Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pros. To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for, he needs will be How came we ashore? Pros. By Providence divine. Some food we had and some fresh water that 160 Out of his charity, who being then appointed Was dukedom large enough: of temporal royal-Rich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries, ties He thinks me now incapable; confederates- Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness, Knowing I loved my books, he furnish'd me But ever see that man! " Pros. Now I arise: [Resumes his mantle. Pros. Mark his condition and the event; then Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. 170 tell me If this might be a brother. Mir. I should sin To think but nobly of my grandmother: Pros. The gates of Milan, and, i' the dead of dark130 ness, The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Me and thy crying self. Mir. Alack, for pity! I, not remembering how I cried out then, Will cry it o'er again: it is a hint That wrings mine eyes to't. Pros. Hear a little further So dear the love my people bore me, nor set Know thus far forth. A most auspicious star, whose influence Come away, servant, come. I am ready now. O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary Pros. Ari. But was not this nigh shore? Close by, my master. Pros. Safely in harbour 230 Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd Pros. Past the mid season. Ari. 240 Must by us both be spent most preciously. Let me remember thee what thou hast promised, How now ? moody? Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst To bate me a full year. Pros. Dost thou forget No. From what a torment I did free thee? Ari. Thou hast. Where was she b-orn? 260 Pros. Pros. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave, A dozen years; within which space she died groans 280 As fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this Save for the son that she did litter here, Ari. Yes, Caliban her son. 290 Pros. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban Pardon, master; I will be correspondent to command Do so, and after two days I will discharge thee. To no sight but thine and mine, invisible Pros. Thou dost, and think'st it much to tread Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban! Cal. [Within] There's wood enough within. Pros. Come forth, I say! there's other business for thee: Come, thou tortoise! when? Re-enter ARIEL like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, Hark in thine ear. Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit. Pros. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Enter CALIBAN. 320 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! Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you For learning me your language! cramps, Pros. Hag-seed, hence! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou 'rt 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 Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar 370 That beasts shall tremble at thy din. Cal. No, pray thee. [Aside] I must obey: his art is of such power, It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And make a vassal of him. Pros. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing; have cramps, up; urchins Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath Cal. Thou strokedst me and madest much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, Cursed be I that did so! All the charms FERDINAND following. ARIEL'S song. 350 Ari. Which any print of goodness wilt not take, One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures ARIEL sings. Full fathom five thy father lies; 13 400 But doth suffer a sea-change Fer. The ditty does remember my This is no mortal business, nor no sound 440 And his brave son being twain. I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word. Fer. O, if a virgin, And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you The queen of Naples. Pros. Soft, sir! one word more. [Aside] They are both in either's powers; but this swift business 450 I'll be his surety. Thou think'st there is no more such shapes as he, 480 Mir. My affections Are then most humble; I have no ambition To see a goodlier man. Pros. Come on; obey: Thy nerves are in their infancy again And have no vigour in them. Fer. 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, nor this man's threats, So they are; To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth' 490 Pros. [Aside] It works. [To Fer.] Come on. Thou hast done well, fine Ariel! [To Fer.] Follow me. [To Ari.] Hark what thou else shalt do me. To the syllable. 500 Pros. Come, follow. Speak not for him. ACT II. [Exeunt. SCENE I. Another part of the island. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, Seb. Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well in our return. Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such a paragon to their queen. Gon. Not since widow Dido's time. Ant. Widow! a pox o' that! How came that widow in? widow Dido! Seb. What if he had said 'widower Æneas' too? Good Lord, how you take it! Adr. 'Widow Dido' said you? you make me Gon. When every grief is entertain'd that's study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. offer'd, Comes to the entertainer Seb. A dollar. Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed: you have spoken truer than you purposed. Seb. 20 You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should. Gon. Therefore, my lord, Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. Gon. I assure you, Carthage. Seb. His word is more than the miraculous harp; he hath raised the wall and houses too. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy next? Seb. I think he will carry this island home in Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his his pocket and give it his son for an apple. tongue! Alon. I prithee, spare. Gon. Well, I have done: but yet, Seb. He will be talking. Ant. Which, of he or Adrian, for a good wager, first begins to crow? Seb. The old cock. Ant. The cockerel. Seb. Done. The wager? Ant. A laughter. Seb. A match! 30 Adr. Uninhabitable and almost inaccessible,- Adr. Yet, Ant. He could not miss 't. 40 Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender and delicate temperance. Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered. Adr. The air breathes upon us here most Seb. As if it had lungs and rotten ones. Seb. Of that there's none, or little. 50 Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green! Ant. The ground indeed is tawny. Ant. He misses not much. Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. Gon. But the rarity of it is,-which is indeed almost beyond credit, Seb. As many vouched rarities are. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold notwithstanding their freshness and glosses, being rather new-dyed than stained with salt water. Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say he lies? 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd That would not bless our Europe with your But rather lose her to an African; Prithee, peace. |