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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! Pro. For this, he 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 pinch'd 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; would'st

• give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, aud how the less, That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd 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 subjects that you have, Which first was mine own king; and here you sty me In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me The rest of tlie island. Pro.

Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness; I have us'd:

thee,
Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee
In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate
The honour of my child.

Cal. O bo, o ho !-'would it had been done!
Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
This isle with Calibans.
Pro.

Abhorred slave;

Fairies,

Which any print of goodness will not take,
Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour
One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like
A thing most brutish, I endow'd 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 thoun Deservedly confid'd into this rock, Who hadst deserv'd 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 ! Pro.

Hag-seed, hence ! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best, To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Fill all thy bones witlı aches: make thee roar, That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

Cal. No, 'pray thee! I must obey: his art is of such power, Aside. It would control my dam's god, Setebos, And make a vassal of him.. Pro.

. So, slave; hence !

[Erit Caiiban.

Re-enter Ariel, invisible, playing and singing ;

Ferdinand following him.

ARIEL'S SONG.

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hands :
Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,

(The wild waves whistt)

• Destroy.

+ Still, silent.

.

Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.

Hark, hark !
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly.

The watch-dogs bark:
Bur. Bowgh, wowgb. [dispersedly.

Hurk, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticlere,

Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo.
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 musick crept by me upon the waters; .
Allaying both their fury, and my passion,
With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,'
Or it hath drawn me rather:-But'tis gone.
No, it begins again.. .

Ariel sings.
Full fathom five thy father lies; .

of his bones ure coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes :

Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a seu-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell :
Hark! now I hear them,-ding-dong, bell. '

[Burden, ding.dong. Per. The ditty does remember my drown'd fa.

ther: This is no mortal business, nor do sound That the earth owes :- I hear it now above me.

Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance And say, what thou seest yond'. Mira.

What is 't? a spirit?

OwDS

Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,
It carries a brave form-But 'tis a spirit.

Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath
• such seases
As we have, such: this gallant which thou seest
Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd
With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou night'st

call him
A goodly person : be hath lost his fellows,
And strays about to find them.
Mira.

I might call him
A thing divine; for nothing natural
I ever saw so noble.
Pro.
It goes on,

[Aside. As my soul prompts.it Spirit, fine spirit ! I'll free

thee Within two days for this. Fer.

Most sure, the goddess
On whom these airs attend ?Vouchsafe my prayer
May know, if you remain upon this island;
And that you will some good instruction give,
How I may bear me here : my prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wouder!
If you be maid, or no?
Mira.

No wonder, sir;
But, certainly a maid.
Fer.

My language? heaveus!
I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.
Pro.

How! the best? What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee?

Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders
To bear thee speak of Naples : he does hear me ;
And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples;
Who with mine eyes, ne'er sivce at ebb, beheld
The king my father wreck'd.
Mira.

Alack, for mercy!
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of

Milan,
And his brave son, being twain.

Pro.

The duke of Milan, And his more braver daughter, could control thee, If now 'twere fit to do't. At the first sight

(Aside. They have chang'd eyes :-Delicate Ariel, I'll set thee free for this !-A word, good sir; I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word,

Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This
Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first
That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father
To be inclin'd my way!
Fer.

O, if a virgin,
And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The queen of Naples.
Pro.

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

siness I must uneasy make, lest too light winning (Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge

thee,
That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp
The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself
Upon this island, as a spy, to win it
From me, the lord on't.
Fer.

No, as I am a man. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a

temple:
If the ill spirit have so fair an house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.
Pro. .

Follow me. (To Ferd.
Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come.
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together :
Sea water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be
The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and busks,
Wherein the acoru cradled. Follow.
Fer.

No;
I will resist such entertainment, till
Mine enemy has more power.

(He draws.

• Confute.

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