Calib. I'll shew thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries; I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. A curse upon the tyrant whom I serve! I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee.

Trinc. The poor monster is loving in his drink. Calib. I pr'ythee let me bring thee where crabs grow; and I, with my long nails, will dig thee pignuts, shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how to snare the marmozet: I'll bring thee to clustered filberts. Wilt thou go with me?

Trinc. This monster comes of a good-natured race. Is there no more of thy kin in this island?

Calib. Divine, here is but one besides myself; my lovely sister, beautiful and bright as the full moon! Trinc. Where is she?

Calib. I left her clambering up a hollow oak, and plucking thence the dropping honey-combs.-Say, my king, shall I call her to thee?

Trine. She shall swear upon the bottle too. If she proves handsome, she is mine.-Here, monster, drink again for thy good news; thou shalt speak a good word for me. [Gives him the bottle. Calib. Farewell, old master, farewell, farewell!

SINGS.

No more dams I'll make for fish;
Nor fetch in firing, at requiring;
Nor scrape trencher, nor wash dish:
Ban, ban, Ca-caliban,

Has a new master, get a new man.

Hey-day! freedom, freedom!

and

Trinc. Here's two subjects got already, the monster, and his sister: Well, duke Stephano, I say, say again, wars will ensue, and so I drinks. [Drinks.] From this worshipful monster, and mistress monster, his sister, I'll lay claim to this island by alliance.-Monster, I say, thy sister shall be my spouse; come

away, brother monster; I'll lead thee to my butt, and drink her health.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.-Cypress trees and a Cave.

Enter PROSPERO alone.

Prosp. 'Tis not yet fit to let my daughters know, I keep the infant duke of Mantua

So near them in this isle;

Whose father, dying, bequeathed him to my care; Till my false brother (when he designed to usurp My dukedom from me) exposed him to that fate, He meant for me.

By calculation of his birth, I saw

Death threat'ning him, if, till some time were past,
He should behold the face of any woman:
And now the danger's nigh.-Hippolito!

Enter HIPPOLITO.

Hip. Sir, I attend your pleasure.

Prosp. How I have loved thee, from thy infancy, Heaven knows, and thou thyself canst bear me wit

ness;

Therefore accuse not me of thy restraint.

Hip. Since I knew life, you've kept me in a rock; And you, this day, have hurried me from thence, Only to change my prison, not to free me. I murmur not, but I may wonder at it.

Prosp. O, gentle youth! fate waits for thee abroad;

A black star threatens thee; and death, unseen,
Stands ready to devour thee.

Hip. You taught me

Not to fear him in any of his shapes :--

Let me meet death rather than be a prisoner.
Prosp. "Tis pity he should seize thy tender youth.

VOL. III.

I

Hip. Sir, I have often heard you say, no crea

ture

Lived in this isle, but those which man was lord of. Why, then, should I fear?

Prosp. But here are creatures which I named not to thee,

Who share man's sovereignty by nature's laws,
And oft depose him from it.

Hip. What are those creatures, sir?

Prosp. Those dangerous enemies of men, called

women.

Hip. Women! I never heard of them before.What are women like?

Prosp. Imagine something between young men and angels;

Fatally beauteous, and have killing eyes;
Their voices charm beyond the nightingale's;

They are all enchantment: Those, who once behold them,

Are made their slaves for ever.

Hip. Then I will wink, and fight with them.
Prosp. Tis but in vain;

They'll haunt you in your very sleep.

Hip. Then I'll revenge it on them when I wake. Prosp. You are without all possibility of revenge; They are so beautiful, that you can ne'er attempt, Nor wish, to hurt them.

Hip. Are they so beautiful?

Prosp. Calm sleep is not so soft; nor winter suns, Nor summer shades, so pleasant.

Hip. Can they be fairer than the plumes of swans? Or more delightful than the peacock's feathers? Or than the gloss upon the necks of doves?

Or have more various beauty than the rainbow?--These I have seen, and, without danger, wondered

at.

Prosp. All these are far below them: Nature

made

Nothing but woman dangerous and fair.
Therefore if you should chance to see them,
Avoid them straight, I charge you.

Hip. Well, since you say they are so dangerous,
I'll so far shun them, as I may with safety
Of the unblemished honour, which you taugt me.
But let them not provoke me, for I'm sure

I shall not then forbear them.

Prosp. Go in, and read the book I gave you last. To-morrow I may bring you better news. Hip. I shall obey you, sir. [Exit HIP. Prosp. So, so; I hope this lesson has secured him,

For I have been constrained to change his lodging
From yonder rock, where first I bred him up,
And here have brought him home to my own cell,
Because the shipwreck happened near his mansion.
I hope he will not stir beyond his limits,

For hitherto he hath been all obedience:
The planets seem to smile on my designs,

And

yet there is one sullen cloud behind:

I would it were dispersed!

Enter MIRANDA and DORInda.

How, my daughters!

I thought I had instructed them enough:
Children! retire; why do you walk this way?

Mir. It is within our bounds, sir.

Prosp. But both take heed, that path is very dangerous; remember what I told

Dor. Is the man that way, sir?

you.

Prosp. All that you can imagine ill is there.

The curled lion, and the rugged bear,

Are not so dreadful as that man.

Mir. Oh me, why stay we here then?

Dor. I'll keep far enough from his den, I warrant him.

Mir. But you have told me, sir, you are a man ; And yet you are not dreadful.

Prosp. Ay, child; but I

Am a tame man; old men are tame by nature,
But all the danger lies in a wild young man.

Dor. Do they run wild about the woods?

Prosp. No, they are wild within doors, in chambers, and in closets.

Dor. But, father, I would stroak them, and make them gentle; then sure they would not hurt me.

Prosp. You must not trust them, child: No woman can come near them, but she feels a pain, full nine months. Well, I must in; for new affairs require my presence: Be you, Miranda, your sister's guardian. [Exit PROS. Dor. Come, sister, shall we walk the other way? The man will catch us else: We have but two legs, And he, perhaps, has four.

Mir. Well, sister, though he have; yet look about

you.

Dor. Come back! that way is towards his den.
Mir. Let me alone; I'll venture first, for sure

he can

Devour but one of us at once.

Dor. How dare you venture?

Mir. We'll find him sitting like a hare in's form, And he shall not see us.

Dor. Ay, but you know my father charged us both.

Mir. But who shall tell him on't? we'll keep each other's counsel.

Dar. I dare not, for the world.

Mir. But how shall we hereafter shun him, if we do not know him first?

Dor. Nay, I confess I would fain see him too.