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No harm. Dost thon attend me ?

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Lie there my ar: -Wipe thou thine eyes; have
The direfid spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd
The very virtue of compassion in thee,

I have with sucia proviston in mue art
So safely ortier'd, that there is no soul-
Na, dat so mich Leedition as an hair,

Beted to any creature in the vessel

Sit down;

Mira.

Sir, most heedfully
Pro Being once perfected how to grant sits,
How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom
To trash for over-top-ing, new created

The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd
them,

Or Gse new-form'd them having both the key
Of officer and office, set all hearts i' th' state
To what tone pleased his ear; that now he was
The twy, which had hid my princely trunk,
And suck'd my verdure out on 't-Thou at-
tend'st pot.

Mira. O, good sir, I do.

Pro

I pray thee, mark me.

I thus neglecting worldly rods, all dedicate
To closeness, and the bettering of my mind
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,
Oer-prized all popadar rate, in my false brother
Awak'd an evil nature: uuel my trust,
Like a goel parent, did beget of him

Which they heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. A falsehood, in its contrary as great

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A trince of power.

Mira. Sir, are not you my father?

Pro. Thy mother was a pece of virtue, and She said-thon wast my daughter; and thy father Was dake of Milan: and his only heir

A princess; no worse based.

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Pro. My brother, and thy uncle.called Antonio
I pray thee, mark me, that a brother should
Be so perfidiors the whom, next thyself,
Of all the world I loved, and to him at
The manage of my state; as, at that time,
Through all the signiories it was the first,
And Prospero the prime duke twing so reputed
In dignity, aud, for the liberal arts,
Without a paralle; those being all my study,
The government I cast upon my brother,
And tomy state grew stranger, being transported,
And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle-

As my trost was, which had, indeed, no limit,
A coufidence sans honum. Hebeing thus lorded,
Not only
yielded,

with what my reveче

But what my power night else exact, -like one,
Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a simmer of his memory,

To credit his own he, he hd believe

He was indeed the duke; out of the substitution,
And executing the outward face of royalty
With all prerogative:-llence his ambition
Growing,--Dost hear ?
Mira

Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
Pro. To have no screen between this part he

play'd

And lum he play'd it for, he needs will be
Alisonite Milan: Me, poor man!-iny litrary
Was dukedom large enough; of temporal roy.

alties

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He thinks me now incapable: confolerates
(Sodry he
To give him annual tribute, do him homage;
Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend
The dukesdom, yet unbow'd, (alas, poor Milan)
To most ignoble stooping.
Mira.

O the heavens!

Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then

tell

me,

If this might be a brother.

Mira.

1 should sin To think but nobly of my grandmother: Good wombs have borne bad sons.

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presently

To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit;
Which was, that he, in lieu of the premises,
Of homage, and I know not how much tribute,-
Should
extirpate me and mine
Ont of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan,
With all the honours, on my brother: Whereon,
A treacherous army levied, one midnight
Fated to the purpose, did Antonio of en
The gates of Milan; and, if the dead of
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Me, and thy crying self.

Mica.

darknea,

Alack, for pity!

1, not rememb'ring how I cried out then,
Will cry it o'er again; it is a bint
That wings mine eyes to 't.

Pro.

Hear a little further, And then I'll bring thee to the present Imsiness Winch now's upon us; without the which, this

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SCENE IL

TEMPEST.

With colours fairer painted their foul ends.
In lew, they hurried us aboard a hark;
Bore us anne leagues to sea; where they prepar'd
A rotten carcass of a lwat, not rigg',
Nor cale, stil, nor mast; the very rats
Justinctively had quit it: there they looist ns,
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
To the winds, whose pity, siglung back again,
Daf os but toving wrong.
Mira

Was I then to you!
Po

Alack! what trouble

O! a cherubim

Pro.

Ari.

My brave spirit
Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil
Not a scul
Would not infect his reason?
But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd
Some tricks of desq evasion: All, but marinere,
Phung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the wavel,
band,
Tien all fire with me: the king's son, Ferdi-

With hair up-staring. (then like reeds, not hair.)
Was the first man that leaj 1, cried, Hell i enpply,
And all the decils are hers.

Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst Pro.

Infused with a fortitude from heaven,
When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt;
Loder any burden groan'd; which rais'd in me
An uislergout & stomach, to bear up

Agrint what shouid ensue.

Mira

llow came we ashore?

Pro. By Providence divme.
Some food we hard, and some fresh water, that
A coble Neaj olten, Gonzalo,

Out of his chorinty, (sho being then appointed
Master of this design,) dal give us; with

Boch garments, linens, stuffs, and necessa les,
Which since have steaded mnchf; so, of his gen-

tlenese,

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me,
From my own horary, with volumes that

I prize above my dukedom.

Mirm

Bat ever see that man!
Pro

'Would I might

Now I arise:

Sit still, and hear the last of our sra-sorrow.
Here in t sland se arrived; and here
Have 1, thy chooitnaster, made thee more profit
Than orber princes can, that have more time
For samer hotes, and tutors not so careful.

Mira. Heavens thank you for 't! and now, I
pray you, sir,

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(For still us heating in my mind,) your reason For raising this sea-storun? Know thus far forth. By acerlent most strange, bountiful fortune, Now my dear luly, hath mine enemies Enight to thos lore: and by my prescience fhad my zenith doth depend npon A magicious star whowe infinence torw I court net, beat omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop -Here cease more quesTart tほか u'd to sleep: 'tis a good dulness, Miranda sleeps. Asal give i may-l know thou canst not choose Crome away, servant, come: I am ready now; reach, my Ariel: come.

cone

Enter Ariel.

A All hail, great master! grave sir, hail; I To answer thy best pleasure; be 't to fly, Tim, to dive into the fire, to ride

Bot was not this nigh shore!

Art.

Why, that'z my spirit!
Close by, my ma.ter.

Not a hair perish'd;
Pro. But are they, Ariel, sale ?

Ari.

On their sustaining garments not a blenush,
But fresher than before and as thou hыбым тие,
In tries I have ding ersed them 'bout the isle:
The king's sou have I landed by hinwelt;
In an echt angle of the isle, and sitting,
When I left cooling of the arwthighs,
Pro.
His arins in this sad kuut.

Of the king's slup,

The mariners, say, how thou hast disposed,
Atel all the rest o' the fleet?

Ari.

Safely in harbour
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once
Then call'st me up at tuidnight to fetch dew
From the still-sex'd Bertuoothes, there she's hid:
The neariners all under hatches stow'd;

Whom, with a charm jom'd to their suffer'd

laour,

I have left asdeep; and for the rest o' the fleet,
Which I dispers'd, they all hase met again;
Bound a fly home for Naj les:
And are upon the Mediterranean flote,

Siit Losing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd,
And his great perin perish.

P

Ariel, thy charge
Whet is the time the day?
Ari.
Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work

Past the mid searon
Pro. At least two glasses: The time 'twixt
Mast by us both be spent most preciously.
Ari. Is there more toil? Sicce thou must give

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melains,
Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd,
How now ? moody ?
Pro
My liberty.
Which is not yet perforne'd me.
I pray thes
Pro. Before the time be out ? no more.
Remember, I I have done thee worthy service
mistakings, serv'd
Told thee no hes, made
Without or grudge or grumbling: thou did'st

Ari

promise

To bate me a full year.
Pro.

no

Dost thon forget

From what a torment I did free thee?

The curl'd clonde; to thy strong bidding, task Ari.
1, and all his quality

Hast thon, spirit,

Perform'il to point the tempest that I bade thee?
To every article.

the

cabin,
ended the king's ship; now on the beak,
nast, the drek, in every cab
wil amazemera: Sometimes, I'd divide,
rn in many places; on the top-trust,
Tandaandlowsprit, would famedistinctly,

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No

Pro. Thou dost; and think'st
It nuch, to tread the ouze of the salt deep;
Wind of the North
To run upon the shary
To do me Isisiness in the veins o' the eartby
When it is bak'd with frust.

Ari.

I do not, sir

Pru Thon liest, maliguant thing! Hast tho forgot

hoop? hast thou forgot her The boul with Sycorax,who, with age, and envy

ightnings, the pre- Was

dreadful thunder-cians, more momentary
wont-running were : The fire, and

Cracks

haruus roaring, the most miglity Neptune
el to besiege, and make his bold waves
remble,
We, Bia dread trident shake.

grown into a

Art No, sir.
Pro.

Thou hast where was she toru?

speak: tell me.
Ari Sir, in Argier.
O, was she so? 1 must,
Pro.
Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sy-
Once in a month, recount what thou hast been,

согах,

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And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave.
As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant:
And, for thon wast a spirit too delicate
To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands,
Refusing her grand hests, she did confine diee,
By help of her more potent ministers,
And in her most unmitigable rage,
Into a cloven pine; within which rift
Imprison'd, thou did'st painfully remain
A dozen years: within which space she died,
And left thee there; where thou did'st vent thy

groans.

As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island,

(Save for the son that she did litter here, A freckled whelp, hag born) not honour'd with A homan shape.

Ari

Yes; Caliban, her son. Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, Whom now I keep in service. Thon 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 To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax Could not again undo; it was mine art, When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape The pine, and let thee out.

Ari.

I thank thee, master. Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an

onk

And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.

Ari.

Pardon, master:

I will be correspondent to cominand, And do my spritung gently.

Pro.

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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

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Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible
To every eyeball else. Go, take this shape,
And hither come in't: hence, with diligence.
(Erit Ariel.
4 wake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well;
Awake!

Mira. The strangeness of your story put
Heaviness in me.
Рто.

Shake it off: come on;
We'll visit Caliban, my siave, who never
Yields us 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,
Fetch in our wood; and serves in offices

That profit u8. What hol slave! Caliban!
Thon earth, thou! speak.

Cal. within. There's wood enough within.
Pro. Come forth, I say, there's other business

for thee;

Come forth, thou tortoise! when?

Re-enter Ariel, like a Water-nymph.

Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,
Hark in thine ear.
Ari.

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

Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That barn by day and night and then I lov 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 subject that you have,
Which first was mine own king and here you

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One thing or other; when thou didst not, savage,
Know thy own meaning, but would'st gabble like
A thing most brutish, i endow'd thy purpose
With words that made them known: But thy
vile race,
Though thou didst learn, had that in't which
Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou
Deservedly confin'd into this rock,
Who hadst desery'd more than a prison.

good natures

Cal. You taught me language; and my profit

on't

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My ford, it shall be done. [Erit. Re-enter Ariel invisible, playing and singing:

Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil

himself

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

Enter Caliban.

Cal. Aswicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd

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Cry, Cork-a-doodie-doo.

That P'er I sighed for: pity move my tather
To be inclin'd my way!
Fer.

O. if a virgin,

Fer. Where should this musick be; i' the air, And your affection not gone forth, i'll make you

or the earth?

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As we have, such: This gaffen, which thor seest.

Was

The queen of Naples.
Pru

Soft, sir; one word nore.They are both in either's powers: but this swift

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If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with't.

Follow me To Ferd.

Pro.
Speak not you for him: he's a traitor. Come.
I'll muscle thy neck and feet together;
Sex-water shalt thon drink, the food shall be
The tre h-brook mascles, wither'd roots, and
housks,

Wherein the acorn cradlet: Follow.
For

I will resist sich entertainment, till
Mine enemy has more power

Mica.

No;

[He draws O dear father,

Make not too rash a trial of him, for
le's gentle, and not fearful.

Fro

What, I say.

My foot my tator!-Put thy sword up, traitor; int the wreck: and but he's something stain. Who mak't A show, bat dar'st DOL strike, thy call him

With grief, that's beauty's anker, thou migla'st

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

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Are then most luble; I have no ambition
To see a goodlier man.
Pro

Come on: obey: To Fer.
Thy nerves are in their intaney again,
Amd have no vigour in them.
Fer.
How! the best 7 My M
My

So they are: irits, as in a dream. m. a e all bond пр What wert thou, if the king of Naples hearst thee! father's loss, the weakness which I feel, Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders The wreck of all my friends, or this man's

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And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples: To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheid, Might I but through my frison once a day
The king my father wreck'd.
Mira.

Behold this inait; all corners else o' the earth,
Alack! for mercy! Let herty make me of; space enough
Fer. Yes, 'faith, and all his lords; the duke of Have I in such a prison

Milan.

And his brave son, being twain.
Pro.
The duke of Milan,
And his more braver danghter. could control thee,
If now 'twere fit to do't:-At the first alght

It works: Come on,

Thou hast done well, fine Ariel! Follow me.-
To Fers and Mir.
Hark, what thon else shalt do ine.
To Ariel.
Mira
Re of comfort;

[Arida. My father ta of a heter nature, ur,

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ACT 11.

drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy'd, than stain'd with salt water.

Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would it not say, he bes?

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 Atrick, at the marriage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the king of Tunis.

Seb. "Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper well ir, our return.

a paragon to their queen.
Adr. Tunis was never graced before with such

Gou. Not since widow Dido's time.
Ant. Widow? a pox o' that! How
widow in ? Widow Dido!

came that

Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? good lord, how you take it!

study of that: she was of Carthage, not of Tunis
Adr. Widow Diulo, said you? you make me
Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.

Adr. Carthage 7
Ant. His word is more than the miraculous
Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

haru.

Seb. He hath raised the wall and houses too. Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy next?

Seo. 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. When every grief is entertain'd, that's Gon. Ayl

offer'd,

Comes to the entertainer
Seb.

A dollar.

Gan. 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. Why, in good time.
Gon. Sir, we were talking that our garments
seem now as fresh 汽
at the marriage of your daughter, who is now
when
at Tunis

we were

Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue ! Gon. Is not, sir, iny doublet as fresh as the

queen.

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there.
Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido.

Ant. O, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido.

Alon. I pr'ythee spare.

Gon Well, I have done: but yet

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Seb. He will be talking.

Gon. When I wore it at your daughter's mar

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Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for a riage?

good wager, first begins to crow ?

Seb. The old cock.

Ant. The cockrel.

Seb. Done: The wager?

Ant. A laughter.

Seb. A match.

The stomach of my sense: 'Would, I had never
Married my daughter there! for, coming thence,
My son is

lost

!

1

and,

in my rate, she

Who is so far from Italy remov'd,

100,

Adr. Though this island seem to be a desert, I ne'er again shall see her. O thou mine heir

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Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and The surge most swoln dhat met him: his bold head

Seb. Ay, and a subtle; as he most learnedly

Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

Of Naples and of Milan, what suange fish
Hath made his meal on thee?

Sir, he may live;

I saw him beat the surges under him,

And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,

Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted

delicate temperance.

Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.

delivered.

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Adr. The air breathes upon us here most

sweetly.

As stooping to relieve him: I not doubt
He came alive to hand.

Seb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.

Alon.

No, no, he's gone.

Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen.

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great

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

how green ?

Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life.

Ant. True; save means to live.

Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks? But rather lose her to an African;

Ant. The ground, indeed, is tawny.

loss:

That would not bless our Europe with your

daughter,

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Seb. With an eye of green in't.

Alon.

'Pr'ythee, peace.

Ant. He misses not much.

Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importun'd

Seb. No he doth but mistake the truth totally.

otherwise

Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed shaost beyond credit)

By all of us; and the fair soul herself

Weigh'd, hetween loathuess and obedience, at

Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

Which end o' the beam she'd bow. We have

Gon. That our garments, being, as they were,

lost your son,

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