Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs | That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, In the dark backward and abysm of time? brown furze, any thing: the wills above be done! If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, but I would fain die a dry death. How thou cam'st here, thou may'st. Mira. But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since,




Enter Prospero and Miranda.

Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you
Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: [have
The sky, it seems, would 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 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 carth, or e'er
It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and
The freighting souls within her.

Pro. Be collected;

No more amazement: tell your piteous heart,
There's no harm done.

Mira. O, woe the day!

Pro. No harm.

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I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand,
And pluck my magic garment from me.-So;
[Lays down his mantle.

Lie there my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have

The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd
The very virtue of compassion in thee,
I have with such provision in mine art
So safely order'd, that there is no soul—
No, not so much perdition as an hair,
Betid to any creature in the vessel
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink.
For thou must now know further. [Sit down;

Mira. You have often

Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd,
And left me to a bootless inquisition;
Concluding, Stay, not yet.-

Pro. The hour's now come;

The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;
Obey, and be attentive. Can'st thou remember
A time before we came unto this cell?

Miranda, twelve years since, thy father was
The duke of Milan, and a prince of power.
Mira. Sir, are not you my father?

Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and
She said—thou wast my daughter; and thy father
Was duke of Milan; and his only heir
A princess;-no worse issued.

And rather like a dream than an assurance
That my remembrance warrants: had I not
Four or five women once, that tended me? [is it,
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To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was
The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk,
And suck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'st
I pray thee, mark me.


Mira. O good sir, I do.

Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedi-
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir'd, D
O'er-priz'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

I do not think thou can'st; for then thou wast not As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit,
Out three years old.
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
Not only with what my revenue yielded,

Mira. Certainly, sir, I can.

Pro. By what? by any other house or person? But what my power might else exact,—like one,
Of any thing the image tell me, that
Hath kept with thy remembrance.

Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,

Mira. 'Tis far off;


Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd An-
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 transported,
And wrapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle-
Dost thou attend me?

Mira. Sir, most heedfully.

Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash for over-topping; new created [them, The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd Or else new form'd them: having both the key Of officer and office, set all hearts

To credit his own lie,-he did believe
He was the duke; out of the substitution,
And executing the outward face of royalty,
With all prerogative:-hence his ambition
Growing, -Dost hear?


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Miru. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. 16 Pro. To have no screen between this part he And him he play'd it for, he needs will be [play'd Absoluto Milan: me, poor man! my library Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties He thinks me now incapable: confederates (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, To give him annual tribute, do him homage; Subject his coronet to the crown, and bend The dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan!) To most ignoble stooping."


Mira. O, the heavens!

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Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then If this might be a brother. [tell me,

Mira. I should sin

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! by 178

I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, Will cry it o'er again; it is a hint,

That wrings mine eyes.

Pro. Hear a little further,

And then I'll bring thee to the present business, Which now's upon us; without the which, this Were most impertinent.


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Mira. Wherefore did they not That hour destroy us?, use co Pro. Well demanded, wench; cranton [not; My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set A mark so bloody on the business; but With colours fairer painted their foul ends. In few, they hurried us aboard a bark; Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd A rotten carcase of a boat, not rigg'd, Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us, To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh. To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Did us but loving wrong.


Mira. Alack! what trouble

Was I then to you!.


Pro. O a cherubim Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst Infused with a fortitude from heaven, When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt; Under my burden groan'd; which rais'd in me An undergoing stomach, to bear up Against what should ensue.


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Mira. How came we ashore?

Pro. By Providence divine. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,

Out of his charity (who being then appointed
Master of this design) did give us; with
Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, [ness,
Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentle-
Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me,
From my own library, with volumes that
I prize above my dukedom.
Mira. 'Would I might
But ever see that man!
Pro. Now I arise:-


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By accident most strange, bountiful fortune,
Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies
Brought to this shore: and by my prescience
I find my zenith doth depend upon
A most auspicious star; whose influence
If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes [tions;
Will ever after droop. Here cease more ques-
Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness,
And give it way;--I know thou can'st not choose.--
Come away, servant, come: I am ready now;
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Ari. Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Ari. Not a hair perish'd; On their sustaining garments not a Othe blemish, But fresher than before: and, as thou bad'st me, In troops I have dispers'd them em 'bout the isle : The king's son have I landed by himself; Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting, His arms in this sad knot.

Pro. Of the king's ship,

The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd,
And all the rest o'the fleet?
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Ari. Safely harbour
Is the king's ship; in, the deep nook, where once
Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew
From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid:
The mariners all under hatches stowed;
Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour,
I have left asleep and for the rest o'the fleet,
Which I dispers'd, they all have met again
And are upon the Mediterranean flote,
Bound sadly home for Naples;
Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd,
And his great person perish.

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Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work:
What is the time o'the day?

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Ari. Past the mid season.

Pro. At least two glasses: the time 'twixt six and now

Must by us both be spent most preciously. [pains, Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, Which is not yet perform'd me.

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What is't thou can'st demand?

Ari. My liberty.

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Pro. Before the time be out? no more, Ari. I pray thee Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst proTo bate me a full year, g [mise Pro. Dost thou forget to buy From what a torment I did did free thee?erate a Ari. No. How vigion I RE Pro. Thou dost; and think'st It much, to tread the ooze of the salt deep; To run upon the sharp wind of the north; To do me business in the veins o'the earth, When it is bak'd with frost.


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Ari. I do not, sir.


Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Ari. No, sir.

Pro. Thou hast: where was she born? speak Ari. Sir, in Argier. [tell me.


Pro. O, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, Which thou forget'st. This damu'a witch, Sycorax, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible To enter human hearing, from Argler, Thou know'st, was banish'd; for one thing she did, They would not take her life. Is not this true?


Ari. Ay, sir. Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, dan bald

And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave,
As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant:/
And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate yo qonli
To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands,ild &
Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, i
By help of her more potent ministers, andoxia-sia?
And in her most unmitigable rage, inch Mazigh
Into a cloven pine; within which rift seinas IFA
Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remains sonde
A dozen years; within which space she died,
And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy
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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 honour'd with
A human shape.
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Ari. Yes; Caliban, her son. eid sid samt &T Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee in: thy groan Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts Of ever-angry bears: it was a torment To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax Could not again undo it was mine art, When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape The pine, and let thee out.

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Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. Ari. Pardon, master mu davran I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently.

Pro. Do so; and after two days 200 0 I will discharge thee. 1st anyone adhib und? Ari. That's my noble master!Q date stel What shall I do? say what: what shall I do?

Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o'the sea; Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible guish To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, And hither come in'te hence, with diligence. bhovand Mom 1050 9[ex. Ariel. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well. Awake! : wyrond umrla olete teda shrita

Mira. The strangeness of your story puts Heaviness on me.


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Pro. Shake it off: come on ;els We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us kind answer. eu visch geh Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir, tignat ay I do not love to look on.ushoz wod wont Pro. But, as 'tis, our piano! We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Fetch in our wood: and serves in offices That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban! Thou earth, thou! speak. raka Awala

Cal. [within.] There's wood enough within. Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business Come forth, thou tortoise! when ?[for thee; Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph. AND Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, youo Jahar Hark in thine ear.

Ari. My lord, it shall be donec


Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himUpon thy wicked dam, come forth! Enter Caliban.


Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, And blister you all o'er!

[cramps, Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have Side-stitches, that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honeycombs, 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 cam'st
[would'st give me
Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of 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'the isle, [thee,
The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and

fertile ;

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 of the island.

Pro. Thou most lying slave, [us'd thee, Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child.

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

Pro. Abhorred slave;

Which any print of goodness will not take,
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, [hour
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each
One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like
A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
With words that made them known: but thy vile
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good
Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou
Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.


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!

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Ariel. Full fathom five thy father lies: Of his bones are coral made: Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them.-ding dong, bell. Burden, ding-dong. Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father:

This is no mortal business, nor no sound
That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me.
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eyes advance,
And say, what thou seest yond'.

Mira. What is't? a spirit?

Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave form :-but 'tis a spirit. [senses

Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath such As we have, such; this gallant which thou seest Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st call him

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On whom these airs attend!-Vouchsafe my prayer
May know, if you remain upon this island;
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 wonder!
If you be maid, or no?

Mira. No wonder, sir;

But, certainly a maid.

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

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples: he does hear me; And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples ; Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, behell The king my father wreck'd.

Mira. Alack, for mercy!

Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of And make thy weapon drop.


Mira. Beseech you, father!

Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.
Mira. Sir, have pity;

And his brave son, being twain.

Pro. The duke of Milan,

And his more braver daughter, could control thee,
If now 'twere fit to do't.-At the first sight [aside.
They have chang'd eyes:-delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee free for this!-A word, good sir;
I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
Miru. Why speaks my father so ungently? This
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. O, if a virgin,

And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The queen of Naples.

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Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo,
Adrian, Francisco, and others.

Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have cause
(So have we all) of joy; for our escape
Is much beyond our loss: our hint of woe
Is common; every day, some sailor's wife,
The masters of some merchant, and the merchant,
Have just our theme of woe: but for the miracle,
I mean our preservation, few in millions

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Pro. What, I say,

My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor;
Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy

Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward:
For I can here disarm thee with this stick,

I'll be his surety.

Pro. Silence: one word more

Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What!
An advocate for an impostor? hush!
Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he,
Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench!
To the most of men this is a Caliban,
And they to him are angels.

Mira. My affections


Are then most humble; I have no ambition
To see a goodlier man.

Pro. Come on; obey:

Thy nerves are in their infancy again,
And have no vigour in them.
Fer. So they are:

My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
My father's loss, the weakness which I feel,
The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats,
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'the earth
Let liberty make use of; space enough
Have I in such a prison.

Pro. It works. Come on.-
Thou hast done well, fine Ariel!

Hark, what thou else shalt do me.
Mira. Be of comfort;

My father's of a better nature, sir,

[to Ferd.

Follow me.
[to F. & M.
[to Ariel.

Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted,
Which now came from him.

Pro. Thou shalt be as free

As mountain winds: but then exactly do

All points of my command.
Ari. To the syllable.

Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. [exeunt.

Seb. One:Tell.

Gon. When every grief is entertain'd that's Comes to the entertainer


wager, first begins to crow?

Seb. The old cock.
Ant. The cockrel.
Seb. Done: the wager


Seb. A dollar.

Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have spoken truer than you purposed.

Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should.

Gon. Therefore, my lord

Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue!
Alon. I pr'ythee, spare.

Gon. Well, I have done: but yet

Seb. He will be talking.

Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good

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