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PERSONS REPRESENTED.

ALONSO, King of Naples.

Appears, Act I. sc. 1. Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 1. SEBASTIAN, his brother.

Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 1.

Appears, Act I. sc. 1.

Appears, Act I. sc. 2.

PROSPERO, the rightful Duke of Milan.

Act III. sc. 1; sc. 3. Act IV. sc. 1.
Act V. sc. 1.

ANTONIO, the usurping Duke of Milan, brother to Prospero. Appears, Act I. sc. 1. Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 1.

FERDINAND, 8on to the King of Naples.

Appears, Act I. sc. 1; sc. 2. Act III. sc. 1. Act IV. sc. 1.

Act V. sc. 1.

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Appears, Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 1.

CALIBAN, a savage and deformed slave.

Appears, Act I. sc. 2.

Act II. sc. 2. Act III. sc. 2. Act IV. sc. 1.
Act V. sc. 1.

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Appears, Act 1. sc. 2. Act III. sc. 1. Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 1.

ARIEL, an airy spirit.

Appears, Act I. sc. 2. Act. II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. 2; sc. 3.

Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 1.

IRIS, a spirit.
Appears, Act IV. sc. 1.

CERES, a spirit.
Appears, Act IV. sc. 1.

JUNO, a spirit.
Appears, Act IV. sc. 1.

Nymphs.

Appear, Act IV. sc. 1.

Reapers.

Appear, Act IV. sc. 1.

Other spirits attending on Prospero.

SCENE,- -THE SEA, WITH A SHIP; AFTERWARDS AN ISLAND.

This Comedy stands the first in the folio collection of 1623, in which edition it was originally printed. The original text is printed with singular correctness; and if, with the exception of one or two typographical errors, it had continued to be reprinted without any change, the world would have possessed a copy with the mint-mark of the poet upon it.

THE TEMPEST.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-On a Ship at Sea. A Storm, with Thunder and Lightning.

Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain.

MASTER. Boatswain,—

BOATS. Here, master: What cheer?

MASTER. Good: Speak to the mariners: fall to 't yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir.

Enter Mariners.

[Exit.

BOATS. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare: 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.

ALON. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men.

BOATS. I pray now, keep below.

ANT. Where is the master, boson?

BOATS. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour: Keep your cabins: You do assist the storm

GON. 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. GON. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard.

BOATS. None that I more 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 cannot, give thanks you

have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good hearts.-Out of our way, I say.

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[Exit.

GON. 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 his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged our case is miserable.

Re-enter Boatswain.

[Exeunt.

BOATS. Down with the topmast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main-course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder 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?

SEB. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, basphemous, incharitable dog!

BOATS. Work you, then.

ANT. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noisemaker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.

GON. I'll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstanched wench.

BOATS. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses; off to sea again; lay her off.

Enter Mariners, wet.

MAR. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! [Exeunt. BOATS. What, must our mouths be cold?

GON. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them, For our case is as theirs.

SEB. I am out of patience.

ANT. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards,— This wide-chopp'd rascal;-'Would thou mightst lie drown

ing,

The washing of ten tides!

GON.

He 'll be hang'd yet;

Though every drop of water swear against it,
And gape at wid'st to glut him.

[A confused noise within.]—Mercy on us!

We split, we split!-Farewell, my wife and children!
Farewell, brother! We split, we split, we split !—
ANT. Let's all sink with the king.

SEB. Let's take leave of him.

[Exit.

[Exit.

GON. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, anything: The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death.

[Exit.

SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of Prospero.
Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA,

MIRA. 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 fire out. O, I have suffer'd
With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel,
Who had no doubt some noble creature 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 fraughting souls within her.

PRO.

Be collected;

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

MIRA.
PRO.

O, woe the day!

No harm.

I have done nothing but in care of thee,

(Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) who
Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing
Of whence I am; nor that I am more better
Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell,
And thy no greater father.

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