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That profit us.-What ho! slave! Caliban!
Thou earth, thou! speak.

Cal. [Within.] There's wood enough within.
Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other busi-
ness for thee:

Come, thou tortoise! when?


Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, Hark in thine ear. . Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit. Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!



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Which any print of goodness will not take, 352
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each

One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble

356 A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known: but thy vile race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures

Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou brush'd

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Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt
have cramps,
Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up;

Shall forth at vast of night, that they may work
All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd 328
As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more

Than bees that made them.

Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first, 332

Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me;
wouldst give me

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


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

Cursed be I that did so!-All the charms


Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
For I am all the subjects that you have,
Which first was mine own king; and here you
sty me

In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me
The rest o' th' island.

Thou most lying slave, 344
Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have
us'd 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.


Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit
Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you,
For learning me your language!

Hag-seed, hence!
Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou'rt best,
To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice?
If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly 368
What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps,
Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar,
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

No, pray thee!—
[Aside.] I must obey: his art is of such power,
It would control my dam's god, Setebos,
And make a vassal of him.


So, slave; hence!

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But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell :
[Burden ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them,-ding-dong, bell.
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd

This is no mortal business, nor no sound
That the earth owes:-I hear it now above me.
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye ad-


And say what thou seest yond.
What is't? a spirit?
Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave form:-but 'tis a spirit. 408
Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath
such senses

As we have, such; this gallant which thou see'st,
Was in the wrack; and, but he's something

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 'em.



I might call him

A thing divine; for nothing natural

I ever saw so noble.


[Aside.] It goes on, I see,

free thee


As my soul prompts it.-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll

Within two days for this.


Most sure, the goddess On whom these airs attend!-Vouchsafe, my prayer

May know if you remain upon this island; 420
And that you will some good instruction give
How I may bear me here: my prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is,-O you won-

If you be maid or no?

But certainly a maid.


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That thou attend me. Thou dost here usurp
The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself
Upon this island as å spy, to win it
From me, the lord on't.


No, as I am a man. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:

If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with't.
[To FER.] Follow me.- 456
[To MIRA.] Speak not you for him; he's a
traitor. [To FER.] Come;

I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:
Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots and

No wonder, sir; 424 Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.

My language! heavens!

I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.
How! the best?
What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard
Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that

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Gon. Therefore, my lord,

Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his

So they are:


Thy nerves are in their infancy again,

And have no vigour in them.

My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, 484
The wrack of all my friends, or this man's

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Might I but through my prison once a day
Behold this maid: all corners else o' th' earth
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Have I in such a prison.


Pro. [Aside. ] It works. [To FER.] Come on.-Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!-[To FER.] Follow me.

[To ARIEL.] Hark, what thou else shalt do me.
Be of comfort; 492

My father's of a better nature, sir,
Than he appears by speech: this is unwonted,
Which now came from him.

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Ant. Which, of he or Adrian, for a good wager, first begins to crow?

Seb. The old cock.

Ant. The cockerel.

Seb. Done. The wager? Ant. A laughter.

Seb. A match!


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Ant. He could not miss it.

Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and delicate temperance.


Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered.

Adr. The air breathes upon us here mos



Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.
Ant. Or as 'twere perfumed by a fen.
Gon. Here is everything advantageous to life
Ant. True; save means to live.


Seb. Of that there's none, or little. Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks how green!

Ant. The ground indeed is tawny.


Seb. With an eye of green in't.
Ant. He misses not much.

Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. 61

Gon. But the rarity of it is,-which is indeed almost beyond credit,


Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold notwithstanding their freshness and glosses; being rather new-dyed than stain'd with salt water. 68 Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say he lies?

Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as when we put them on first in Afric, at the marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the King of Tunis. 75

Seb. Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in our return.

Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such a paragon to their queen.

Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.


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Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great loss,

That would not bless our Europe with your daughter,

Ant. Widow! a pox o' that! How came that But rather lose her to an African; 132 widow in? Widow Dido! Where she at least is banish'd from your eye, Who hath cause to wet the grief on 't. Alon. Seb. You were kneel'd to and importun'd otherwise

Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? Good Lord, how you take it!


Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me
study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis.
Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.
Adr. Carthage?

Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

Prithee, peace.


By all of us; and the fair soul herself 88 Weigh'd between loathness and obedience, at Which end o' the beam should bow. We have

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Ant. Long live Gonzalo!

And, do you mark me, sir? 176 Alon. Prithee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to me.

Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs that they always use to laugh at nothing.

Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

183 Gon. Who in this kind of merry fooling am nothing to you; so you may continue and laugh at nothing still.



Ant. What a blow was there given! Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle: you would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would continue in it five weeks without changing. Enter ARIEL, invisible, playing solemn music. Seb. We would so, and then go a-bat-fowling. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, for I am very heavy? 197

Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

[All sleep but ALON., SEB., and ANT. Alon. What! all so soon asleep! I wish mine

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It is a sleepy language, and thou speak'st
Out of thy sleep. What is it thou didst say? 220
This is a strange repose, to be asleep
With eyes wide open; standing, speaking,
And yet so fast asleep.
Noble Sebastian,
Thou let'st thy fortune sleep die rather; wink'st
Whiles thou art waking.


Seb. Thou dost snore distinctly: There's meaning in thy snores.


Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Must be so too, if heed me; which to do Trebles thee o'er. Seb. Well; I am standing water. Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Seb. Do so: to ebb, Hereditary sloth instructs me. Ant. If you but knew how you the purpose cherish Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, Most often do so near the bottom run By their own fear or sloth. Seb.



Prithee, say on: 236 The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim A matter from thee, and a birth indeed Which throes thee much to yield.

Ant. Thus, sir: Although this lord of weak remembrance, this

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