Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph.

Fine apparition! my quaint Ariel,
Hark in thine ear.

Ari.

My lord, it shall be done. [Exit.

Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

Enter CALIBAN.

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.

Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps,

Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up;

urchins

Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,
All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd
As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging
Than bees that made them.

Cal.
I must eat my dinner.
This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest

first,

Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; wouldst give me

Water with berries in't; and teach me how
To name the bigger light, and how the less,
That burn by day and night: and then I loved
thee,

And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place, and
fertile ;

Cursed be I that did so !-All the charms
Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!

For I am all the subjects that you have,

Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me

In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me The rest o' the island.

Pro.

Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness: I have used thee,

Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodged thee

In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child.

Cal. O ho, O ho!-'would it had been done! Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans.

Pro.

Abhorred slave; Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,

Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour

One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble

like

A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known.

vile race,

But thy

Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures

Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Deservedly confined into this rock,

Who hadst deserved more than a prison.

Cal. You taught me language; and my profit

on't

Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you, For learning me your language!

Pro.

Hag-seed, hence !

Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best, To answer other business. Shrugg'st thou, malice?

If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly,

What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

Cal.

[Aside.

No, 'pray thee !I must obey his art is of such power, It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And make a vassal of him.

Pro. So, slave; hence!

[Exit CALIBAN.

Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing and singing;
FERDINAND following.

ARIEL'S Song.

Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:

Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd

The wild waves whist;

Foot it featly here and there :

And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.

Burden [dispersedly]. Hark, hark!

Bowgh-wowgh.

Bowgh-wowgh.

The watch-dogs bark:

Ariel. Hark, hark! I hear

The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo.

Fer. Where should this music be? i'the air,

or the earth?

It sounds no more :-and sure it waits upon
Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father's wreck,
This music crept by me upon the waters;
Allaying both their fury, and my passion,
With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,

Or it hath drawn me rather: but 'tis gone.
No, it begins again.

Burden.

ARIEL sings.

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:

Ding-dong.

Hark! now I hear them,―ding-dong, bell.

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father:

This is no mortal business, nor no sound
That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me.
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,
And say, what thou see'st yond'.

Mira.
What is't? a spirit?
Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave form :-but 'tis a spirit.

Pro. No, wench; it eats, and sleeps, and hath

such senses

As we have, such. This gallant, which thou see'st,
Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd
With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou mightst
call him

A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows,
And strays about to find them.

Mira.

A thing divine; for nothing natural

I ever saw so noble.

Pro. [aside.]

I might call him

It goes on, I see,

As my soul prompts it.-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll

free thee

Within two days for this,

Fer.

Most sure, the goddess On whom these airs attend !-Vouchsafe my

prayer

May know if you remain upon this island;
And that you will some good instruction give,
How I may bear me here: my prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is,-O you wonder !—
If you be maid or no?
No wonder, sir;

Mira.

But certainly a maid.

Fer.

My language! heavens !—

I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.

Pro.

How! the best?

What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard

thee?

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me; And that he does I weep: myself am Naples; Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld The king my father wreck'd.

Mira.

Alack, for mercy! Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke

of Milan

And his brave son, being twain.

Pro. [aside.]

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 changed eyes.-Delicate Ariel,

I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir;
I fear you have done yourself some wrong: a
word.

Mira. [aside.] Why speaks my father so ungently? This

Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first