Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare: Take in the top-sail; Tend to the master's whistle.-Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough! Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GONZALO, and others. Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men. Boats. I pray now, keep below. A'. Where is the master, boatswain? Boar Do you not hear him? You mar our abor keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient. Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabins: silence: Trouble us not. Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast board. Boats. None that I more love than myself.You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hanu a rope more; use your authority; If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap. Cheerly, good hearts.-Out of our way, I say. [Exit. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow; methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him: his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny Readily. a Present instant. our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt Re-enter Boatswain. Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office.Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Yet again? what do you here? Shall we give o'er and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasphemous, uncharitable dog! Boats. Work you, then. noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstaunched wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her twe courses; off to sea again, lay her off. Enter Mariners, wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! [Exeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them, For our case is as theirs. Seb. I am out of patience. This wide-chapped rascal;- Gon. He'll be hanged yet, Though every drop of water swear against it, And gape at wid'st to glut him. [A confused noise within.] Mercy on us!-We split, we split! Farewell, my wife and children!Farewell, brother -We split, we split, we split.• Absolutely. Incontinent. [Exit. Ant. Let's all sink with the king. Exit. Seb. Let's take leave of him. 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 [Exit. would fain die a dry death. SCENE II.-The island: before the cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA. Mir. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay thein: The sky, it seems, wou d pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the 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. 0, 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 freighting souls within her. Be collected; Pro. No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, There's no harm done. Mira. Pro. O, woe the day! No harm. 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. More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts. Pro. 'Tis time The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd I have with such provision in mine art Mira. O, my heart bleeds ther. Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio, Mira. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant sus, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whorn To trash' for over-topping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd them, Or else new-form'd them: having both the key To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was not: O good sir, I do. I pray thee mark me. To credit his own lie,--he did believe Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. With all prerogative:-Hence his ambition Growing,-dost hear? And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me, If this might be a brother. I should sin Mira. 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 honors, 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. My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not; (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd Mira. Was I then to you! Pro. Alack! what trouble O! a cherubim Not a hair perish'd, On their sustaining garments not a blemish, Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst The king's son I have landed by himself; smile, Infused with a fortitude from heaven, When I have decked the sea with drops full salt; Against what should ensue. Mira. How came we ashore ? Pro. By Providence divine. Out of his charity (who being then appointed ness, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnished me, Mira. But ever see that man! Pro. 'Would I might Now I arise: Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now I (For still tis beating in my mind,) your reason Know thus far forth.- Brought to this shore: and by my prescience A most auspicious star; whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions; Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, Safely in harbor Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labor Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd Pro. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: What is the time o' the day? Ari. Pro. At least two glasses: and now, Pro. Thou dost; and think'st I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, cursors I do not, sir. Ari. The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant : As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island (Save for the son that she did litter here, (A freckled whelp, hag-born) not honor'd with A human shape. Ari. Yes; Caliban her son. I will be correspondent to command, And do my spriting gently. Pro. Do so; and after two days I will discharge thee. [Exit ARIEL. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake! Mira. The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me. Pro. Shake it off: Come on, We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us kind answers. Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir, But, as 'tis, I do not love to look on. Cal. Within. There's wood enough within. for thee: And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, Cursed be I that did so; - all the charms Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me Pro. Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have us d thee, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee Cal. O ho, ho!-would it had been done! Pro. Abhorred slave; Which any print of goodness will not take, hour One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't 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 wert best. To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? If thou neglect st, or dost unwillingly 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. Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing; Come unto these yellow sands And then take hands: Court'sied when you hare, and kiss'd, (The wild waves whist) Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. Hark, hark! Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. The watch-dogs bark: Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. Hark, hark! I hear [dispersedly. [dispersedly The strain of strutting chanticlere Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more:- and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury, and my passion, With its sweet air; thence I have follow'd it, Or it hath drawn me rather:-But 'tis gone." No it begins again. ARIEL sings. Full fathom five thy father lies; But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Hark! now I hear them-ding-dong, bell [Burden, ding-dong Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd |