Pro. To have no screen between this part he ] From my own library, with volumes that play'd And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Absolute Milan: Me, poor man!-my library Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties He thinks me now incapable: confederates (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, To give him annual tribute, do him homage; Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend The dukedom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan!) To most ignoble stooping. Mira. O, the heavens! Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then If this might be a brother. Mira. I should sin [tell me, To think but nobly of my grandmother: Pro. Now the condition. This king of Naples, being an enemy Mira. Alack, for pity! I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, Pro. Hear a little further. And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon us; without the which, this Were most impertinent. Mira. Wherefore did they not That hour destroy us? Pro. Well demanded, wench; [story My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not; (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set Mira. Alack! what trouble Pro. O! a cherubim [smile, Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst Infused with a fortitude from heaven, [salt; When I have deck'ds the sea with drops full Under my burden groan'd; which raised in me An undergoing stomach, to bear up Against what should ensue. Miru. How came we ashore? Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, I prize above my dukedom. Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Here in this island we arriv'd; and here [fit Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more proThan other princes can, that have more time 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. By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, A most auspicious star; whose influence Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, Pro. Hast thou, spirit, Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade Ari. To every article. [thee? I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, I flam'd amazement: Sometimes, I'd divide, And burn in many places; on the top-mast, The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame diɛtinctly, [precursors Then meet, and join: Jove's lightnings, the O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary [cracks And sight-out-running were not: The fire, and Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Nep[tremble, Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves Yea, his dread trident shake. tune Pro. My brave spirit! Who was so firm, so constant, that this coilt Would not infect his reason? Ari. Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of desperation: All, but mariners, Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel. [dinand, Then all a fire with me: the king's son, Fer- Pro. Why, that's my spirit! [empty, On their sustaining garments not a blemish, But fresher than before; and, as thou bad'st corax, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible They would not take her life: Is not this true? Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my * Bermudas. + Wave. Algiers. Commands. And in her most unmitigable rage, groans, Ari. Yes; Caliban her son. Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee in: thy groans Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts Of ever-angry bears; it was a torment Ari. I thank thee, master. Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an I will be correspondent to command, Pro. Do so; and after two days Ari. 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 Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible [sea; To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. [Exit Ariel, Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept Awake! [well; Mira. The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me. Pro. Shake it off: come on; We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Mira. "Tis a villain, Sir, I do not love to look on. We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Cal. [Within.] There's wood enough within. Re-enter ARIEL, like a Water-Nymph. [Exit. Ari. My lord, it shall be done. Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more Than bees that made them. [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'st me, and mad'st much of me; would'st give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how 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 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 [vage, One thing or other: when thou didst not, saKnow thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known: But thy vile race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. [on't Cal. You taught me language; and my profit Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid * For learning me your language! [you, Pro. Hag-seed, hence! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best, To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, maIf thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly [lice? What I command, I'll rack thee with old | Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly. [dispersedly. The watch-dogs bark: Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more:-and sure, it waits upon 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: Hark! now I hear them,-ding-dong, bell. [Burden, ding-dong, Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father: This is no mortal business, nor no sound Mira. What is't? a spirit? Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, Sir, A thing divine; for nothing natural Pro. It goes on, [Aside. [free thee Fer. Most sure, the goddess [prayer On whom these airs attend!-Vouchsafe, my 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? As my soul prompts it :-Spirit, fine spirit! I'l Within two days for this. Mira. No, wonder, Sir; 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? [thee? What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard 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 And his brave son, being twain. [of Milan, Pro. The duke of Milan, And his more braver daughter, could controlt thee, If now 'twere fit to do't:-At the first sight Aside. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel, I'll set thee free for this!-A word, good Sir; I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word. [This Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father To be inclined my way! Fer. O, if a virgin, Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [To Ariel. Mira. Be of comfort; My father's of a better nature, Sir, Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Which now came from him. Pro. Thou shalt be as free And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you As mountain winds: but then exactly do The queen of Naples. Pro. Soft, Sir; one word more.They are both in either's powers: but this swift business I must uneasy make, lest too light winning [Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; charge thee, That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp Fer. No, as I am a man. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow. I will resist such entertainment, till Mine enemy has more power. [He draws. Mira. O dear father, Make not too rash a trial of him, for He's gentle, and not fearful.* Pro. What, I say, My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor; Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy conscience All points of my command. Pro. Come, follow: speak not for him. ACT II. SCENE I.-Another Part of the Island. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others. Gon. 'Beseech you, Sir, be merry: you have cause (So have we all) of joy; for our escape Is much beyond our loss: Our hint of woe Is common; every day, some sailor's wife, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, [cle, Have just our theme of woe: but for the miraI mean our preservation, few in millions Can speak like us: then wisely, good Sir, Our sorrow with our comfort. [weigh Alon. Pr'ythee, peace. Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge. Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike. Gon. Sir, Seb. One : Gon. When every grief is entertained, that's Comes to the entertainer Seb. A dollar. Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have spoken truer than you purposed. Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant you should. Gon. Therefore, my Lord, Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his Alon. I pr'ythee, spare. [tongue! Gon. Well, I have done: But yet Seb. He will be talking. Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a good wager, first begins to crow! Seb. The old cock. Ant. The cockrel. Seb. Done: The wager? Ant. A laughter. Seb. A match. Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,— Seb. Ha, ha, ha! Ant. So, you've paid. [ble, Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessi Seb. Yet, Adr. Yet Ant. He could not miss it. Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and delicate temperance.* Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench. Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly delivered. [sweetly. Adr. The air breathes upon us here most » Temperature. Seb. Of that there's none, or little. Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny. [totally. Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed lmost beyond credit)— Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their freshness, and glosses; being rather new dyed, than stain'd with salt water. Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say, he lies? To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt, Alon. No, no, he's gone. Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this Seb. You were kneel'd to, and impórtun'd By all of us; and the fair soul herself I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report. Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as when we put them on first in Afric, at the marriage of the king's fair daughter Clári-More widows in them of this business' making, bel to the king of Tunis. Than we bring men to comfort them: the fault's Seb. "Twas a sweet marriage, and we pros-Your own. per well in our return. Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such a paragon to their queen. Gon. Not since widow Dido's time. Ant. Widow? a pox o' that! How came that widow in? Widow Dido! Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? good lord, how you take it! Adr. Widow Dido, said you? you make me study of that she was of Carthage, not of Tunis. Gon. This Tunis, Sir, was Carthage. Gon. I assure you, Carthage. [harp. Ant. His word is more than the miraculous Seb. He hath raised the wall, and houses too. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy next? Seb. I think, he will carry this island home in his pocket, and give it his son for an apple. Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, bring forth more islands. Gon. Ay? Ant. Why, in good time. Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis, at the marriage of your daughter, who is now queen. Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir Fran. Sir, he may live; I saw him beat the surges under him, 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd • Rank + Shade of colour. * Degree or quality. Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, Seb. Very well. Ant. And most chirurgeonly. Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good Sir, When you are cloudy. Seb. Foul weather? Ant. Very foul. Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle,my lord,- [do? traries Execute all things: for no kind of traffic Seb. And yet he would be king on't.— Gon. All things in common nature should Of its own kind, all foizon,† all abundance, Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects? Gon. I would with such perfection govern, Ant. Long live Gonzalo! Gon. And, do you mark me, Sir? Alon. Pr'ythee, no more: thou dost talk nothing to me. Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always use to laugh at nothing. Ant. 'Twas you we laughed at. Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am * The rack. + Plenty. |