Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, Pro. Of the king's ship, The mariners, say, how thou hast disposed, Ari. Safely in harbor Whom, with a charm joined to their suffered labor, And are Bound sadly home for Naples; Supposing that they saw the king's ship wrecked, Pro. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is performed; but there's more work: What is the time o' the day? 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 must give me pains, remember thee what thou hast promised, Let me Which is not yet performed me. Pro. What is't thou can'st demand? Ari. Pro. Ari. How now! moody? My liberty. I pray thee Without or To bate grudge or grumblings: thou didst promise me a full year. Pro. From what Ari. Pro. 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, When it is baked with frost. Ari. Pro. I do not, sir. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot The foul witch, Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Pro. Thou hast where was she born? speak; tell me. Pro. To enter human hearing, from Argier, Thou know'st, was banished; for one thing she did, Pro. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with child, To act her earthy and abhorred commands, A dozen years; within which space she died, And left thee there; where thou didst 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 honored with Ari. Yes; Caliban her son. Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, To lay upon the damned, which Sycorax When I arrived, and heard thee, that made gape Ari. Thou hast howled away twelve winters. Ari. I will be correspondent to command, Pardon, master. Pro. I will discharge thee. Ari. 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 a nymph o' the sea; be subject To no sight but thine and mine; invisible To every eyeball else. Go, take this shape, [Exit ARIEL. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake! Mira The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me. Pro. Shake it off: Come on: We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us Mira. kind answer. 'Tis a villain, sir, But, as 'tis, I do not love to look on. Pro. We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Fetch in Our wood; and serves in offices That profit us. What ho! slave! Caliban! Thou 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 Ari. Pro. thine ear. [Exit. My lord, it shall be done. Upon thy wicked dam, come forth! Cal. Enter CALIBAN. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brushed With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, you both a south-west blow on ye, Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinched As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made them. 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; wouldst give 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 loved thee, And showed 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. Pro. Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used thee, Cal. O ho, O ho!-'would it had been done! Pro. Abhorred slave, Which any print of goodness will not take, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour A thing most brutish, I endowed 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 confined into this rock, Who hadst deserved more than a prison. Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Pro. What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Cal. No, 'pray thee! I must obey: his art is of such power, [Aside. It would control my dam's god, Setebos, Pro. So, slave, hence! [Exit CALIBAN. Re-enter ARIEL invisible, playing and singing. Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. Hark, hark! I hear The strain of strutting chanticlere Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo. [Dispersedly. [Dispersedly. Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, or the earth? It sounds no more;-and sure, it waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Weeping again the king my father's wreck, This music crept by me upon the waters; Allaying both their fury, and my passion, With its sweet air: thence I have followed it, Or it hath drawn me rather:-But 'tis gone. No, it begins again. ARIEL sings. Full fathom five thy father lies; [Burden, ding-dong. Hark! now I hear them,-ding-dong, bell. Fer. The ditty does remember my drowned father.is no mortal business, nor no sound This That the earth owes:-I hear it now above me. |