Prospero. Know thus far forth. - A most auspicious star, whose influence Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd And his great person perish. At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now Must by us both be spent most preciously. Artel. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, [mis'd, Let me remember thee what thou hast proWhich is not yet perform'd me. Prospero. How now! moody? What is't thou canst demand? Ariel. My liberty. Prospero. I prithee Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, serv'd [promise Without or grudge, or grumblings. Thou didst To bate me a full year. Some tricks of desperation. All, but mariners, From what a torment I did free thee? Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel, nand, Prospero. Dost thou forget No. Prospero. Ariel. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, And here was left by the sailors: thou, my slave [island As fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this Ariel. I thank thee, master. Prospero. We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us kind answer. Miranda. 'Tis a villain, sir, I do not love to look on. Prospero. But, as 'tis, We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Fetch in our wood, and serves in offices That profit us.--What ho! slave! Caliban! Thou earth, thou! speak. Caliban. Enter Caliban. Caliban. [self 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! Prospero. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, [urchins Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honey-comb, each pinch more Than bees that made 'em. [stinging first, Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorar my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest [would'st give me Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, Pardon, master: That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd 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. Ariel. I will be correspondent to command, And do my spriting gently. thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isie, The The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fertile. Cursed be I that did so ! All the charms In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me Prospero Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness, I have us'd thee, [thee Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child. Ariel sings. Full fathom five thy father lies; The ditty does remember my drown'd father.- The fringed curtains of thine eye advance And say, what thou seest yond'. ACT II. Sc. I. And that he does I weep: myself am Naples; Prospero. Hence! hang not on my garments. Miranda. thee, Prospero. The duke of Milan, If now 'twere fit to do't. [To him. A word, good sir; I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word. Miranda. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first That e'er I sigh'd for. Pity move my father To be inclin'd my way! Ferdinand. O! if a virgin, Prospero. Sir, have pity: 7 Silence! one word more [What! Miranda. My affections Prospero. Thy nerves are in their infancy again, Ferdinand. So they are: And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Prospero. It works. Come on.Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!-Follow me.[To Ferdinand and Miranda. [To Ariel. Hark, what thou else shalt do me. Miranda. Be of comfort. My father's of a better nature, sir, Prospero. Thou shalt be as free Ariel. Come, follow.-Speak not for him. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. Another Part of the Island. BESEECH you, sir, be merry: you have cause (So have we all) of joy, for our escape |