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Jf now I court not, but omit, my fortune's
Will ever after droop. Here ceafe more questions;
Thou art inclin'd to sleep. 'Tis a good dulness,
And give it way; I know, thou canit not chufe -
[ Miranda fleepsa Come away, fervant, come; I'm teady now: Approach, my Ariel, come.
Enter Ariel. Ari. All thail
, great maiter ! gráve 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 : toʻthy strong bidding task
Ariel, and all his qualities.
Pro. Halt thou, fpirit,
Perform'd to point the tempeft that I bade thee?
I boarded the King's fhip: now on the beak,
Now in the waste, the deck, in every cabin,
I fam'd amazement. Sometimes, I'd divide,
And burn in many places ; on the top-mast,
The yards, and bolt-sprit, would I flame distinctly;
Then meet and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursers
Of dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary
And fight out-running were pot; the fire and cracks
Of fulphurous roaring the most mighty Neptune
Seemd 10 besiege, and make his bold waves tremble ;
Yea, his dread trident thake.
My brave, brave spirit !
Who was fo firm, fo conitant, that this coyt
Would not infect his reafon?
dri. Not a soul
But telt a fever of the mind, and plaid
Sone tricks of desperation : all, but mariners,
Plong'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel,
Then all a-fire with me: the King's fon Ferdinand
With hair up faring (then like reeds, not hair)
Was the first man, that leap'd ; cry'd, " hell is empty;
" And all the deviis are here."
Pro. Why, that's my Spirit ! But was not this nigh fhore?
Ari. Clofe by, my Master.
Pro. But are they, Ariel, fafe?
Ari. Not a hair perih'd :
On their fustaining garments not a blemish,
But fresher than before. And as thou badít me,
In troops I have dispers’d them 'bout the ide:
The King's fon have I landed by himfelf,
Whom I left cooling of the air with fighs,
In an odd angle of the isle, and fitting,
His arms in this fad knot:
Pro. Of the King's ship
The mariners, say, how thou haft disposid,
And all the rest o'th' fleet?
Ari. Safely in harbour
Is the King's fhip; in the deep nook, where once
Thou call’dit me up at midnight, to fetch dew
From the still vext Bermudas, there she's hid :
The mariners all under hatches ftow'd,
Who, with a charm join’d to their suffer'd labout,
I've left alleep; and for the rest o’th' Meet
(Which I dispersid) they all have met again,
And are upon the Mediterranean Rote,
Bound fadly home for Naples;
Supposing, that they saw the King's ship wreckt,
And his great person perih.
Pro. Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform’d; but there's more work.
What is the time o'th' day!
Ari. Past the mid feason.'
Pro. At leaft two glasses; the time 'twixt six and now Muft by us both be spent moft preciously.
Ari.' Is shere 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. How nowi moody
What is't thou can'ft demands
Ari. My liberty.
Pro. Before the time be out ? no more.
Ari, I pr'ythee,
Remember, I have done thee worthy service;
Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, servd
Without or grudge, or grumblings; thou didst promise
To bate me a full year.
Pro. Doft thcu forget
From what a torment I did free chec.?
Pro. Thou doft; and think'it 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'th' earth, When it is bak'd with frost.
Ari. I do not, Sir.
Pro. Thou lyft, malignant thing! halt thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax, who with
envy Was grown into a hoop? haft thou forgot her?
Ari. No, Sir.
Pro. Thou haft : where was she born? [peak; tell me
Ari. Sir, in Srgier.
Pro. Oh, was the fo? I must
Once in a month recount what thou hast been,
Which thou forget'st. This damnd witch Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible.
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish'd : for one thing she did,
They would not take her life. Is not this true?
Ari. Ay, Sir.
Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, And here was left by th' sailors ; thou, my slave, As thou report'ft thyself, was then her fervant, And, for it.ou was a spirit too delicate To act her earchy and abhorr'd commands, Refusing her grand helts, she did confine thee, By help of her more potent minifters, And in her moft unmitigable rage, Into a cloven pine ; within which rift Imprison'd, thou didft painfully remain A dozen years, within which space the dy'd, And left 'thçe there : where thou didft 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 human shape.
Ari. Yes ; Caliban her son,
Pro. Dull thing, I say fo: he, that Caliban,
Whom now I keep in service.' Thou best know'ft,
What torment I did find thee in ; thy groans
Did make wolves how), 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
The pine, and let thee out.
Ari. I thank thee, master.
Pro. If thou more murmur'ft, I will rend an oak,
And peg thee in his knotty entrails, 'till
Thou'st howld away twelve winters.
Ari. Pardon, master.
I will be correspondent to command,
And do my sp’riting gently.'
Pro. Do fo : and after two days
I will discharge thee.
Ari. That's my noble master :
What shall I do't say what? what shall I do?
Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph oth' fea
Be subject to no fight but mine': invisible.
To every eye-ball else. Go take this shape
And hither come in it: go hence with diligence.
[Exit Arick Awake, dear heart, awake! thou haft flept well ; Awake
Mira. The strangeness of your fory put
Heaviness in me.
Pro, Shake it off : come on ;
We'll visit Caliban my ftave, who never
Yields us kind answer.
Mira. 'Tis a villain, Sir,
I do not love to look on
Pro. Bur, as 'tis,
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, thou Tortoise! when?
Enter Ariel like a Water-Nymph.
Fine apparition ! my quaint Ariel,
Hark in thine ear.
Ari. My Lord, it shall be done.
Exit. Pro. Thou poisonous Nave, got by the devil himlelf Upon thy wicked dam, come forth.
Cal. As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd
With raven's feather from unwholsom fen,
Diop on you both! a fouth-west blow on ye,
And blifter you all o'er !
Pro. For this be fure, to-night thou shalt have cramps,
Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchips,
Shall, for that valt of night that they may work,
All exercise on thee: thou halt be pinch'd
As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more finging
Than bees that made 'em
Cal. I must eat my dinner. This Ifand's.mine by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak’t from me, When thou camest first, Thou stroak dit me, and mad'it much of me; and
would'll give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the leis That burn by day and night; and then I lov'd thee, And shew'd thce all the qualities o’th' Ille, The fresh springs, brine pits ; barren place, and fertile. Curs'd be l, that I did fo!. all the charms Of Sycorux, toads, beetles, bats, light on you ! For I am all the Subjects that you have, Who firit was mine own King; and here you fty me In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me The rest of th' Island,