THE TEMPEST

DRAMATIS PERSONE.

Master of a Ship, Boatswain, Mariners.
MIRANDA, Daughter to Prospero.

ANTONIO, his Brother, the usurping Duke of ARIEL, an airy Spirit.

Other Spirits attending on Prospero.

SCENE. The Sea, with a Ship; afterwards an Island.

Boats. Down with the topmast! yare! lower, Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDI- lower! Bring her to try with main-course. [A

Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit. SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of

PROSPERO.

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Out three years old. Mira. Certainly, sir, I can. Pro. By what? by any other house or person? Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA. Of anything the image tell me, that Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you Hath kept with thy remembrance. have

Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,

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But that the sea, mounting to th' welkin's cheek,
Dashes the fire out. O! I have suffer'd
With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel,
Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her,
Dash'd all to pieces. O! the cry did knock
Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd.
Had I been any god of power, I would
Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er
It should the good ship so have swallow'd and
The fraughting souls within her.

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Pro.
Be collected:
No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart
There's no harm done.

Mira.
Pro.

O, woe the day!

No harm.

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I have done nothing but in care of thee,-
Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!-who
Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing
Of whence I am; nor that I am more better
Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell,
And thy no greater father.

Mira.

'Tis far off; 44

And rather like a dream than an assurance
That my remembrance warrants. Had I not
Four or five women once that tended me?

Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. But
how is it

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Pro.

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Both, both, my girl:

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I pray thee, mark me,—that a brother should
Be so perfidious!—he whom next thyself,
Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put
The manage of my state; as at that time,
Through all the signiories it was the first,
And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed
In dignity, and for the liberal arts,
Without a parallel: those being all my study,
The government I cast upon my brother,
And to my state grew stranger, being trans-
ported
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And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle―
Dost thou attend me?

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To think but nobly of my grandmother:
Good wombs have borne bad sons.
Pro.
Now the condition.
This King of Naples, being an enemy
To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit;
Which was, that he, in lieu o' the premises
Of homage and I know not how much tribute,
Should presently extirpate me and mine
Out of the dukedom, and confer fair Milan,
With all the honours on my brother: whereon,
A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the purpose did Antonio open
The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness,
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Me and thy crying self.

Mira.

Alack, for pity!
I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then,
Will cry it o'er again: it is a hint,
That wrings mine eyes to 't.

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Pro.
Hear a little further,
And then I'll bring thee to the present business
Which now's upon us; without the which this
story
Were most impertinent.
Mira.

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Wherefore did they not

Well demanded, wench:

Mira. O, good sir! I do.
Pro.
I pray thee, mark me. 88
I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,
O'erpriz'd all popular rate, in my false brother
Awak'd an evil nature; and my trust,
Like a good parent, did beget of him
A falsehood in its contrary as great
As my trust was; which had, indeed no limit,
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my revenue yielded,
But what my power might else exact,-like one, A mark so bloody on the business; but

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Who having, into truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie,-he did believe
He was indeed the duke; out o' the substitution,
And executing th' outward face of royalty, 104
With all prerogative:-Hence his ambition
growing,

Dost thou hear?

Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pro. To have no screen between this part he play'd

That hour destroy us?
Pro.

My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not,

So dear the love my people bore me, nor set

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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,

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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!

Enter CALIBAN.

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Cal. Oh ho! Oh ho!—would it had been done!
Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
This isle with Calibans.

Pro.
A ma Abhorred slave,
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
hour

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

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

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

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
stinging

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

Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
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Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit
on't
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Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you,
For learning me your language!
Pro.
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.

Cal.
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.
Pro.

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So, slave; hence!
[Exit CALIBAN.

Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing and singing;
FERDINAND following.

[Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow. Fer. Where should this music be? i' th' air, or th' earth?

It sounds no more;-and sure, it waits upon
Some god o' th' island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father's wrack, 388
This music crept by me upon the waters,
Allaying both their fury, and my passion,

And say what thou seest yond.
Mira.

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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
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 'em.
Mira.

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

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I might call him

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Pro. [Aside.] It goes on, I see,

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

free thee

Within two days for this.

Fer.

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-
der!-

Pro.
[Aside.] The Duke of Milan,
And his more braver daughter could control thee,
If now 'twere fit to do't.-At the first sight 437
[Aside.]

They have changed eyes:-delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee free for this!-[To FER.] A word,
good sir;

I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a
word.
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Mira. [Aside.] Why speaks my father so ungently? This

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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!
Fer.
[Aside.] O! if a virgin,
And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The Queen of Naples.
Pro.
Soft, sir: one word more-
[Aside.] They are both in either's powers: but
this swift business

I must uneasy make, lest too light winning 448
Make the prize light.-[To FER.] One word
more: I charge thee

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

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Fer.
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.
Pro.
[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
husks
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424 Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.
Fer.

My language! heavens!I am the best of them that speak this speech, Were I but where 'tis spoken. Pro. How! the best? What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee? 428 Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders

I will resist such entertainment till
Mine enemy has more power.

No;

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[He draws, and is charmed from moving.
Mira.
O dear father!
Make not too rash a trial of him, for
He's gentle, and not fearful.
Pro.
What! I say,
My foot my tutor?-Put thy sword up, traitor;