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ALONSO, King of Naples.
MIRANDA, Daughter to Prospero
AWEL, an airy Spirit.
Other Spirits attending on Prospera
SCENE 1.-On a ship at sea.
our cable, for our own doth little advantage! Ir ne 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 main course. [A cry Master. Good: Speak to the mariners: fall to't within. A plague upon this howling! they are Farelys, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir. louder than the weather, or our office.
(Exit. Re-enter SEBASTIAN, Antonio, and Gonzalo. Enter Mariners.
Yet again? what do you here? Shall we give o'er Bog'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 Seb. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasthe master's whistle.-Blow till thou burst thy phemous, uncharitable dog! sind, if room enough!
Boats. Work you, then. Eater A LONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDI- noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than
Ant. Hang, cúr, hang! you whoreson, insolent NAND, 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 unstauncheds wench. An'. Where is the master, boatswain ?
Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her twe Boor: 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, wet. Boats. 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 sboard.
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 hanu a rope more; use your drunkards.authority; If you cannot, give thanks you have this wide-chapped rascal; — 'Would thou mightst lived 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! Cheeriy, good hearts.-Out of our way, I say, Gon.
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: [A confused noise within.) Mercy on us !-WU his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good split, we split! Farewell, my wife and children: hate to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny Farewell, brother !-We split, we split, we split 1 keadily. . Present instant * Incontinent.
Ani. Lot's all sink with the king. (Exit. Mira.
0, 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 fru sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown
ther. fürze, any thing: the wills above be done! but I Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call’d Antonio, woulu fain die a dry death.
(Exit. I pray thee, mark me,--that a brother should SCENE II.- The island : before the cell of Pros- of all the world i lov'd, and to him put
Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself, PERO. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA.
The manage of my state; as, at that time, Mir. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Through all the signiories it was the first, Put the wild waters in this roar, allay thein: And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed The sky, it seems, wou d pour down stinking pitch, In dignity, and, for the liberal arts, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Without a parallel ; those being all my study, Dashes the fire out. (, I have suffer d
The government I cast upon my brother, With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel, And to my state grew stranger, being transported, Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, And wrapt in secret studies. Thy false uncleDash'd all to pieces. (), the cry did knock
Dost thou attend me? Against my very heart! Poor souls! they perish'd.
Sir, most heedfully. Had I been any god of power, I would
Pro. Being once perfected how to grant si: s, Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er
How to deny them; whom to advance, and whoro It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and To trash' for over-topping; new created The freighting souls within her.
The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd Pro.
them, No more amazement: tell your pitcous heart, Or else new-form'd them: having both the key There's no harm done.
Of officer and office, set all hearts Mira. 0, woe the day!
To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was Pro.
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'st (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 dedicale 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 inform thee further. Lend thy hand, Like a good parent, did beget or 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 tee, my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes ; have a confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded, comfort.
Not only with what my revenue yielded, The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd But what my power might else exact:--like one The very virtue of compassion in thee,
Who, having unto truth, by telling of it, I have with such provision in mine art
Made such a sinner of his memory, So safely 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, which thou saw'st sink. With all prerogative:-Hence his ambition Sit down;
Growing,--dost hear? For thou must now know further.
Mira. 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 Concluding, Stay, not yet.
Absolute Milan: Me, poor man!-my library Pro.
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 un bow'd (alas, poor Milan!) Mira. Certainly, sir, I can.
To most ignoble stooping. Pro. By what? by any other house, or person ? Mira.
O the heavens! of any thing the image tell me, that
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 That my remembrance warrants : had I not To think but nobly of my grandmother: Four or five women once, that tended me?
Good wombs have borne bad sons. Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda: but how
Now the condition. is it,
This king of Naples, being an enemy That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; In the dark backward and abysm of time?
Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises,If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,How thou cam'st here, thou may'st.
Should presently extirpate me and mine Mira.
But that I do not. Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan, Pro. Twelve years since,
With all the bonors, on my brother. Whereon, Miranda, twelve years since, thy father was A treacherous army levied, one midnight The duke of Milan, and a prince of power.
Fateil to the purpose, did Antonio open Mira. Sir, are not you my father?
The gates of Milan; and i' the dead of darkness, Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and The ministers for the purpose hurried thence She said-thou wast my daughter and thy father Me, and thy crying self. Was duke of Milan ; and his only heir
Alack, for pity! A princess ;-no worse issued.
I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, Mira.
0, the heavens !
Will cry it o'er again, it is a hint,
Hear a little further, Pro.
Both, both, my girl. And then I'll bring thee to the present business By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heard thence; Which now's upon us; without the which, tt's But blessedly holp hither.
story • Quite.
Were 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
Plung'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 aboa id a bark,
With hair up-staring, (then line reeds, not hair,) Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'a Was the first man that leap'd: cried, Hell is empty, A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,
And all the devils are here. Nor tackle, sail, por 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? d us but loving wrong.
Not a hair perish'd, Mira.
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'd 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, An undergoing stomaché, to bear up
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 Bermoothesa, there she's hid : Out of his charity (who being then appointed The mariners all under batches stow'd; Master of this design) did give us; with
Whom, with a charın join'd to their sufler'd labor kich garments, linens, stuits, and necessaries, I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the feel, Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentle- Which I dispers’d, they all have met again: ness,
And are upon the Mediterranean tlotes
Surposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd I prize above my dukedom.
Aud his great person perish.
Ariel, thy charge But ever see that man!
Exactly is perform’d; but there's more work: 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'd; and here
Pro. At least two glasses: The time 'twixt six Have 1, 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 toil ? Since thou dost give me Mira. Heavens thank you for't! 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 ? moudy ? 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. Broughi 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 a uspicious star ; whose influence
Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'à li 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 inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness,
Dost thou forget
It much, to tread the ouze 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! 1 When it is bak'd with frost.
I do not, sir. To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,
Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride
forgot On the curld clouds; to thy strong bidding, task The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Anel, and all his quality.
Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Pro. Hast thou, spirit,
Ari. No, sir. Perform'd to point the tempest that I hade thee ?
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 waisl, the deck, in every cabin,
0, was she so? I must, I dared 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 dam'd witch, Sycorax, The yards, and bowsprit, would i flame distinctly, For mischiefs 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 take 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'd to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble, and here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave,
• Stubborn resolution- .The minutest article. · Bustle, tumult. Bermudas. ; Wave. • Algiers
As thuu 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 To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands,
fertile; Refusing her grand hesta, 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 ruost 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 Imprison'd, thou did'st painfully remain
In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me A dozen years; within which space she died, The rest of the island. And left thee there ; where thou did'st vent thy
Thou most lying slave, groans,
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 ( A freckled whelp, hag-born) not honor'd with In mine own cell, till thou did'st seek to violate A human shape.
The honor of my child.
Cal. O ho, o ho! -'would it had been done!
Abhorred slave; Did make wolves how), 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 damn'd, 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 thee, 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 Pro. If thou more murmurst, I will rend an oak, with words that made them known: But thy vile And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till
race, Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good Ari.
Pardon, master :
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 deserv'd more than a prison. I will discharge thee.
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Ari,
That's my noble master! Is, I know how to curse : the red plague ridyou, What shall I do? say, what? what shall I do? For learning me your language! Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o' the sea; Pro.
Hag-seed, hence! Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible
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,
(Exit CALIRAN 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 unto these yellow sands Thou earth, thou! speak.
And then take hands : Cal. Within. There's wood enough within.
Court'sied when you hore, and kiss'd, Pro. Come forth, I say: there's other business (The wild waves whista) for thee :
Foot it featly here and there ;
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Hark, hark !
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly. Fine apparition ! My quaint Ariel,
The watch-dogs bark: Hark in thine ear.
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly Ari. My lord, it shall be done. (Erit.
Hark, hark! I hear Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil
The strain of strutting chanticlere himself
Cry, cock-a-doodle-do. Upon thy wicked dam, come forth !
Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, az Enter CALIBAN.
It sounds no more :- and sure, it waits upon Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd
Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye,
This music crept by me upon the waters; And blister you all o'er !
Allaying both their fury, and my passion, Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have with its sweet air; thence I have follow'd it, cramps,
Or it hath drawn me rather :- But 'tis gone.
Full fathom five thy father lies ;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearle, that were his eyes: This island's mine, by Sycorax, my mother,
Nothing of him that doth fade, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest
But doth suffer a sea-change first,
Into something rich and strange. Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me;
Sea-numphs hourly ring his knell : wouldst give me
Hark! now I hear them, ling-rong, bell. Water with berries in't; and teach me how
(Burden, dinz-dong, To name the bigger light, and how the less,
Fer. The ditty does remember my dropn'd That burn by day anıt night; and then I loved thee
Father: • Commands.
* Being stilled, allenen 1.
This is no mortal business, nor no sound
The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself That the earth owes :- I hear it now above me. Upon this island, as a spy to win it
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance From me, the lord on't. And say, what thou seest yond'.
No, as I am a man. Mire.
What is't? a spirit? Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
temple: It carries a brave form :- But 'tis a spirit.
If the ill spirit have so fair an house, Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath Good things will strive to dwell with't. such senses
Follow me. - - (TO FERD As we have, such: This gallant which thou seest, Speak not you for him; he's a traitor. Come. Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain's I'll manacle thy neck and feet together; With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou mightst call Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be him
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and huske A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows,
Wherein the acorn cradled : Follow. And strays about to find them.
I might call him I will resist such entertainment, till A thing divine; for nothing natural
Mine enemy has more power.
[He draws Tever saw so noble.
O dear father, Pro. It goes on,
(Aside. Make not too rash a trial of him, for As my soul prompts it: - Spirit, fine spirit! 1! He's gentle, and not fearful.a free thee
What, I say, Within two days for this.
My foot my tutor! - Put thy sword up, traitor; Fer.
Most sure the goddess Who mak'st a show, but dar’st not strike, thy conOn whom these airs attend !--Vouchsafe my prayer
science May know, if you remain upon this island; Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy warda ; And that you will some good instruction give, For I can here disarm thee with this stick, How I may bear me here : My prime request, And make thy weapon drop. Which I do last pronounce, is, o you wonder! Mira.
Beseech you, father! If you be maid, or no?
Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.
Sir, have pity: But, certainly a maid.
I'll be his surety.
Silence: one word more
An advocate for an impostor? hush! Pro.
How! the best? Thou think'st there are no more such shapes as he What wert thou if the king of Naples heard thee? Having seen but him and Caliban: Foolish wench!
Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To the most of men this is a Caliban,
To see a goodlier man.
Come on; obey: [To FERI).
And have no vigor in them. And his brave son being twain.
So they are : Pro.
The duke of Milan, My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. And his more braver daughter, could control thee, My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, If now 'twere fit to do't : — Al the first sight The wreck of al my friends, or this man's threats
[Aside. To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Mire. Why speaks my father so ungently ? This Have I in such a prison.
It works: - Come on. That e er I sighed for: pity move my father
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel! - Follow me. To be inclind my way
(To FERD. and Mir. For. O, if a virgin,
Hark, what thou else shalt do me. (To ARIEL And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Mira.
Be of comfort The Queen of Naples!
My father's of a better nature, sir, Soft, sir, one word more. - Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, They are both in either's powers; but this swift Which now came from him. business
Thou shalt be as free I must uneasy make, lest too light winning (Asidc.' As mountain winds: but then exactly do Make the prize light. - One word more; I charge All points of my command. thee,
To the syllable. That thou attend me : thou dost here usurp
Pro. Come, follow : speak not for him. [Exeunt
SCENE I. - Another part of the Island, Alon.
Pr’ythee, peace! Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, Gonzalo,
Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge.
Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so.
Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit ; Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have cause By and by it will strike. (80 have we all) of joy ; for our escape
Gon. Sir, Is much beyond our loss: our hint of woe
-Tell. 3.common; every day some sailor's wife,
Gon. When every grief is entertain'd, that's The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, offered, Have just our the ne of woe . but for the miracle, Comes to the entertainerI mean our preservation, few in millions
A dollar. Can speak 'ike us: then wisely, good sir, weigh Gon. Dolor comes to him, indeed; you have Our sorrow with our comfort.
spoken truer than you purposed. Ons