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I priz'd above my dukedom,

Mira. Would I might But ever see that man!

Pro. Now, I arise :Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-forrow. Here in this island we arriv'd; and here Have I thy school-master, made thee more profit Than 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, fir, (For still’tis beating in my mind) your reason For railing this fea-storm?

Pro. Know, thus far forth.By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Now my dear Lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this thore; and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star; whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.-Here cease more questions, Thou art inclin'd to sleep; ’tis a good dulness, And give it way :-I know thou canst not choose

[MIRANDA sleeps Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Approach, my Ariel, come !

Enter Ariel. Ariel. All hail, great master! grave fir, hail !

I come To answer thy blest pleasure ; be’t to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds; to thy strong bidding, talk Ariel, and all his quality.


Pro. Hast thou, spirit,
Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee?

Ari. To every article.
I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak,
Now in the waste, 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 bolt-sprit, would I flame distinctly,

Then meet and join: Jove'slightnings, the precursors I O'the dreadful thunder-clap, more momentary

And fight-out-running were not; the fire, and cracks
Of fulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune
Seem'd to besiege, and

make his bold waves tremble, Yea, his dread trident shake.

Pro. My brave spirit !
Who was so firm, lo constant, that this coil

Would not infect his reason?
p Ari. Not a soul
But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd
Some tricks of desperation : All, but mariners,
Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel,
Then all a-fire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand,
With hair up-staring (then like reeds, not hair)
Was the first man that leap'd; cried, Hell is empty,
And all the devils are here!

Pro. Why, that's my spirit!
But was not this nigh lhore?

Ari. Close by, my master,
Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe?

Ari. Not a hair perish'd;
On their sustaining garments not a blemish,

But fresher than before : and, as thou bad'st me, " In troops I have dispers’d them 'bout the ille : The king's fon have I landed by himself;


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Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs,
In an odd angle of the isle, and fitting,
His arms in this fad knot.

Pro. Of the king's thip,
The mariners, say how thou hast dispos’d,
And all the rest o'the fieet?

Ari. Safely in harbour
Is the king's fhip; in the deep nook, where once
Thou calidst me up at midnight to fetch dew
From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's hid:
The mariners all under hatches stow'd ;
Whom, with a charm join’d to the suffer'd labour,
I have left asleep: and for the rest o’the fleet,
Which I dispers’d, they all have met again ;
And are upon the Mediterranean Hote,
Bound fadly home for Naples;
Supposing that they faw the king's fhip wreck’d,
And his great person perish.

Pro. Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform’d; 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 fix Must by us both be spent most preciously. Ari. Is there 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 now? moody?
What is’t thou canst demand?

Ari. My liberty.
Pro. Before the time be out? no more.
Ari. I pray thee :


and now,

Remember I have done thee worthy service, Told thee no lies, made thee no mistaking, ferv'd Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst To bate me a full year.

[promise; Pro. Dost thou forget From what a torment"I did free thee

Ari. No.

Pro. Thou dost; and think'st'it much, to tread Of the falt deep;

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To run upon the sharp wind of the north;
To do me business in the veins o'the earth,
When it is bak'd with frost.

Ari. I do not, fir.
Pro. Thou ly’st, malignant thing! Hast thout

forgot The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy Was grown into a hoop? halt thou forgot her?

Ari. No, sir.
Pro. Thou hast: Where was she born? speak;
Ari. Sir, in Argler.

[tell me.
Pro. Oh, was she so? I must,
Once in a month, recount what thou hast been,
Which thouforgett’st. This damn’d witch, Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold, and forceries 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, fir.
Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought withi

And here was left by the failors: Thou, my Nave,
As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant :
And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate
To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands,


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Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee,
By help of her more potent ministers,
And in her most unmitigable rage,
Into a cloven pine ; within which rift
Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain
A dozen years; within which space she died,
And left thee there; where thoudidit ventthy 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 so; he, that Caliban, Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee in; thy groans Did make wolves howl, 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 gape The pine, and let thee out.

Ari. I thank thee, master.

Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak,
And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till
Thou hast howld away twelve winters,

Ari. Pardon, master :
I will be correspondent to command,
And do my spiriting gently.

Pro. Do so; and after two days
I will discharge thee.

Ari. That's my noble master!
What shall I do? say what? what shall I do?

Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o'the sea: Be subject to no light but thine and mine; invisible


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