Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness, From my own library, with volumes that I prize above my dukedom. Mira. But ever see that man! Pro. 'Would I might Now I arise: Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Have 1, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I pray you, sir, (For still 'tis beating in my mind,) your reason For raising this sea-storm?" Pro. Know thus far forth. A most auspicious star; whose influence Will ever after droop.-Here cease more questions; Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Enter ARIEL [MIRANDA sleeps Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds; to thy strong bidding, task Pro. Hast thou, spirit, Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee? I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary My brave spirit! Pro. Ari. Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of desperation: All, but mariners, Pro. But was not this nigh shore? Why, that's my spirit! Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Not a hair perish'd, On their sustaining garments not a blemish, Pro. Of the king's ship, Ari. : Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labor, Bound sadly home for Naples; Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, Pro. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: Ari. Past the mid season. Pro. 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 promis'd, Which is not yet perform'd me. Pro. What is't thou can'st demand? Ari. How now ? moody? My liberty. I pray thee Pro. Before the time be out? no more. Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Pro. Dost thou forget Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot Pro. Thou hast: Where was she born? speak el me. Thou know'st, was banish'd; for one thing she did, Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought, To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, A dozen years; within which space she died, And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans, As fast as mill-whee.s strike: Then was this island, Yes; Caliban her son. Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, Could not again undo; it was mine art, When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape Ari. Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently. Pro. I will discharge thee. Ari. Pardon, master: Do so; and after two days That's my noble master! What shall I do? say what? what shall I do? Pro. Go, make thyself like to a nymph o' the sea; Mira. The strangeness of your story put Pro. Shake it off; Come on; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us a kind answer. Mira. I do not love to look on. Pro. "Tis a villain, sir, But, as 'tis, We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Cal. [within.] There's wood enough within. [Exit ARIEL Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business for thee: Come forth, thou tortoise! when? Re-enter ARIEL, like a water-nymph. Enter CALIBAN. Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging 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; would'st ☛ • 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 lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fertile, Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me The rest of the island. Which any print of goodness will not take; Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour With words that made them known: But thy vile race, Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Who had'st deserv'd more than a prison. Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't you, Pro. What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; That beasts shall tremble at thy din. * Destroy |