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Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side;
bearts, ya Send to the
and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Alon. Good the master Bonte. Ant. Whe
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Boete het par
Boote lower within
PERSONS REPRESENTED AZONZO, King of Naples.
STEPHANO, a drunken, Butler. SEBASTIAN, his Brother.
Master of a Ship, Boalitoain, and Mariners
ARIEL, an airy Spirit.
Nymphs, CALIBAN, a savage and deformed Slave. Reapers, TRINCULO, a Jester.
Other Spirits attending on Prospera. Scene- The Sea, with a Ship; afterwards an uninhabited Island.
Boats. Work you, then.
Ani. Hang, car, hang ! you whoreson, insolent
no.se-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned A Storm, toith Thunder and Lightning. than thou art. Enter a Shipmaster and a Boatswain.
Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though
the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and Mast Boatswain,
as leaky as an unstanched wench. Boats. Here, master : what cheer?
Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two Mast. Good speak to the mariners: fall to 't courses ; off' to sea again, lay her off. yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir,
Enter Mariners, wel. bestir
[Exit Mar. Al lost I to prayers, to prayers ! all lost! Enter Mariners.
(Eseunt Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly,
Boats. What, must our mouths be cold? my hearts; yare, yare: Take in the top-sail; Gon. The king and prince at prayers ! let us Tend to the master's whistle. --Blow till thon
assist them, burst thy wind, if room enough!
For our case is as theirs.
Seb. I am out of patience. Enter Alonzo, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by Gonzalo, and others.
drunkards.Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's This wide-chapped rascal ;
-Would, thou the master Play the men.
might'st sie drowning, Boats. I pray now, keep below.
The washing of ten tides! Ant. Where is the master, boatswain ?
He'll be hanged yet ; Boats. Do you not hear him ? You mar our la- Though every drop of water swear agaiust it, bour ; keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. And gape at wid'st to glut him. Gon. Nay, good, be patient.
| A confused noise within.) Mercy on us !-We Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care split, we split !-Farewell, my wife and children! hese roarers for the name of king ? To cabin: -Farewell, brother !-We split, we split, we silence: trouble is not.
split. Gori. Good; yet remember whom thou hast Ant. Let's all sink with the king. [Erit. aboard.
Seb. Let's take leave of him.
Erit. Boats. None that I more love than myself.
Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs You are a counsellor; if you can command these of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, elements to silence, and work the peace of the brown furze, any thing: The wills above be prezent, we will not hand a rope more; use done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Erit. your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you
SCENE 11. have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it
The Island, before the Cell of Prospero. no hap.Cheerly, good hearts.-Out of our way Mira. If by your art, my dearest, father, you
Enter Prospero and Miranda.
have Gor I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks, he hath no drowning mark npon him; Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking good fate, to his hanging ! make the rope of his pitch, desting our cable; for our own doth little ad- But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, vantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our Dashes the fire out..0, I have suffer'd case is miserable.
(Exeunt. With those that I saw suffer! a brave versel,
Who had no doubt some poble creatures in her, Re-enter Boatswain.
Dash'd all to pieces. 0, the cry did knock Boats. Down with the topmast; yare; lower, Against my very heart! Poor souls! they perish'd. lower; bring her to try with main course. (A cry Had I been any god of power, I would within: | A plague upon this howling! they are Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er louder than the weather, or our office.
It should the good ship so have swallowed, and Re-enter Sebastian, Autonio, and Gonzalo. The freighting souls within her. Yet again ? what do you here? Shall we give Pro.
Be collected; o'er, and drown? Have you a mind to sink? No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, Seb. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blas- There's no harm done. phemous, uncharitable dog!
O, wo the day!
No harm. Dost thou attend me? I have done nothing but in care of thee,
Sir, most heedfully (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter !) who Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom of whence I am ; nor that I am more better To trash for over-topping ; new created Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd And thy no greater father.
More to know Or else new-form'd them: having both the key Did never meddle with my thoughts.
of officer and office, set all hearts i' th' state Pro.
'Tis time, To what tune pleased his ear; that now he was I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand,' The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, And pluck my magick garment from me --So; And suck'd my verdure out on 't. -Thou at
Lays down his mantle. tend'st not. Lie there my art.-Wipe thou thine eyes; have Mira. 0, good sir, I do. comfort.
I pray thee, mark me.
With that, which, but by being so retir'd,
rate, in my false brother No, not so much perdition as an hair,
Awak'd an evil nature: and my trust, Betid to any creature in the vessel
Like a good parent, did beget of him Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink. A falsehood, in its contrary as great Sit down ;
As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, For thou must now know further.
A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded,
You have often Not only with what my revenue yielded,
Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
The hour's now come; To credit his own lie, -he did believe
With all prerogative :-Hence his ambition
Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
Certainly, sir, I can. Pro. To have no screen between this part be Pro. By what? by any other house, or person? play'd of any thing the image tell me, that
And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Hath kept with thy remembrance.
Absolute Milan: Me, poor man-my library Mira.
'Tis far off; Was dukedom large enough; of temporal roy. And rather like a dream than an assurance
Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend
O the heavens!
Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then Mira.
But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve If this might be a brother. years since,
I should sin Thy father was the duke of Milan, and To think but nobly of my grandmother: A prince of power.
Good wombs have borne bad sons. Mira. Sir, are not you my father?
Now the condition.
Of homage, and I know uot how much tribute, · Mira.
0, the heavens! Should presently extirpate me and mine. What foul play had we, that we came from Ont of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan, thence ?
With all the honours, on my brother: Whereon, Or blessed was
A treacherous army levied, one midnight Pro.
Both, both, my girl : Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heaved The gates of Milan; and, i' the dead of darkness, thence :
The ministers for the purpose hurried thence
Me, and thy crying self.
Alack, for pity!
That wrings mine eyes to 't. Pró. My brother and thy uncle,call'd Antonio Pro.
Hear a little further, 1 pray thee, mark me,-that a brother should And then I'll bring thee to the present business Be so perfidious !-he whom, next thyself, Which now's upon us; without the which, this of all the world I loved, and to him put
Wherefore did they not
Well demanded, wench: Without a parallei; those being all my study, My tale provokes that question. Dear, they The government I cast upon my brother,
durst not ; And to my state grew stranger, being transported. (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set And rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle- A mark so bloody on the business; but