Boats. Work you, then. Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd courses; off to sea again, lay her off. Enter Mariners, wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! The very virtue of compassion in thee, Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? them. This wide-chapped rascal ; —'Would, thou might'st lie drowning, The washing of ten tides! Gon. [A confused noise within.] Mercy on us! - We [Exit. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground! long heath, brown furze, any thing: The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit. The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; I do not think thou canst; for then thou wast not Mira. Certainly, sir, I can. Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? 'Tis far off; And rather like a dream than an assurance Pro. Thou had'st, and more, Miranda: But how That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else SCENE II. The Island: before the Cell of If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, Prospero. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA. How thou cam'st here, thou may'st. Pro. Twelve years since, But that I do not. Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you Miranda, twelve years since, thy father was have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, Pro. Pro. I thus neglecting wordly ends, all dedi- Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd cate To closeness, and the bettering of my mind Mira. like one Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Pro. To have no skreen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Mira. O the heavens ! Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. tell me, If this might be a brother. Mir. I should sin To think but nobly of my grandmother. 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. 6 Cut away. Here in this island we arriv'd; and here Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now I pray you, sir, (For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason For raising this sea-storm? Pro. Know thus far forth. 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 Will ever after droop. Here cease more ques tions; 7 Stubborn resolution. And burn in many places; on the top-mast, Pro. Before the time be out? no more. Ari. Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd Without or grudge or grumblings; thou didst promise To bate me a full year. Pro. Dost thou forget Then meet, and join: Jove's lightnings, the precur- From what a torment I did free thee ? But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Pro. Why, that's my spirit! But was not this nigh shore? Ari. Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Ari. Not a hair perish'd; On their sustaining garments not a blemish, But fresher than before; and, as thou bad'st me, In troops I have dispers'd them '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? Ari. Safely in harbour Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd,. The minutest article. I Bermudas. Ariel, thy charge 9 Bustle, tumult. 2 Wave. Ari. No. Pro. Thou dost; and think'st When it is bak'd with frost. Ari. The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Thou hast where was she born? speak; tell me. Ari. Sir, in Argier.3 Pro. O, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, Which thou forget'st. This vile witch, Sycorax, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible To enter human hearing, from Argier, 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, And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave, Of ever-angry bears. This Sycorax I thank thee, master. Pardon, master: I will be correspondent to command, Pro. I will discharge thee. The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fer- Cursed be I that did so!- All the charms Which first was mine own king: and here you sty me Pro. Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have us'd thee, Do so; and after two days Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee [Exit ARIEL. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Mira. The strangeness of your story put Pro. Shake it off: Come on, We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us kind answer. race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on t Pro. What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps ; Cal. No, 'pray thee ! --- What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee? Mira. 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 They have chang'd eyes: 8 Owns. [Aside. 9 Confute, |