Will cry it o'er again: it is a hint, Pros. Hear a little further, And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon's; without the which this durst not, So dear the love my people bore me, nor set Bore us some leagues to sea: where they prepared Mir. Alack, what trouble O, a cherubin Thou wast, that did preserve me. Thou didst smile, Infused with a fortitude from heaven, When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt, Mir. How came we ashore? Pros. By Providence divine. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Out of his charity (who being then appointed Knowing I loved my books, he furnish'd me Mir. But ever see that man! Pros. Would I might Now I arise: [Resumes his mantle. Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Here in this island we arrived; and here Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit Than other princess' can, that have more time For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. Mir. Heavens thank you for 't! And now, I pray you, sir, For still 't is beating in my mind, your reason For raising this sea-storm? Pros. A most auspicious star, whose influence Thou art inclined to sleep; 't is a good dulness, And give it way: I know thou canst not choose. [MIRANDA sleeps. Come away, servant, come! I am ready now. Approach, my Ariel: come! Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure; be 't to fly, On the curl'd clouds: to thy strong bidding task Pros. I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, cursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-outrunning were not; the fire, and cracks Of sulphurous roaring the most mighty Neptune Seem to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble, Yea, his dread trident shake. Pros. My brave spirit ! Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil Would not infect his reason? Ari. Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd And all the devils are here.' Pros. Why, that's my spirit! But was not this nigh shore? Close by, my master. Pros. But are they, Ariel, safe? Not a hair perish'd ; Ari. On their sustaining garments not a blemish, But fresher than before: and, as thou badest me, In troops I have dispersed 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. Of the king's ship Pros. Ari. Who, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour, Bound sadly home for Naples, Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, And his great person perish. Pros. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is perform'd: but there's more work. What is the time o' the day? Ari. Past the mid season. Pros. At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now Must by us both be spent most preciously. Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou hast promised, Which is not yet perform'd me. Pros. How now ? moody? My liberty. What is 't thou canst demand? Ari. Pros. Before the time be out? no more! Ari. I prithee, Remember I have done thee worthy service; Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst promise To bate me a full year. Pros. Dost thou forget No. From what a torment I did free thee? Ari. Pros. Thou dost; and think'st it much to tread the ooze Of the salt deep, To run upon the sharp wind of the north, |