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And blister you all o'er!

Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd, Pro. For ihis, be sure, to-night thou shalt have (The wild waves whist) cramps,

Foot it featly here and there; Side-stiches, that shall pen thy breath up;


And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. Shall, for that rast of night that they may work,

Hark, hark ! All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging The watch-dogs bark : Than bees that made them.

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. (dispersedly. Cal.

I must eat my dinner. Hark, hark! I hear
This island's mine, by Sycorax, my mother,

The strain of strutting chanticlere,
Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first, Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo.
Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me;
would'st give me

Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, os Water with berries in't; and teach me how

the earth? To name the bigger light, and how the less, It sounds no more : -and sure, it waits upon That burn by day and night:

and then I lov' thee, Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, Weeping again the king my father's wreek, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and This music crept by me upon the waters ; sertile ;

Allaying both their fury, and my passion, Cursed he I that did so!-All the charms With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, or Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! Or it hath drawn me rather :-But 'tis gone. For I am all the subjects that you have,

No, it begins again.
Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me
In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

Ariel sings.
The rest of the island.

Full fathom fire thy father lies ; Pro.

Thou most lying slave, Ojo his bones are coral made ; Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have

Those are pearls that were his eyes . us'd thee,

Nothing of him that doth fade, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee

But doth suffer a sea-change In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate

Into something rich and strange. The honour of my child.

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Cal. O ho, o ho! would it had been done!

Hark? now I hear them,--ding-dong, bell. Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else

[Burden, ding-dong. This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave;

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd Which any print of goodness will not take,

father:Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,

This is no mortal business, nor no sound Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me. hour

Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, And say, what thou seest yond'. Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like Mira.

What is't ? a spirit ? A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, With words that made them known: But thy vile It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirito race,

Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good such senses natures

As we have, such: this gallant which thou seest Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd Deservedly confin'd into this rock,

With grief, that's' beauty's canker, thou might'st Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.

call him Cal. You taught me language ; and my profit on't A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, Is, I know how

to curse : the red plague rida you, And strays about to find them. For learning me your language!


I might call him Pro.

Hag-seed, hence! A thing divine; for nothing natural
Fetch us in fuel ; and be quick, thou were best, I ever saw so noble.
To answer other business." Shrug'st thou, malice? Pro,

It goes on,

[Aside. If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly

As my soul prompts it:-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll What I eommand, I'll rack thee with old cramps;

free thee Pill all thy bones with aches: make thee roar, Within two days for this. That beasts shall tremble at thy din.


Most sure, the goddess Cal. No, 'pray thee!

On whom these airs attend !-Vouchsafc my prayer I must obey : his art is of such power, (Aside. May know, if you remain upon this island; It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And that you will some good instruction give, And make a vassal of him.

How I may bear me here: my prime request, Pro.

So, slave; hence! Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder!
(Erit Caliban. If you be maid, or no ?

No wonder, sir;
Re-enler Ariel, invisible, playing and singing; But, certainly a maid.
Ferdinand following him.


My language? heavens! ARIEL'S SONG.

I am the best of them that speak this speech,

Were I but where 'tis spoken.
Come unto these yellow sands,


Ilow! the best? And then take hands :

What wert thou, is the king of Naples heard thee? (1) Fairies. (2) Destroy.

(3) Still, silent. (4) Owns.

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Fer. A single thing, 19 I am now, that wonders! Pro.

Come on ; obey: To hear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me;

(To Ferd. And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples;, Thy nerves are in their infancy again, Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld And have no vigour in them. The king my father wreck'd.


So they are: Mira.

Alack, for mercy ! My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, Milan

The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, And his brave son, being twain.

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Pro.

The duke of Milan, Might I but through my prison, once a day, And his more braver daughter, could control thee, Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth If now it were fit to do 't. At the first sight Let liberty make use of; space enough

(Aside. Have I in such a prison. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel,


It works :-Come on. I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir; Thou hast done well, fine Ariel !_Follow me.-I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.

(To Ferd. and Mira. Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This Hark, what thou else shalt do me. (To Ariel. Is the third man that ere I saw ; the first


Be of comfort, That ere I sigh'd for: pity move my father My father's of a better nature, sir, To be inclin'd ny way!

Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Fer. 0, if a virgin,

Which now came from him. And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you


Thou shalt be as free The queen of Naples.

As mountain winds : but then exactly do Pro.

Soft, sir; one word more. All points of my command. They are both in either's powers : but this swift Ari.

To the syllable. business

Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. (Exeunt. I must uneasy make, lest too light winning(.Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge

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 ont:

No, as I am a man. SCENE I. Another part of the island. Enter Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, temple:

Francisco, and others.
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have Pro.

Follow me. (To Ferd.
Speak not you for him ; he's a traitor.-Come, (So have we all) of joy; for our escape
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together :

Is much beyond our loss : our hint of wo
Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be Is common ; every day, some sailor's wife,
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant,
Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow.

Have just our theme of wo: but for the miracle, l'er.


I mean onr preservation, few in millions I will resist such entertainment, till

Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh
Mine enemy has more power. (He draws. Our sorrow with our comfort.

O dear father,

Prythee, peace. Make not too rash a trial of him, for

Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. He's gentle, and not fearful.”

Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Pro.

What, I say,

Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; My foot my tutor!--Put thy sword up, traitor; by and buy it will strike. Who mak’st a show, but darst not strike, thy

Gon. Sir, conscience

Seb. One:---Tell. Is so possess’d with guilt: come from thy ward ;' Gon. Whenevery gries is entertain'd, that's offer'd, For I can herc disarm thee with this stick, Comes to the entertainerAnd make thy weapon drop.


A dollar. Mira.

Beseech you, father : Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments. spoken truer than you proposed. Mira.

Sir, have pity;

Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant I'll be his surety. Pro.

Silence: one word more Gon. Therefore, my lord,
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! Ant. Fie, what a spendthrist is he of his tongue !
An advocate for an impostor? hush!

Alon. I prythee, spare.
Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Gon. Well, I have done : but yet-
Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench! Seb. He will be talking.
To the most of men this is a Caliban,

Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good And they to him are angels.

wager, first begins to crow? Mira.

My affections Seb. The old cock. Are then most humble; I have no ambition

Ant. The cockrel.
To see a goodlier man.

Seb. Done: the wager ?
Ant. A laughter.

Seb. A match. (1) Confute. (2) Frightful. (3) Guard.

Idr, Though this island scem to be desert,


you should.

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Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Ilon. You cram these words into mine ears, Int. So, you've pay'd.

against Idr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible,- The stomach of my sense: 'would I had never Seb. Yet,

Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, Adr. Yet

My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Ant. He could not miss it.

Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir delicate temperance.

of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Hath made his meal on thee! Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly de- Fran.

Sir, he may live; livered.

I saw him beat the surges under him, Adr. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a sen. The surge most swoln that met him : his bold Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life.

head Int. True; save means to live.

'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Seb. Or that there's none, or little.

Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Gon. How lush? and lusty the grass looks ! how To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd green!

As stooping to relieve him. I not doubt, Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

He came alive to land. Seb. With an eyes of green in't.


No, no, he's gone. Ant. He misses not much.

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. loss;

Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed, al- That would not bless our Europe with your daugh. most bevond credit-)

ter, Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

But rather lose her to an African; Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than Alon.

Pr’ythee, peace. stain'd with salt water.

Seb. You were kneeld to, and importun'd Int. If but one of his pockets could speak, would otherwise it not say, He lies ?

By all of us; and the fair soul herself
Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Weigh’d, between lothness and obedience, at

Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have lost as when we put them on first in Afric, at the mar

your son, riage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have of Tunis.

More widows in them of this business' making,. Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper Than we bring men to comfort them: the fault's well in our return.

Your own. Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. paragon to their queen.


My lord Sebastian, Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.

The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Ant. Widow ? a pox that! how came that And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, widow in? Widow Dido!

When you should bring the plaster. Seb. What if he had said, widower Eneas too? Seb.

Very well. good lord, how you take it!

Ant. And most chirurgeonly.
Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. When you are cloudy.
Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.


Foul weather ? Adr. Carthage ?


Very foul. Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Seb.

Or docks, or mallows. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? next?

Seh. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine. Seb. I think he will carry this island home in his Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by contraries pocket, and give it his son for an apple.

Execute all things: for no kind of traffic Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Would I admit; no name of magistrate; bring forth more islands.

Letters should not be known; no use of service, Gon. Ay?

or riches or of poverty; no contracts, Ant. Why, in good time.

Successions; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the No occupation; all men idle, all ; marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. And women too; but innocent and pure:

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there, No sovereignty :-
Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.


And yet he would be king on't. Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.

Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forGon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first gets the beginning. day I wore it I'mean, in a sort.*

Gon. All things incommon nature should produce Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.

Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine,


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Act II. Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Whiles thou art waking. Of its own kind, ali foizon, all abundance,


Thou dost snore distinctly; To feed my innocent people.

There's meaning in thy snores.
Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ? Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you
Ant. None, man; all idle; whores and knaves. Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,

Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thec o'er.
To excel the golden age.


Well; I am standing water. Sel.

'Save his majesty! Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Ant. Long live Gonzalo!


Do so: to ebb,

And, do you mark me, sir?- Hereditary sloth instructs me.
Alon. Prythee, no more: Thou dost talk no- Ant.

thing to me.

If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are you more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always Most often do so near the bottom run, use to laugh at nothing.

By their own fear, or sloth. Ant. 'Tivas you we laugh'd at.


Pr’ythée, say on: Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim nothing to you; so you may continue, and laugh matter trom thee; and a birth, indeed, at nothing still.

Which throes thee much to yield. Ant. What a blow was there given:


Thus, sir: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you (Who shall be of as little memory, would lift the moon ont of her sphere, if she would When he is earth’d,) hath here almost persuaded continue in it five weeks without changing.

(For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)

The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible Enter Ariel, invisible, playing solemn music. That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims.

Seb. I have no hope Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. That he's undrown'd. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.


0, out of that no hope, Gon. No, I warrant you: I will not adventure What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is mydiscretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asicep, another way so high a hope, that even for I am very heavy ?

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Int. Go sleep, and hear us.

But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with [.Al sleep but Alon. Sch. and Ant. 17. What, all so soon aslecp! I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd ? Huuid, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I Sob.

He's gone. find,


Then, tell me, They are inclined to do so.

Who's the next heir of Naples ?
Plcase you, sir,

Do not omit the heavy offer of it :

Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples It is a comforter.

Can have no note, unless the sun were post,
We two, my lord,

(The mani’the moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Will guard yonr person, while you take your rest, Be rough and razorable: she, from whom And watch your safety.

We were all sea-swallowed, though some cast again; Alon.

Thank you: wondrous heavy. And, by that, destin'd to perform an act,

[Alonso sleeps. E.rit Ariel. Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! In yours and my discharge. Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.

Seb. What stufl is this?-How say you? Seb.

Why "Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; Doth it not then our eve-lids sink? I find not So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions Myself dispos'd to sleep.

There is some space.
Nor I; my spirits are nimble. Ant.

A space whose every cubit They fell together all, as by consent;

Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. what might, Measure us back to Naples ? --Keep in Tunis, Worthy Sebastian?-0, what might ?-No more: - And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death And yet methinks, I see it in thy face,

That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee; and

Than now they are: there be, that can rule NaMy strong imagination sees a crown

ples, Dropping upon thy head.

As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Seb.

What, art thou waking ? As amply, and unnecessarily, Ant. Do you not hear me speak?

As this Gonzalo; I myself could make Seb.

I do; and, surely, A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore Il is a sleepv language; and thou speak’st The mind that I do! what a sleep were this Out of thy sleep : what is it thou didst say? For your advancement! Do you understand me? This is a strange repose, to be asleep

Seb. Methinks I do. With eyes wide open ; standing, speaking, moving, Ant.

And how does your content And yet so fast asleep.

Tender your own good fortune ?
Noble Sebastian,

I remember, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st (1) Plentv.

(2) A hird of the jack-daw kind.


Lead away.


You did supplant your brother Prospero For my poor son.

True : Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts!
And look, how well my garments sit upon me; For he is, sure, i’ the island.
Much feater than before: my brother's servants Alon.
Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have
Seb. But, for your conscience-


(Aside. Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. (Exeunt. "Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences,

SCENE II. - Another part of the Island. Enter That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they,

Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of

thunder heard. And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, No better than the earth he lies upon,

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up If he were that which now he's like; whom I, From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and inake With this obedient steel, three inches of it,

him Can lay to bed forever: whiles you, doing thus, By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, To the perpetual wink for ayel might put And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark, They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk; Out of my way, unless he bid them ; but They'll tell the clock to any business that

For every trifle are they set upon me: We say befits the hour.

Sometimes like apes, that moes and chatter at me, Seb. Thy case, dear friend, And after, bite me;

then like hedge-hogs, which Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues, And I the king shall love thee.

Do hiss me into madness:-Lo! now! lo! Ant.

Draw together:
And when I rear my hand, do you the like,

Enter Trinculo.
To fall it on Gonzalo.
O, but one word.

Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, [They converse apart. For bringing wood in slowly; I'll fall fat;

Perchance he will not mind me.
Music. Re-enter Ariel, inrisible.

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off Ari. My master through his art foresces the any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I

hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, danger That these, his friends, are in, and sends me forth, (would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it

yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard' that (For else his project dies,) to keep them living.

did before, I know not where to hide my head : (Sings in Gonzalu's ear. vond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailWhile you here do snoring lie,

Tuls. What have we here? a man or a fish? Open-ey'd Conspiracy

Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a His time doth take :

very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of If of life you keep a care,

the newest, Poor John. A strange fish! Were I Shake off' slumber, and beware :

in England now, (as once I was,) and had this fish Awake! aroake !

painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a

piece of silver: there would this monster make a Ant. Then let us both be sudden.

man; any strange bcast there makes a man: when Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar,

[They wake. they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you like a man! and his fins like arins! Warm, o' my drawn?

troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no Wherefore this ghastly looking ?

longer ; this is no fish, but an islander, that hath Gon.

What's the matter ? lately suffered by a thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Alas! Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, the storm is come again: my best way is to creep Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing under his gaberdine;$ there is no other shelter Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? bereabout: inisery acquaints a man with strange It struck mine ear most terribly.

bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of Alon.

I heard nothing. the storm be past.
Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear;
To make an earthquake ! sure it was the roar

Enter Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand. Of a whole herd of lions.

Ste. I shall no more lo sea, to sea,
Heard you this, Gonzalo?

Here shall I die ashore;-
Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hum-

This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral: And that a strange one too, which did awake me: Well, here's my comfort.

[Drinks. I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, The master, the swabber, the boastswain, and I, I saw their weapons drawn :-there was a noise, The gunner, and his mate, That's verity: 'best stand upon our guard; Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons. But none of us car'd for Kate : Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur- For she had a tongue with a tang, ther search

Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang:
(1) Ever.
(2) Any hint.

(4) A black jack of leather, to hold beer. (3) Make mouths.

(5) The frock of a peasant.

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