I pray thee

Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands,
In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,

Refusing her grand hests," she did confine thee, His arms in this sad knot.

By help of her more potent ministers, Pro.

or the king's ship, And in her most unmitigable rage, The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos’d, Into a cloven pine; within which rift And all the rest of the fleet ?

Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain Ari.

Safely in harbour A dozen years; within which space she died, Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy Thou call dst me up at midnight to fetch dew

groans, From the still-verd Bermoothes,' there she's hid: As fast as mill-wheels strike: then was this island The mariners all under hatches stowed;

(Save for the son that she did litter here, Whom, with a charm join'd to their sufscr'd la- A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honoured with bour,

A human shape. I have left aslecp: and for the rest o' the fleet, Ari.

Yes; Caliban, her son. Which I dispers'd, thcy all have met again; Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, And are upon the Mediterrancan Note,

Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st Bound sadly home for Naples;

What tormcnt I did find thee in: thy groans Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts And his great person perish.

orever angry bcars: it was a torment Pro.

Ariel, thy charge To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: Could not again undo; it was minc art, What is the time o' the day?

When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape Ari,

Past the mid season. The pine, and let thee out. Pro. At least two glasses: the time 'twixt six Ari.

I thank thcc, master. and now,

Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, Must by us both be spent most preciously: And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. me pains,

Ari.

Pardon, master :
Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, I will be correspondent to command,
Which is not yet performn'd me.

And do my spiriting gently.
Pro.
How now? moody? Pro,

Do so; and after two days What is't thou canst demand ?

I will discharge thee.
Ari.

My liberty.
Ari.

That's my noble master! Pro. Before the time be out? no more. What shall I do? say what: what shall I do? Nri.

Pro. Go make thyself like a nymph o' the sca; Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible Told thce no lics, made no mistakings, serv'd To every eyc-ball else. Go, take this shape, Without or grudge or gruinblings: thou didst pro- And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. mise

(Eril Ariel. To bate me a full year.

Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Pro. Dost thou forget

Awake! From what a torment I did free thee?

Mira. The strangeness of your story put Ari.

No. Heaviness in me. Pro. Thou dost; and think'st

Pro.

Shake it off; comnc on; It much, to tread the ooze of the salt deep; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never To run upon the sharp wind of the north; Yields us kind answer. To do mc business in the veins o' the earth,

Mira.

"Tis a villain, sir, When it is bak'd with frost.

I do not love to look on.
Ari,
I do not, sir.

Pro.

But, as 'lis, Pro. Thou licst, malignant thing! Hast thou We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, forgot

Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age, and envy, That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban! Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her ? Thou earth, thou! speak. Fri. No, sir.

Cal. (Wilhin.) There's wood enough within. Pro.

Thou hast : where was she born? Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business speak; tell me.

for thec; Ari. Sir, in Argier.'

Come forth, thou tortoise! when ? Pro.

O, was she so? I must,
Once in a month, recount what thou hast been,

Re-enler Aricl, like a walcr-nymph.
Which thou forgetost. This damn’d witch, Scorax, Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,
For mischicís manifold, and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,

Hark in thine ear.

Ari. Thou know'st, was banished; for one thing she

My lord, it shall be done. (Exil. did,

Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil They would not take her life. Is not this true ?

himself .Ari. Av, sir.

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child,

Enter Caliban. And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave, Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant: With raven's feather from umwholesome fen, And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate

Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, (1) Bermudas. (2) Wave.

(3) Algiers. i (4) Commands. (5) Do without

And blister you all o'er!

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

Fool it featly here and there;
Side-stiches, that shall pen thy breath up; urchins! And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Shall, for that vast 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. Fark, 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 mc;
would'st give me

Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, ux 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'd thee, Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, And show'd 'thce all the qualities o' the isle, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and This music crept by me upon the waters ; fertile;

Allaying both their fury, and my passion, Cursed be I that did so!-All the charms With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it, or Sycoras, toads, beetles, bats, light on you ! Or it hath drawn me rather:-But 'lis 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 five thy father lies; Pro.

Thou most lying slave, of his bones are coral made ; Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have Those are pearls that were his eyes. usd thee,

Nothing of him that doch 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 séck 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 spirit. 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 profiton'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 !

Mira.

I might call him Pro.

Hag-sccd, hence! A thing divinc; 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'UI What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps ;)

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

Fer.

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

On whom these airs attend !-Vouchsafe 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,
So, slave; hence ! Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder
[Exit Caliban. If you be maid, or no ?

Mira.
Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing and singing ; But, certainly a maid.

No wonder, sir ;
Ferdinand following him.

Fer.

My language? heavens ARIEL'S SONG.

I am the best of them that speak this speech,

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

Pro.

How! 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.

Pro.

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

Come on; obey : To hear the 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 rigour in them, The king my father wreck'd.

Fer.

So they are : Mira,

Alack, for mercy ! My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. F'er. 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 subducd, 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 thce, Behold this maid: all corners else of the earth Il now it were fit to do 'l. At the first sight Let liberty make use of; space enough

[.Aside. Have I in such a prison. They have chang'd cyes :-Delicate Aricl,

Pro.

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 ungenily? This Hark, what thou else shalt do me. (To Ariel, Is the third man that cre I saw; the first

Mira.

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

Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Fer.

0, is a virgin, Which now came from him. And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Pro.

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 aro both in either's powers: but this swis 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

thee,
That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp
The name thou ow'st not: and hast put thyself

ACT II.
Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
From me, the lord on't.
Fer.

No, as I am a man. SCENE I.-Another part of the island. Enler 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 l'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 soine merchant, and the merchant, Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow,

Ilave just our theme of wo: but for the miracle, Fer.

No;

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

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

O dear father,
Alon.

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

Scb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. He's gentle, and not learsul.?

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 by it will strikc. Who mak'st a show, but dar’st not strike, thy

Gon. Sir. conscience

Seb. One:_Tell. Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward ;) Gon. When cvery grief is entertain'd, that's offerid, For I can here disarm thce with this stick, Comes to the entertainerAnd make thy weapon drop.

Scb.

A dollar. Nira.

Bescech 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;

Scb. You have taken ii wiselier than I meant I'll be his surety. Pro.

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

Alon. I pr’ythee, spare.
Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Gon. Well, I have done : but yet
Ilaving scen but him and Caliban: foolish wench! Seb. He will be lalking.
To the most of men this is a Caliban,

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

wager, first begins lo crow? Miri.

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

Ant. The cockrel.
To see a goodlicr man.

Seb. Done: the wager ?
Ani, A laughter.

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

Adr. Though this island seem to be desert;- .

Cause

you should.

Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Anul. So, you've pay'd.

against Adr. 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, ul. 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 tish
Ani. Temperance was a delicate wench. Hath inade 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,
Aur. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,
Srb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted
Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen.

The surge most swoln that met him : his bold
Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to lise.

head Aul. 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 lushand 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,
Anl. The ground, indecd, is tawny.

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

Alon.

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 beyond credit-)

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

But rather lose her to an African; Goi. Thai our garinents, 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’ythce, peace. stain'd with salt water.

Seb. You were kneelid to, and importun'd
int. Il but one of his pockets could speak, would otherwise
it not say, He lics ?

By all of us; and the fair soul herself
Seb. Av, 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,
riare 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.

Gon.

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

The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, .in!. Widow ? a pox o' that! how came that and time to speak it in: you rub the scrc, widow in? Widow Dido!

When you should bring the piaster.
Stb. What if he had said, widower Æncas too?

Seb,

Very well.
good lord, how you take it!

Ant. And most chirurgeonly.
Alr. Widow Dido, said yo:1? 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.

Seb.

Foul weather?
Adr. Carthage ?

Ant.

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. Anl. 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?

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

Execute all things: for no kind of trallic 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?

Of 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 :-
Seh. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

Seb.

And yet he would be king on't. Amt. (), widow Dido; av, widow Dido.

Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth fore Gon. 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 in common naturc 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,

To foed my innocent people his subjects ?

Would I not have, but nature should bring forth, While thou art waking or its own kind, all idizon,' all abundance,

Seb.

Thou dont inore distinctly,

There's meaning in thy snores. Sed. No marrying 'mong

Ant. I am noro serious than my custom : you Ani. None, man; all idle;

whores and knares. Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, Trebles thee o'er. To excel the golden age.

Seb.

Well; I am standing water. Seb. 'Save his majesty!

Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.
Seb.

Do so: to ebb
Ant. Long live Gonzalo!
Gon.

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

0, thing to me.

If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and dia 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. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.

Seb.

Prythee, 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 A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, at nothing still.

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

Ant.

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 out of her sphere, if she would When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded cortinue 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 go, and then go a bat-fowling. That he's undrown'd. Ani, Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

Ant.

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

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

But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with. (All sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant.

me,
What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes That Ferdinand is drown'd?
with themselves, shut up my thoughts: I S:b.

He's gone.
find,

Ant.

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

Who's the next heir of Naples ?
Please you, sir,
Seb.

Claribel.
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,
Ant.
We two, my lord,

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

We were all sea-swallowed, though somecast again, Alon.

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

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

What stuff is this ?-How sav you? Seb.

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

There is some space.
Ant.
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 droppa, 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 Na. My 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 It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'sť 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 ?
Ant.
Noble Sebastian,
Seb.

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

(2) A bird of the jack-daw kind,

Seb.

Seb.

worse