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SCENE I.—On a ship at Sea.
Boatt. Here, matter: What cheer? Unit. Good; Speak to the mariners : fall to't yarety, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir.
Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts s yare, yare i take in the topsail ; Tend to the master's whistle.—Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough!
Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo, and others.
A\on. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men.
Boat%. 1 pray now, keep below.
Ant. Where ia the master, Moats wain?
Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour ; Keep your cabins: you do assist the storm.
Con. Nay, good, be patient.
Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence: trouble us not.
ti'in.Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard.
Boati. None that I mure 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 hand a rope more; use your authority. If you csnnot, give thanks you have lived so long, snd make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so bap.—Cheerly, good hearts.—Out of our way, I say. [Exit.
Oon. 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 hi* hanging! make the rope of his destiny □or cable, for our own doth little advantage 1 If he '. c not born to be hanged, our case Is miserable.
. - \ Exeunt.
Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main course. [A crw uiM'H.] A plague upon this howling! they are iouder 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?
Srb. A pox o'your throat! you bawling, blasphemous, mcharitable dog 1
Boat: Work you, then.
Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.
Got, I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as Leaky as an unstanched wench.
Bunts. Lay her a-hold, a-hold i set her tw« courses; off to sea again, lay her off.
Enter Mariners wet.
Mar. All lost I to prayers, to prayers! all lost!
[Exeunt. , „ .
Oon. The king and prince at prayers I let us assist them, For our case is as theirs. Srb. 1 am out of patience.
Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.— This wide-chappd rascal;—"Would, thou might'M
lie drowning. The washing of ten tides!
Gon. He'll be hanged yet:
Though every drop of water swear against It, .-\nd gape at wid'st to glut him. \A confuted noite withtn.]—Mercy on us ! We split, we split!—Farewell, my wife ami children! Farewell, brother! We split, we split, we split !—
Ant. Let's all sink with the king.' [Exit.
Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit.
Oon, Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acrf of barren ground; long hi-nth, brown furze, any thing *. The wills above be done . but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit U
SCENE II. Theltland: before the Cell of Prospero. Enter Prospero and Miranda.
Mir a. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters In this roar, allay them; The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the tire 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 freighting souls within her.
Pro. Be collected;
No more amazement: tell your piteous heart,
Mira. O, woe the day!
Pro. No harm.
I have done nothing but in care of thee,
Mira. More to know
Did never meddle with my thoughts.
Pro. 'Tis time
I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand,
And pluck my magic garment from me So;
[l&ya down hit Mantle. Lie there, my art—Wipe thou thine eyes; have comfort.
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,
Hetid to any creature in the vessel
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink.
Mira. You have often
Begun to tell me what J am; but stopp'd
Pro. The hour's now come;
The very minute bids thee ope thine ear;
Mira. Certainly, sir, I can.
Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Of any thing the image tell me, that Hath kept with thy remembrance.
Mira. 'Tis far oflT;
And rather like a dream than an assurance
Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda: but how is
Mira. But that I do not.
Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years Thy father was the duke of Milan, and [since, 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.
Mini. O, the heavens!
What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Or blessed was't we did?
Pro. Both, both, my tjirl:
By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence, But blessedly holp hither.
Mira. 0, my heart bleeds
To think o'the teen that I have tum'd you to. Which is from my remembrance 1 Please you fur* ther.
Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd Antonio,— 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 sign lories it was the first. And I'rospero the prime duke: being so reputed In dignity, and, for the liberal arts, Without a parallel; those being ail my study, The government I cast upon my brother. And to my state grew stranger, being transported, And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle— Dost thou attend me?
Mira. Sir, most heedfully.
Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits,
Or else new form'd them: having both the key
Mira. O good sir, I do.
Pm. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate 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 ray tru-t, 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 lordeil. Not only with what my revenue yielded. But what my power might else exact,—like one. Who having, unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie,—he did believe He was the duke; out of the substitution, And executing the outward face of royalty, With ail prerogative:—Hence his ambition "rowing,_Dost hear?
Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
Pro. To have no screen between this part he And him he play'd it for, he needs will be [play'd, Ahsolute 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 his crown, and bend The dukedom, yet unhow'd, (alas, poor Milan !) To most ignoble stooping.
Mira. O the heavens!
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: (iood wombs have borne bad sons.
Pro. Now the condition.
This king of Naples, being an enemy
Mira. Alack, for pity!
I, not rememh'ring how I cried out tbitn.
Pro. Hear a little further,
And then 111 bring thee to the present business Which now'i upon us; without the which, this Were most impertinent. [story
Mir*. Wherefore did they not
That hour destroy us?
Pro. Well demanded, wench;
My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not;
fSo 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 as some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd
A rotten carcass 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 smile,
Mira. How came we ashore P
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 Muter of this design) did give us; with Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries. Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleKnowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, [ness, Prom my own library, with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.
Mira. 'Would I might
But ever see that man!
Pro. Now I arise i—
Kit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow.
Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I
Pro. Know thus far forth.—
P'j accident most strange, bountiful fortune,
AH. All hail,great master! grave sir, hail! I oome To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds; to thy strong bidding, task Artel, and all his quality.
Pro. Hast thou, spirit,
Pcrform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee?
Ari. To every article. I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, ! flam'd amazement: sometimes, I'd divide, And burn in many places; on the top-mast, The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly; Then meet, and join: Jove's lightnings, the precursors
O'the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight outrunning were not: the fire, and cracks Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble; yea, his dread trident shake.
Pro. My brave spirit!
Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil
Ari. Not a soul
But felt a feveT of the mad, and play'd
Pro. Why, that's my spirit!
But was not this nigh shore?
Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe1
On their sustaining garments not a blemish.
Pro. Of the king's ship,
The mariners, say, how thou hast dlspos'd,
Ari. Safely In harbour
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once
Which I dispers'd, they all have met again
Supposing that they saw the king's ship wrcck'd, And his great person perish.
Pro. Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform'd; hut there's more work;
Ari. Past the mid season.
Pro. At least two glasses: the time 'twixt six and Must by us both be spent most preciously. [now, Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains,
Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, Which Is not yet perform'd me.
Pro. How now? moody i
What is't thou canst demand?
^rf. My liberty.
Pro. Before the time be out? no more.
Ari. ■ 1 pray thee
ememher, I have done thee worthy serviee: Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst To bate me a full year. [promts
Pro. Dost thou forget
From what a torment I did free thee?
Pro. Thou dost; and think'st
Ari. I do not, sir.
Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot
The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy. Was grown into a hoop? bast thou forgot her?
An. No, sir. [tell me.
Pro, Thou hast: whore was she !>om ? speak:
Ari. Sir, In Aryler.
Pro. O, was she so? I must.
Once in a month, recount what thou hast been. Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slaTe,
As feat as mill-wheels strike: Then was this) island,
Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban,
Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.
Ari. Pardon, master
I will be correspondent to command,
Pro. Do so; and after two daysi
1 will discharge thee.
Ari. That's my noble master!
What shall I do? say what? what shall I do?
Pro. Go make thyself like a nymph of the sea; Be subject to no sight but thine and mine; invisible To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, And hither come in't; go hence, with diligence.
Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake!
Mira. The strangeness of your story put
Pro. Shake it off: come on;
Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir,
I do not love to look on.
Pro. But, as 'tis,
We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
Cat. [tVithin'] There's wood enough within.
Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business Come, thou tortoise! when? [for thee;
Re-enter Ariel, like a Water-Nymph.
Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit.
Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himUpon thy wicked dam, come forth! [sell Enter Caliban.
Cat. 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!
Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou Shalt have cramps,
Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up j urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,
All exercise on thee: thou shalt b itnch'd
As thick as honey-combs, each pin more stinging
Than beei that made them.
Cat. I mast» my dinner.
This island's mine, by Sycorax mj lother,
Water with berries in't; and teacl ne how
Pro. Thou most ly ig slave,
Whom stripes may more, not kindm u>: I have us'd thee,
Filth as thou art, with human care; .nd lodg'dthee In mine own cell, till thou didst set k to violate The honour of my child.
Cat. O ho, O ho !—'would it had 1 een done! Thou didst prevent me; I had peof led else This Isle with Calibans.
Pro. Abhorred si ive;
Which any print of goodness will nit take,
Cat. 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,
Cat. No, pray thee !—
I must obey: his art is of such power, [Aside.
Pro. So, slave; hence!
Re-enter Ariel invisible, playing and tinging: Ferdinand following him,
And then take handt;
(The wild wavet whitt,)
The watch-dogs bark:
Hark, hark! I hear
It sounds no more:—and sure, It waits upon