Hark, hark !
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly. Fine apparition ! My quaint Ariel,
The watch-rogs bark:
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly.
Hark, hark ! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticlere
Cry, cock-a-doodle-do. Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!
Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or Enter CALIBAN.
It sounds no more :- and sure, it waits upon
Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father's wreck,
This music crept by me upon the waters;
Allaying both their fury, and my passion,
Or it hath drawn me rather:- But 'tis gone.
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made ;
Those are pearls, that were his eyjes:
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-rong, bell Water with berries in't; and teach me how
(Burden, ding-dong: To name the bigger light, and how the less,
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd That burn by day and night; and then I loved thee,
Being stilled, silenced.