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That profit us.- What hol slarel Caliban! Cal. Oh hol Oh hol-would it had been done!
Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
Abhorred slave, ness for thee:
Which any print of goodness will not take, 352 Come, thou tortoise! when?
316 Being capable of all illl I pitied thee,
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph.
hour Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,
One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, Hark in thine ear.
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble · Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit. like Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes himself
With words that made them known: but thy Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which Enter CALIBAN.
good natures Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou brush'd Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
361 With raven's feather from unwholesome fen Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, Cal. You taught me language; and my profit 4 And blister you all o'er! 324
363 Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you,"
For learning me your language! Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up;
Hag-seed, hence! urchins
Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou 'rt best, Shall forth at vast of night, that they may work To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd 328 If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps, stinging
Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar, Than bees that made them.
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.
No, pray thee! This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, [Aside.] I must obey: his art is of such power, Which thou tak’st from me. When thou camest It would control my dam's god, Setebos, 373 first,
332 And make a vassal of him. Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; Pro.
So, slave; hence! wouldst give me
[Exit CALIBAN. Water with berries in't; and teach me how
Re-enter ARIEL invisible, piaying and singing; To name the bigger light, and how the less,
FERDINAND following. That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd
ARIEL'S SONG. thee
336 And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle,
Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands: The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place, and Curtsied when you have, and kissid, fertile.
The wild waves whist, -Cursed be I that did so!-All the charms
Foot it featly here and there ;
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
Hark, hark! For I am all the subjects that you have, 341
(Burden: Bow, wow, dispersedly. Which first was mine own king; and here you
The watch-dogs bark : sty me
( Burden : Bow, wow, dispersed!y.
Hark, hark! I hear
384 The rest o' th' island.
Löry, Cock-a-diddle-dow. Pro.
Thou most lying slave, 344 Fer. Where should this music be? i' th' air, Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have or th' earth? us'd thee,
It sounds no more;-and sure, it waits upon Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd Some god o' th' island. Sitting on a bank, thee
Weeping again the king my father's wrack, 388 In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate This music crept by me upon the waters, The honour of my child.
348 | Allaying both their fury, and my passion,
With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,- To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me; Or it hath drawn me rather,—but 'tis gone. 392 And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples, No, it begins again.
Who with mine eyes,-ne'er since atebb,-- beheld ARIEL sings.
The king, my father wrack'd.
Mira. Full fathom five thy father lies;
Alack, for mercy! Of his bones are coral made :
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke Those are pearls that were his eyes :
434 Nothing of him that doth fade,
And his brave son being twain. But doth suffer a sea-change
Pro. Into something rich and strange.
[Aside.] The Duke of Milan, Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
And his more braver daughter could control thee,
(Burden : ding-dong. If now 'twere fit to do't.-At the first sight 437 Hark! now I hear them,-ding-dong, beli.
[Aside.] Fa. The ditty does remember my drown's They have changed eyes:-delicate Ariel, father.
I'll set thee free for this!--[TO FER.] A word, This is no mortal business, nor no sound
good sir; That the earth owes:-I hear it now above me. I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye ad- word.
405 Mira. [Aside.] Why speaks my father so And say what thou seest yond.
ungently? This Jira.
What is 't? a spirit? Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father It carries a brave form:—but 'tis a spirit. 408 To be inclin'd my way! Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath Fer. [Aside. ] Ol if a virgin, 444 such senses
And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you 43 we have, such; this gallant which thou see'st, The Queen of Naples. Was in the wrack; and, but he's something Pro.
Soft, sir: one word more-stain'd
[Aside.] They are both in either's powers: but With grief,- that's beauty's canker,-thou this swift business might'st call him
412 I must uneasy make, lest too light winning 448 A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows Make the prize light.-[TO FER.] One word ånd strays about to find 'em.
more: I charge thee Mira.
I might call him That thou attend me. Thou dost here usurp A thing divine; for nothing natural
The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself I ever saw so noble.
Upon this island as á spy, to win it
[Aside.] It goes on, I see, 416 From me, the lord on't. As my soul prompts it.-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll Fer.
No, as I am a man. free thee
Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Within two days for this.
Most sure, the goddess If the ill spirit have so fair a house, On whom these airs attendl-Vouchsafe, my Good things will strive to dwell with't. prayer
[To FER.) Follow me.- 456 May know if you remain upon this island; 420 [TO MIRA.] Speak not you for him; he's a And that you will some good instruction give traitor.-[To FER.] Come;, How I may bear me here: my prime request, I'll manacle thy neck and feet together: Which I do last pronounce, is,-0 you won-Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be der!
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots and If you be maid or no?
No wonder, sir; 424 Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow. But certainly a maid.
My language! heavens! - I will resist such entertainment till
[He draws, and is charmed from moving. Pro. Howl the best? Mira.
O dear father! What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard Make not too rash a trial of him, for 464 thre?
428 He's gentle, and not fearful. Fa. A single thing, as I am now, that Pro.
What! I say, wonders
My foot my tutor?-Put thy sword up, traitor;
Who mak’st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy is common: every day some sailor's wife, conscience
The masters of some merchant and the merIs so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward, chant, For I can here disarm thee with this stick 469 Have just our theme of woe; but for the miracle, And make thy weapon drop.
I mean our preservation, few in millions Mira.
Beseech you, father1 Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh Pro. Hence! hang not on my garments.
Our sorrow with our comfort.
Prithee, peace. ! I'll be his surety.
Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. Pro. Silencel one word more 472
Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Shal make me chide thee, if not hạte thee. Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his a What!
wit; by and by it will strike. An advocate for an impostor? hush!
Gon. Sir,Thou think'st there is no more such shapes as he, Seb. One: tell. Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish Gon. When every grief is entertain'd that's wench!
16 To the most of men this is a Caliban
Comes to the entertainerAnd they to him are angels.
Seb. A dollar. Mira.
Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed: you have Are then most humble; I have no ambition spoken truer than you purposed. To see a goodlier man.
Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant Pro. [To FER.] Come on; ob:y:
480 you should. Thy nerves are in their infancy again,
Gon. Therefore, my lord, And have no vigour in them.
Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is be of his Fer. So they are: tongue!
25 My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
Alon. I prithee, spare.
Seb. He will be talking.
Ant. Which, of he or Adrian, for a good To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, wager, first begins to crow? Might I but through my prison once a day
Seb. The old cock. Behold this maid: all corners else o' th' earth Ant. The cockerel. Let liberty make use of; space enough 489
Seb. Done. The wager? Have I in such a prison.
Ant. A laughter. Pro. [Aside.)It works.To FER.]Come on.
Seb. A match! Thou hast done well, fine Ariell-[TO FER.] Adr. Though this island seem to be desert, Follow me. —
Seb. Ha, ha, ha! So you're paid. [To ARIEL.] Hark, what thou else shalt do me. Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccesMira.
Be of comfort; 492 sible, — My father's of a better nature, sir,
Seb. Yet Than he appears by speech: this is unwonted, Adr. Yet Which now came from him.
Ant. He could not miss it. Pro.
Thou shalt be as free Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and As mountain winds; but then exactly do 496 delicate temperance. All points of my command.
Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.
To the syllable. Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly. Pro. [To FER.] Come, follow.-Speak not for delivered. him.
[Exeunt. Adr. The air breathes upon us here most ACT II.
sweetly. SCENE I. - Another Part of the Island.
Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.
Ant. Or as 'twere perfumed by a fen. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GON- Gon. Here is everything advantageous to life. ZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.
Ant. True; save means to live.
53 Gon. Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have Seb. Of that there's none, or little. cause,
Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! So have we all, of joy; for our escape
50 Is much beyond our loss. Our hint of woe Ant. The ground indeed is tawny.
Seb. With an eye of green in't.
The stomach oi my sense. Would I had never An. He missez not much.
Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, 116 totally.
61 Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Gon. But the rarity of it is,—which is indeed I ne'er again shall see her. O thou, mine heir aimost beyond credit,
Of Naples and of Milan! what strange fish Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. 64 Hath made his meal on thee? Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, Fran.
Sir, he may live: 120 drenched in the sea, hold notwithstanding their I saw him beat the surges under him, freshness and glosses; being rather new-dyed And ride upon their backs: he trod the water, tian stain'd with salt water.
68 Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted Art. If but one of his pockets could speak, The surge most swoln that met him: his bold rould it not say he lies?
124 Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd
Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke a3 wben we put them on first in Afric, at the Totheshore, thato'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt 128 the King of Tunis.
75 He came alive to land. Seb. Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper
No, no; he's gone. well in our return.
Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this Adr. Tunis was never graced before with great loss, sech a paragon to their queen.
That would not bless our Europe with your Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.
daughter, Ant. Widowl a pox o' that! How came that But rather lose her to an African; Fidow in? Widow Dido!
Where she at least is banish'd from your eye, Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. too? Good Lord, how you take it!
By all of us; and the fair soul herself 136 Adr. Carthage?
88 Weigh'd between loathness and obedience, at Gol I assure you, Carthage.
Which end o' the beam should bow. We have Ant. His word is more than the miraculous
lost your son, barp.
I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. More widows in them of this business' making,
Art. What impossible matter will he make Than we bring men to comfort them: the +257 next?
141 Seb. I think he will carry this island home in Your own. bis pocket, and give it his son for an apple. 96 Alon. So is the dearest of the loss.
Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Gon. My lord Sebastian, bring forth more islands.
The truth you speak doth lock some gentleness Alon Ay?
And time to speak it in; you rub the sore, 145 Art. Why, in good time.
100 When you should bring the plaster. Gon. (TO ALON.] Sir, we were talking that Seb.
Very well. our garments seem now as fresh as when we Ant. And most chirurgeonly. sere at Tunis at the marriage of your daughter, Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir, 148 sbo is now queen.
104 When you are cloudy. Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Seb.
Foul weather? Seb. Bate, I besesch you, widow Dido.
Very foul. Art. O! widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.
Gon. Had I plantation of this isle, my lord, Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the Ant. He'd sow't with nettle-seed. Erst day I wore it? I mean, in a sort. 109
Or docks, or mallows. Art. That sort was well fish'd for.
Gon. And were the king on't, what would I do? Gon When I wore it at your daughter's Seb. 'Scape being drunk for want of wine, 153 marriage?
Gon. I' the commonwealth I would by conAlon. You cram these words into mine ears, traries against
Execute all things; for no kind of traffic
Would I admit; no name of magistrate; 150 Do not omit the heavy offer of it:
We two, my lord, No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; 160 Will guard your person while you take your rest, No occupation; all men idle, all;
And watch your safety. And women too, but innocent and pure;
Alon. Thank you. Wondrous heavy. No sovereignty,–
[ALONSO sleeps. Exit ARIEL. Seb.
Yet he would be king on't. Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth them! forgets the beginning.
165 Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. Gon. All things in common nature should Seb.
Why 208 produce
Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Myself dispos'd to sleep. Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Ant.
Nor 1: my spirits are nimble. Would I not have; but nature should bring They fell together all, as by consent; forth,
169 They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance,
might, To feed my innocent people.
Worthy Sebastian? O! what might?-No more: Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ? 172 And yet metbinks I see it in thy face, Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. What thou should'st be. The occasion speaks Gon. I would with such perfection govern,sir,
thee; and To excel the golden age.
My strong imagination sees a crown
Save his majesty! Dropping upon thy head. Ant. Long live Gonzalo!
What! art thou waking ? Gon. And, -do you mark me, sir? 176 Ant. Do you not hear me speak? Alon. Prithee, no more: thou dost talk Seb.
I do; and surely, nothing to me.
It is a sleepy language, and thou speak'st Gon. I do well believe your highness; and Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say? 220 did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, This is a strange repose, to be asleep who are of such sensible and nimble lungs that With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, they always use to laugh at nothing.
moving, Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.
183 And yet so fast asleep. Gon. Who in this kind of merry fooling am
Noble Sebastian, 223 nothing to you; so you may continue and laugh Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st at nothing still.
Whiles thou art waking. Ant. What a blow was there given!
Thou dost snore distinctly: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. 188 There's meaning in thy snores.
Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle: Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you you would lift the moon out of her sphere, Must be so too, if heed me; which to do if she would continue in it five weeks without Trebles thee o'er. changing.
Well; I am standing water.
Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing solemn music. Seb.
Do so: to ebb, Seb. We would so, and then go a-bat-fowling. Hereditary sloth instructs me. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.
231 Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure If you but knew how you the purpose cherish my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, asleep, for I am very heavy?
197 You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.
Most often do so near the bottom run [All sleep but ALON., SEB., and Ant. By their own fear or sloth. Alon. What! all so soon asleep! I wish mine Seh,
Pritbee, say on: 236 eyes
The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: A matter from thee, and a birth indeed I find
200 Which throes thee much to yield. They are inclin'd to do so.
Thus, sir: Seb.
Please you, sir, Although this lord of weak remembrance, this