Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs His arms in this sad knot. Pros. Of the king's ship The mariners say how thou hast disposed Ari. Who with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour, Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd Pros. Ari. Past the mid season. 230 Pros. At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now Must by us both be spent most preciously. 241 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. What is't thou canst demand? Ari. How now ? moody? My liberty. Pros. Before the time be out? no more! I prithee, Remember I have done thee worthy service; Pros. Dost thou forget From what a torment I did free thee? Ari. No. 250 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, To do me business in the veins o' the earth Pros. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Ari. No, sir. tell me. Thou hast. Where was she born? speak: Ari. Sir, in Argier. O, was she so? I must Pros. To enter human hearing, from Argier, Thou know'st was banish'd: for one thing she did 260 Pros. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with child And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave, As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant; And for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthly and abhorred commands, Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, And in her most unmitigable rage, A dozen years; within which space she died 270 And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans 280 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 human shape. Ari. Yes, Caliban her son. Pros. 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 When I arrived and heard thee, that made gape I thank thee, master. Ari. Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. 290 Ari. That's my noble master ! What shall I do? say what; what shall I do? 23 300 Pros. Go make thyself like a nymph o' the sea: be sub ject To no sight but thine and mine, invisible [Exit Ariel. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake! Mir. The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me. Pros. Shake it off. Come on; We'll visit Caliban my slave, who never Yields us kind answer. Mir. "Tis a villain, sir, But as tis, I do not love to look on. Pros. We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Cal. [Within] There's wood enough within. 310 Pros. Come forth, I say! there's other business for thee; Come, thou tortoise! when? Re-enter ARIEL like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, Hark in thine ear. Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit. 320 Pros. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Enter CALIBAN. Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye And blister you all o'er! Pros. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging Cal. Thou strokedst me and madest much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in 't, and teach me how 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 o' the island. Pros. Thou most lying slave, 340 Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used thee, Filth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child. Cal. O ho, O ho! would't had been done! Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled elso This isle with Calibans. Abhorred slave, Pros. Took pains to make theo speak, taught thee each hour Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known. But thy vile race, 350 Though thou didst learn, had that in 't which good natures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Deservedly confined into this rock, Who hadst deserved more than a prison. Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on 't Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you For learning me your language! Pros. Hag-seed, hence ! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou 'rt best, To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? Cal. 361 370 Pros. So, slave; hence! [Erit Caliban. Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing; FERDINAND following. ARIEL'S song. Come unto these yellow sands, Courtsied when you have and kiss'd Foot it featly here and there; Burthen [dispersedly]. Hark, hark! Bow-wow. Bow-wow. The strain of strutting chanticleer 380 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: But doth suffer a sea change Burthen. Ding-dong. Ari, Hark! now I hear them,-Ding-dong, bell. Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father. This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes. I hear it now above me. Pros. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance And say what thou seest yond. Mir. What is't? a spirit? Lord, how it looks about? Believe me, sir, 390 400 410 |