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To the most of men this is a Caliban, Let liberty make use of; space enough
And they to bim are angels.

Have I in such a prison.
My affections Pro.

It works :-Come on. Are then most humble; I have no ambition Thou hast done well, fine Ariel !-- Follow me.To see a goodlier man.

[To Ferd. and MIRA. Pro.

Come on; obey: [To Perd. Hark, what thou else shalt do me. (To ARIEL. Thy nerves are in their infancy again,


Be of comfort ; And have no vigour in them.

My father's of a better nature, sir,

So they are: Thau he appears by speech ; this is unwonted, My spirits, as in a dream, are all bonnd up. Which now came from him. My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, Pro...

Thou shalt be as free The wreck of all my friends, or this man's As mountain winds: but then exactly do threats,

All points of my command. To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, Ari.

To the syllable. Might I but through my prison once a-day Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth


· Fer.

ACT II. SCENE I. Another part of the island. Adr. Yet

Ant. He could not miss it. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GON.

Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and ZALO, ADRIAN, Francisco, and others,

delicate temperance *. Gon. Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. (So have we all) of joy ; for our escape (cause Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly Is much beyond our loss: Our hint of woe delivered. Is common; every day, some sailor's wife, Adr. The air breathes upon us here most The masters of some merchant, and the mer- sweetly. chant,

Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones. Have just our theme of woe :but for the miracle, Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen. I mean our preservation, few in millions Gon. Here isevery thing advantageous to life. Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh Ant. True; save means to live. Our sorrow with our comfort.

Seb. Of that there's none, or little. Alon,

Prythee, peace. Gon. How lush † and lusty the grass looks! Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. how green! Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of Seb. With an eye 1 of green in't. his wit; by and by it will strike.

Ant. He misses not much. Gon. Sir,

Seb.No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. Seb. One :-Tell.

Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed Gon. When every grief is entertain'd, that's almost beyond credit). Comes to the entertainer

[offer'd, Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Seb.

A dollar.

Gon. That our garments, being, as they Gon. Dolor comes to him, indeed; you were, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithhave spoken truer than you purposed. standing, their freshness and glosses; being

Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I rather new dy'd than stain'd with salt water. meant you should.

Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, Gon. Therefore, my lord,

would it not say, he lies ? Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. tongue!

Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as Ålon. I prøythee, spare.

fresh as when we put them on first in Afric, Gon. Well, I have done: But yet- at the marriage of the king's fair daughter Seb. He will be talking.'

Claribel to the king of Tunis. Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a Seb. Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosgood wager, first begins to crow?

per well in our return. Seb. The old cock.

Adr. Tanis was never graced before with Ant. The cockrel.

such a paragon to their queen. Seb. Done: The wager?

Gon. Not since widow Dido's time. Ant. A laughter.

Ant. Widow ? a pox o' that! How came Seb. A match.

that widow in? Widow Dido! Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,- Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

too? good lord, how you take it! Ant. So, you've pay’d.

[sible, Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inacces- study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Seb. Yet.


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Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage. The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness,
Adr. Carthage?

And time to speak it in: you rub the sore,
Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

When you should bring the plaster. Ant. His word is more than the miraculous


Very well. harp.

Ant. And most chirurgeonly.
Seb. He hath rais'd the wall and houses too. Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,

Ant. What impossible matter will he make When you are cloudy. easy next?


Foul weather? Seh. I think he will carry this island home Ant.

Very foul. in his pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Gon.Had I a plantation of this isle,my lord

Ant. And sowing the kernels of it in the Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. sea, bring forth more islands.


Or docks or mallows. Gon. Ay?

Gon. And were the king of it, What would I Ant. Why, in good time.

Gon, Sir, we were talking that our gar- Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine.
ments seem now as fresh, as when we were at Gon. l'the commonwealth I would by con-
Tunis at the marriage of your daughter, who traries
is now queen.

Execute all things: for no kind of traffic
Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Would I admit; no name of magistrate;
Sev. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. Letters should not be known; no use of service,
Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Of riches or of poverty; no contracts,

Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the Successions; bound of land,tilth,vineyard,uone: first day I wore it? I mean, in a sort *, No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil: Ant. That sort was well fish'd for.

No occupation; all men idle, all;
Gon. When I 'wore it at your daughter's And women too; but innocent and pure:

(against No sovereignty :-
Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Seb. And yet he would be king on't.
The stomach of my sense:'Would I had never Ant. T'he latter end of his commonwealth
Married my daughter there! for, corningthence, forgets the beginning.

{produce My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Gon. All things in common nature should Who is so far from Italy remov'd,

Without sweat or endeavour: treason, félouy, I ne'er again shall see her. I thou mine heir Sword, pike, knife, gun,or need of any enginet, Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish Would I not have; but natureshould bring forth, Hath made his meal on thee!

Of its own kind, all foizon I, all abundance, Fran.

Sir, he may live; To feed my innocent people.
I saw him beat the surges under him,

Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects?
And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Ant.None,man; all idle; whores and knaves.
Whose enmity he ftung aside, and breasted Gon. I would with such perfection govern,
The surge most swoln that met him; his bold To excel the golden age.



Save his majesty! 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Ant. Long live Gonzalo ! Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Gon.

And, do you mark me, sir ? To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis Alon. Prythee, no more: thou dost talk bow'd,

nothing to me. As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt, Gon. I do well believe your highness; and He came alive to land.

did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, Alon.


gone. who are of such sensible and nimble lungs, Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this that they always use to laugh at nothing. great loss;

(daughter, Ant. 'Twas yon we laugh'd at.
That would not bless our Europe with yonr Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, ám
But rather lose her to an African;

nothing to you; so you may continue, and
Where she, at least, is banish’d from your eye, laugh at nothing still.
Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. Ant. What a blow was there given ?.

Pr’ythee, peace: Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.
- Seb. You were kneeld to, and importun'd Gon You are gentlemen of brave mettle;

you would lift the moon ont of her sphere, if
By all of us; and the fair soul herself she would continue in it five weeks without
Weigh’d, between lothness and obedience, at changing.
Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have

Enter Ariel invisible, playing solemn
lost your son,

I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have
More widows in them of this business' making, Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling.
Than we bring men to comfort them : the fault's Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.
Your own.

Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adven.
Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. ture my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh

My lord Sebastian, me asleep, for I am very heavy? * Degree or quality.

The rack.

i Plenty.

No, no,

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He's gone.

Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

(For he's a spirit of persuasion only,) (All sleep but ALON. SEB. and Ant. The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here, eyes

Seb. I have no hope

(swims. Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts: That he's andrown'd. They are inclin'd to do so.


0, out of that no hope, Seb.

Please you, sir,

What great hope have you! no hope that way,is Do not omit the heavy offer of it :

Another way so high an hope, that even It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth, Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, It is a comforter.

But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, Ant.

We two, my lord, That Ferdinand is drown'd? (with me, Will guard your person, while you take your Seb. And watch your safety. [rést, Ant.

Then tell me, Alon. Thank you: Wond'rous heavy. Who's the next heir of Naples ? [ALONSO sleeps. Erit ARIEL. Seb.

Claribel. Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that them!


[Naples Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that froin Seb.

Why can have no note, unless the sun were post, Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not (The man i' the moon's too slow,) till new. Myself dispos'd to sleep.

born chins Ant.

Nor I; my spirits are nimble. Be rough and razorable: she, from whom They fell together all, as by consent;

We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What again; might,

[more :- And, by that, destin’d to perform an act, Worthy Sebastian ?-0, what might ?-No Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, In yours and my discharge. What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks

Seb. What stuff is this? how say you ? thee; and

'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of My strong imagination sees a crown

Tunis ; Dropping upon thy head.

So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions Seb.

What, art thou waking? There is some space. Ant. Do you not hear me speak ?


A space whose every cubit Seb.

I do; and, surely, Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st Measureus back to Naples ?-Keepin Tonis, Out of thy sleep: What is it thou didst say? And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death This is a strange repose, to be asleep

That now hath seized them; why they were With eyes wide open; standing, speaking, no worse

(Naples, And yet so fast asleep.

(moving, Than now they are: There be, that can rule Ant.

Noble Sebastian, As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Thou let'st thy fortone sleep-die rather; As amply, and unnecessarily, Whiles thou art waking,

[wink’st As this Gonzalo; I myself could make Seb.

Thou dost snore distinctly; Schough,* of as deep chat. O, that you bore There's meaning in thy snores.

The mind that I do! what a sleep were this ; Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you For your adyancement! Dayou understand me, Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, Seb. Methinks I do. Trebles thee o'er.


And how does your content Seb.

Well; I am standing water. Tender your own good fortune? Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.


I remember, Seb.

Do $: to ebb, You did supplant your brother Prospero. Hereditary sloth-instructs me.


True: Ant.


And, look, how well my garments sit upon me? If you but knew how you the purpose cherish, Much feater than before: My brother's servants Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, Were then my fellows, now they are my mnen. You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, Seb. But, for your conscience- [kibey' Most often do so near the bottom run,

Ant. Ay, sir, where lies that? if it were a By their own fear, or sloth.

'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not Seb.

Priythee, say on: This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences, The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim Thatstand'twixt me and Milan,candied be they, A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed, And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your Which throes thee much to yield.

brother, Ant.

Thus, sir: No better than the earth he lies upon, Although this lord of weak remembrance, this If he were that which now he's like; whom I, (Who shall be of as little memory,

With this obedient steel, three inches of it, When he is earth’d,)bath here almost persuaded can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus

* A bird of the jack daw kind.

To the perpetual wink for aye* might pat
This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who SCENE II. Another part of the island.
Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest,
They'll take suggestion t, as a cat laps milk;

Enter CALIBAN, with a burden of wood.
They'll tell the clock to any business that

A noise of thunder heard.
We say befits the hour.
Thy case, dear friend,

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one

make him stroke

(pay’st; By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me. Shall free thee from the tribute which thou And yet I needs must curse. But they'll noć And I the king shall love thee.


[mire, Ant.

Draw together:

Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the And when I rear my hand, do you the like,

Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark To fall it on Gonzalo.

Ont of my way, unless he bid them; but Seb. 0, but one word.

For every tritie are they set upon me : [me, [They converse apart.

Sometime like apes, that moef and chatter at

And after bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount Ari. My master through his art foresees the Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I danger


All wound with adders, who, with cloven That these, his friends, are in; and sends me

(For else his project dies,) to keep them living. Do hiss me into madness :-Lo! now! lo!
(Sings'in GONZALO's ear.

While you here do snoring lie,
Open-eyed conspiracy

Here comes a spirit of bis; and to torment me,
His time doth take:

For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall flat;

Perchance he will not mind me.
If of life you keep a care,
Shake off slumber, and beware ;

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear
Auuke! awake!

off any weather at all, and another storin brew.

ing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same Ant. Then let us both be sudden.

black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a fool Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! bumbard ý that would shed his liquor. If it

[They wake. should thunder, as it did before, I know not Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why where to hide my head : yond' same cloud

are you drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking?

cannot choose but fall by pailfuls.-What have

we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A Gon.

What's the matter? fish: he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, repose,

(lowing, Poor-John. A strange fish! Were I in England Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bel. now, (as once I was,) and had but this tish Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you? painted, not a holiday-fool there but would It struck mine ear most terribly.

give a piece of silver: there would this monster Alon.

I heard nothing. I make a man; any strange beast there makes a Ant. 0,'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; man: when they will not give a doit to relieve To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a Of a whole herd of lions.

dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins Alon.

Heard you this, Gonzalo? like arms! Warm, o'my troth! I do now let Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hum- loose iny opinion, hold it no longer; this

is no ming,

(me: fish, but an islander, that hath lately suffered And that a strange one too, which did awake by a thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Alas! the storm I shak'd you,sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open’d, is come again: my best way is to creep under I saw their weapons drawn :-there was a noise, his gaberdinell; there is no other shelter bere. That's verity: 'Best stand upon our guard; about: Misery acquaints a man with strange Or that we quit this place: let's draw our bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs weapons.

[further search of the storm be past. Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make For my poor son.

Enter STEPHANO, singing ; a bottle in his Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts !

hand. For he is, sure, i' the island. Alon.

Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,

Here shall I die a-shore ; Ari, Prospero, my lord, shall know what I have done.

[Aside. This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt. funeral: Well, here's iny comfort. [Drinks. * Ever.

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The frock of a peasant.

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Lead away:

The master,the swabber,theboatswain,andl, culo, indeed: How cam'st thou to be the sieget The gunner, and his mate,

of this moon-calf? Can he vent Trinchios? Lord Mall,Meg,and Marian,and Margery, Trin. I took him to be killed with a thun.

But none of us cared for Kate: der-stroke:- But art thou not drowned, SteFor she had a tongue with a tang, phano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is

Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang : The storm overblown! I hid me under the She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch, dead moon-call's gaberdine, for fear of the Yet a tailor might scrutch her where-e'er storm: And art thou living, Stephano? 0 Steshe did itch:

phano, two Neapolitans 'scaped ! Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my

stomach is not constant.

(sprites. This is a scurvy tune too: But here's my

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not comfort.

[Drinks. That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : Cal. Do not torment me: 0!

I will kneel to him. Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils Ste. How did'st thou 'scape? How can'st bere? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, thou bither? swear by this bottle, how thou and men of Inde*? Ha! I have not 'scaped cam’st hither. I escaped npon a butt of sack, drowning, to be afeard now of your foor legs;' which the sailors heaved over-board, by this for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with went on four legs, cannot make him give mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore. ground: and it shall be said so again, whilst Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy Stephano breathes at nostrils.

True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Col. The spirit torments me: 0!

Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap’dst. Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck ; I four legs; who bath got, as I take it, an ague: can swim like a duck, Í'll be sworn. Where the devil should he learn our langnage? Ste. Here, kiss the book : Thoughthou canst I will give him some relief, if it be but for that : swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. If I can recover him, and keep him tame, and Trin. 0 Stephano, hast any more of this? get to Naples with him, he's a present for any Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a emperor that ever trode on neat's leather. rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid.

Cal. Do not torment me, pr’ythee ; I'll How now, moon-calf? how does thine ague? bring my wood home faster.

Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk Ste. Out o'the moon, I do assure thee: I after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if was the man in the moon, when time was. he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore to remove his fit: if I can recover him,and keep

thee; him tame, I will not take too much for him: he My mistress shewed methee, thy dog, and bush. shall pay for him that hạth him, and that soundly. Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I

Cal. Thon dost me yet but little hurt; thou will furnish it anon with new contents: swear. wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: Now Trin. By this good light, this is a very shalProsper works upon thee.

low monster :- 1 afeard of him?-a very weak Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; monster :--The man i' the moon?-a most here is that which will give language to you,cat; poor credulous monster:—Well drawn, mon. open your mouth: this will shake yourshaking, ster, in good sooth. I can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot teil Cal. I'll shew thee every fertile inch o'the who's your friend: open your chaps again.

Trin. I should know that voice: It should And kiss thy foot: I pr’ythee, be my god. be-But he is drowned ; and these are devils : Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and 0! defend me!

drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most de- rob his bottle.

[subject. licate monster! His forward voice now is to Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy speak well of his friend; his backward voice Ste. Come on then ; down, and swear. is io ntter foul speeches, and to detract. If Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I puppy-headed monster: A most scurvy monwill help bis ague: Come,- Amen! I will ster! I could find in my heart to beat him,pour some in thy other mouth.

Ste. Come, kiss. Trin. Stephano,

Trin. - but that the poor monster's in drink: Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! An abominable monster! mercy! This is a devil, and no monster: 1 Cal. I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'N will leave him; I have no long spoon.

pluck thee berries ; Trin. Stephano !--if thou beest Stephano, I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trincu- A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! 10;-be not afeard,-thy good friend Trinculo. I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,

Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; l'n | Thou wond'rous man. pull thee by the lesser legs : if any be Trincu- Trin. A most ridiculous monster; to make lu's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trin-'a wonder of a poor drunkard,


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