But, had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less, with wit, and safety. Duke. One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons; A natural perspective, that is, and is not. How have the hours rack'd and tortur'd me, Ant. Sebastian are you? Seb. Fear'st thou that, Antonio? Ant. How have you made division of yourself? An apple, cleft in two, is not more twin Seb. Do I stand there? I never had a brother : Nor can there be that deity in my nature, Of charity, what kin are you to me? Vio. Of Messaline: Sebastian was my father; Such a Sebastian was my brother too, So went he suited to his watery tomb: If spirits can assume both form and suit You come to fright us. Seb. A spirit I am, indeed; But am in that dimension grossly clad. Vio. And died that day when Viola from her birth Had number'd thirteen years. Seb. O, that record is lively in my soul ! He finished, indeed, his mortal act, That day that made my sister thirteen years. Vio. If nothing letst to make us happy both, I was preserv'd, to serve this noble count: If this be so, as yet the glass seems true, Thou never should'st love woman like to me. As doth that orbed continent the fire Duke. Give me thy hand; And let me see thee in thy woman's weeds. Vio. The captain, that did bring me first shore, Hath my maid's garments: he, upon soING action, Is now in durance; at Malvolio's suit, Öli. He shall enlarge him :-Fetch Malvolio hither: And yet, alas, now I remember me, A most extracting frenzy of mine own Clo. Truly, madam, he holds Belzebub at the stave's end, as well as a man in his case may do: he has here writ a letter to you, I should have given it you to-day morning; but as a madman's epistles are no gospels, so it skills not much, when they are delivered. Oli. Open it, and read it. Clo. Look then to be well edified, when the fool delivers the madman :-By the lord, mad am, Oli. How now! art thou mad? Clo. No, madam, I do but read madness: an your ladyship will have it as it ought to be, you must allow cor.* Oli. Pr'ythee, read i'thy right wits. Clo. So I do, madonna; but to read his right wits, is to read thus: therefore perpend, my princess, and give ear. [TO FABIAN. Oli. Read it you, sirrah. Fab. [Reads. By the Lord, madam, you wrong me, and the world shall know it: though you have put me into darkness, and given your drunken cousin rule over me, yet have I the benefit of my senses as well as your ladyship. I have your own letter that induced me to the semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not but to do myself much right, or you much shame. Think of me as you please. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury. The madly-used MALVOLIO. Oli. Did he write this? Clo. Ay, madam. Duke. This savours not much of distraction. Oli. See him deliver'd, Fabian; bring him [Exit FABIAN. hither. My lord, so please you, these things further thought on, To think me as well a sister as a wife, One day shall crown the alliance on't, so please you, Here at my house, and at my proper cost Duke. Madam, I am most apt to embrace your offer. Your master quits you; [To VIOLA.] and, for your service done him, So much against the mettle; of your sex, Oli. A sister?-you are she. Re-enter FABIAN, with MALVOLIO. Mal. Madam, you have done me wrong, Notorious wrong. Oli. Have I, Malvolio? no. Mal. Lady you have. Pray you, peruse that greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon say, letter: You must not now deny it is your hand, Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, smiling, And in such forms which here were presuppos'd Upon thee in the letter. Pr'ythee, be content: This practice hath most shrewdly pass'd upon thee; But, when we know the grounds and authors of it, Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge Of thine own cause. Fab. Good madam, hear me speak; And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, Taint the condition of this present hour, Which I have wonder'd at. In hope it shall not, Most freely I confess, myself, and Toby, Set this device against Malvolio here, Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts We had conceiv'd against him: Maria writ The letter, at Sir Toby's great importance; In recompense whereof, he hath married her. How with a sportful malice it was follow'd, May rather pluck on laughter than revenge; If that the injuries be justly weigh'd, That have on both sides past. + Fool. Inferior. Clo. Why, some are born great, some achieve them. I was one, Sir, in this interlude; one Sir Topas, Sir; but that's all one:-By the Lord, fool, I am not mad ;-But do you remember? Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd: And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. [Exit. Oli. He hath been most notoriously abus'd. Duke. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace He hath not told us of the captain yet; Clo. SONG. When that I was and a little tiny boy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, 'Gainst knave and thief men shut their gate. For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas! to wive, + Importunacy. ACT 1. SCENE I.-On a Ship at Sea. Boats. Here, master: what cheer? Mast. Good: Speak to the mariners fall to't yarely,* or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir. [Exit. Enter MARINERS. Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare: Take in the top-sail; Tend to the master's whistle.-Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough! Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GONZALO, and others. Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men. Boats. I pray now, keep below. Ant. Where is the master, boatswain? Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour! keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient. Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence trouble us not. Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Boats. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more ; use your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good hearts.-Out of our way, I say. [Exit. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks, he hath no drowning mark upon + Present instant. him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt. Re-enter BOATSWAIN. Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office. Re-enter SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, and GONZALO. Yet again? what do you here? Shall we give o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb. A pox o' your throat? you bawling, blasphemous, uncharitable dog!" Boats. Work you, then. Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstanched wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses; off to sea again, lay her off. Enter MARINERS wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all [Exeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them, lost! Mercy on us. We split, we split! Farewell, my wife and children!-Farewell, brother!— We split, we split, we split. Ant. Let's all sink with the king. [Exit. Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit. Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing: The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit. SCENE II.-The Island: before the Cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA. Mira. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: Had I been any god of power, I would Pro. Be collected; Pro. Thou had'st, and more, Miranda: But how is it, [else That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou In the dark backward and abysm of time? If thou remember'st aught,ere thou cam'st here How thou cam'at here thou may'st. Mira. But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years since, Thy father was the duke of Milan, and Mira. Sir, are not you my father? Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said-thou wast my daughter; and thy father Was duke of Milan; and his only heir What foul play had we, that we came from Pro. Both, both, my girl: By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd But blessedly holp hither. [thence; Mira. O, my heart bleeds To think o' the teent that I have turn'd you to, Which is from my remembrance! Please you, [nio, further. Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, call'd AntoI pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should Be so perfidious!-he whom, next thyself, No more amazement: tell your piteous beart, Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put There's no harm done. Mira. O, woe the day! I have done nothing but in care of thee, [who (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Of whence I am; nor that I am more better Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, And the no greater father. Mira. More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts. I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, For thou must now know further. Mira. You have often Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd Pro. The hour's now come; The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Obey, and be attentive. Can'st thou remember A time before we came unto this cell? I do not think thou can'st; for then thou wast Outt three years old. Mira. Certainly, Sir, I can. [not Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? Of any thing the image tell me, that Hath kept with thy remembrance. Mira. Tis far off; The manage of my state; as, at that time, Mira. Sir, most heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash; for over-topping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd them, Or else new-form'd them: having both the key Of officer and office, set all hearts To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, And suck'd my verdure out on't.-Thou attend'st not: I pray thee, mark me. Mira. O good Sir, I do. [dicate Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all de- Not only with what my revenue yielded, Mira. Your tale, Sir, would cure deafness. * Abyss. + Sorrow. + Cut away. A Without 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 He thinks me now incapable: confederates To give him annual tribute, do him homage; 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 To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; Mira. Alack, for pity! 1, 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 Mira. How came we ashore? Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Master of this design,) did give us; with Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, Thirsty. {Sprinkled. Consideration. + Suggestion. Il Stubborn resolution. 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, Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Approach, my Ariel; come Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, [task 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 distinctly, [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 vessel. Then all a fire with me: the king's son, Fer- Pro. Why, that's my spirit! On their sustaining garments not a blemish, |