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I ne'er again shall see her. Othou mine heir To feed my innocent people.
Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish

I would with such perfection govern, sir,
Hath made his meal on thee !

To excel the golden age.
Sir, he may live; Seb.

Suve his majesty!
I saw him beat the surges under him,

Ant. Long live Gonzalo ! And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,


And, do you mark me, sir ? Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted

Alon. Pry'thee, no more: thou dost talk nothing The surge most swoln that met him : his bold head

to me. 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke

it to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always As stooping to relieve him ; I not doubt,

use to laugh at nothing. He came alive to land.

Ant. 'Twas you we laugh'd at.
No, no, he's gone.

Gon. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great nothing to you ; so you may continue, and laugh loss ;

at nothing still. That would not bless our Europe with your daugh- Ant. What a blow was there given ! ter,

Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long. But rather lose her to an African ;

Gon. You are gentlemen of brave metal : you Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye,

would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would Who hath cause to wet the grief on't.

continue in it five weeks without changing. Alon.

Pr'ythee, peace. Seb. You were kneel’d to, and importun'd other

Enter ARIEL invisible, playing solemn music. wise By all of us; and the fair soul herself

Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling. Weigh’d, between lothness and obedience, at

Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry. Which end o'the beam she'd bow. We have lost Gon. No, I warrant you ; I will not adventure your son,

my discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, I fear, for ever: Milan and Naples have

for I am very heavy ? More widows in them of this business' making, Ant. Go sleep, and hear us. Than we bring men to comfort them: The fault's

( All sleep but Alon. Sex. and Ant. Your own.

Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Alon. So is the dearest of the loss.

Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : I Gon. My lord Sebastian,

find The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, They are inclin'd to do so. And time to speak it in : you rub the sore,


Please you, sir, When you should bring the plaster.

Do not omit the heavy offer of it: Seb.

Very well.

It seldom visits sorrow : when it doth, Ant. And most chirurgeonly.

It is a comforter. Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,


We two, my lord, When you are cloudy.

Will guard your person, while you take your rest, Seb. Foul weather ?

And watch your safety. Ant.

Very foul.

Alon. Thank you: wondrous heavy. Gon. Had I a plantation of this isle, my lord,

[Alonso sleeps. Erit ARIEL.. Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed.

Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! Seb.

Or docks, or mallows. Ant. It is the quality o' the climate. Gon. And were the king of it, What would I Seb.


Doth it not then our eyelids sink? I find not Seb. 'Scape being drunk for want of wine. Myself dispos'd to sleep. Gon. I' the commonwealth I would by con- Ant.

Nor I; my spirits are nimble. traries

They fell together all, as by consent; Execute all things : for no kind of traffic

They dropp'd as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Woula i admit; no name of magistrate;

Worthy Sebastian ? – 0, what might ? – No Letters should not be known; no use of service, Of riches or of poverty ; no contracts,

And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, Succession ; bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil :

and No occupation; all men idle, all ;

My strong imagination sees a crown And women too; but innocent and

pure :

Dropping upon thy head. No sovereignty :


What, art thou waking? Seb.

And yet he would be king on't. Ant. Do you not hear me speak? Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets Seb.

I do; and surely, the beginning.

It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st Gon. All things in common nature should pro- Out of thy sleep : What is it thou didst say? duce,

This is a strange repose, to be asleep
Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony,


wide open ; standing, speaking, moving: Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, And yet so fast asleep. Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Ant.

Noble Sebastian, Of its own kind, all foison", all abundance, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep – die rather; wink'st 5 Plenty.

Whiles thou art waking


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Thou dost snore distinctly;

I remember, There's meaning in thy snores.

You did supplant your brother Prospero. Ant. I am more serious than my custom : you Ant.

True : Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,

And, look, how well my garinents sit upon me; Trebles thee o'er.

Much feater than before : My brother's servants Seb.

Well ; I am standing water. Were then my fellows, now they are my men. Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.

Seb. But, for your conscience Sob.

Do so: to ebb, Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that ? if it were a kybe, Hereditary sloth instructs me.

'Twould put me to my slipper ; but I feel not Ant.


This deity in my bosom : twenty consciences, If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it, And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, No better than the earth he lies upon, Most often do so near the bottom run,

If he were that which now he's like; whom I, By their own fear, or sloth.

With this obedient steel, three inches of it, Seb.

Pr’ythee, say on : Can lay to bed for ever : whiles you, doing thus, The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim To the perpetual wink for aye might put A matter from thee ; and a birth, indeed,

This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who Which throes thee much to yield.

Should not upbraid our course.

For all the rest, Ant.

Thus, sir, They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk ; Although this lord of weak remembrance, this They'll tell the clock to any business that (Who shall be of as little memory,

We say befits the hour. When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded

Thy case, dear friend, (For he's a spirit of persuasion only,)

Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, The king his son's alive: 'tis as impossible I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke That he's undrown'd as he that sleeps here, swims. Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st ; Seb. I have no hope

And I the king shall love thee. That he's undrown'd.


Draw together : Ant.

0, out of that no hope, And when I rear my hand, do you the like, What great hope have you ! no hope, that way, is To fall it on Gonzalo. Another way so high an hope, that even


O, but one word! Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond,

[They converse apart. But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with

Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. me, That Ferdinand is drown'd ?

Ari. My master through his art foresees the danger Seb.

That these, his friends, are in ; and sends me forth, Ant.

Then, tell me, (For else his project dies,) to keep them living. Who's the next heir of Naples ?

(Sings in Gonzalo's ear. Scb.


While you here do snoring lie,
Ant. She that is queen of Tunis ; she that dwells
Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from

Open-ey'd conspiracy

His time doth take :
Can have no note, unless the sun were post,

If of life you keep a care, (The man i' the moon's too slow) till new-born chins

Shake off slumber, and beware :

Awake! awake!
Be rough and razorable: she, from whom
We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Ant. Then let us both be sudden.
And, by that, destin'd to perform an act,

Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! Whereof what’s past is prologue ; what to come,

[ They wake. In yours and my discharge.

Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are Seb. What stuff' is this ? — How say you ? 'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis ;

Wherefore this ghastly looking ? So is she heir of Naples ; 'twixt which regions


What's the matter? There is some space.

Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Ant.

A space whose every cubit Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel

Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you ? Measure us back to Naples ? Keep in Tunis, It struck mine ear most terribly. And let Sebastian wake! - Say, this were death Alon.

I heard nothing. That now hath seiz’d them ; why, they were no worse Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; Than now they are : there be, that can rule Naples To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate

Of a whole herd of lions, As amply, and unnecessarily,


Heard you this, Gonzalo ? As this Gonzalo; I myself could make

Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a humming, A chough 6 of as deep chat. O, that you bore And that a strange one too, which did awake me : The mind that I do! what a sleep were this I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd : as mine eyes open'd, For your advancement! Do you understand me? I saw their weapons drawn :- there was a noise, Seb. Methinks I do.

That's verity: 'Best stand upon our guard ; Ant.

And how does your content or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons. Tender your own good fortune ?

Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur

ther search 6 A bird of the jackdaw kind.

For my poor son.

He's gone.

you drawn?

Lead away.

Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts ! Lovd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery, For he is, sure, i’ the island.

But none of us car'd for Kate : Alon.

For she had a longue with a tang, Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have


cry to a sailor, Go hang : done :

[ Aside. Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang. So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Exeunt.

This is a scurvy tune too : But here's my comfort. SCENE II. - Another part of the Island.


Cal. Do not torment me: O!
Enter Caliean, with a burden of wood.

Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here?

Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men A noise of thunder heard.

of Inde ?. Ha! I have not scap'd drowning, to be Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot him

make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, while Stephano breathes at nostrils. And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch, Cal. The spirit torments me : O! Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire, Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark

legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague : Where Out of my way, unless he bid them; but

the devil should he learn our language? I will give For every trifle are they set upon me:

him some relief, if it be but for that : If I can reSometime like apes, that moe 7 and chatter at me, cover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount trod on neat's leather. Their bristles at my foot-fall; sometime am I Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues, I'll bring my wood home faster. Do hiss me into madness: – Lo! now! lo !

Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after

the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have Enter TRINCULO.

never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, his fit: If I can recover him, and keep him tame, I For bringing wood in slowly : I'll fall flat ; will not take too much for him : he shall pay for Perchance, he will not mind me.

him that hath him, and that soundly. Tiin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I Anon, I know it by thy trembling : hear it sing i' the wind : yond' same black cloud, Now Prosper works upon thee. yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard 8 that Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it here is that which will give language to you, cat; did before, I know not where to hide my head : open your mouth : this will shake your shaking, I yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls. can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell What have we here ? a man or a fish? dead or alive? who's your friend: open your chaps again. A fish : he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and fish- Trin. I should know that voice : It should be like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor-John. But he is drowned; and these are devils: 0! deA strange fish! Were I in England now (as once I fend me !. was,) and had but this fish painted, not a holiday- Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicale fool there but would give a piece of silver : there monster! If all the wine in my bottle will recover would this monster make a man; any strange beast him, I will help his ague: Come, I will pour some there makes a man : when they will not give a doit in thy other mouth. to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to Trin. Stephano ! see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy! like arms! Warm, o'mny troth! I do now let loose mercy! This is a devil, and no monster ! I will my opinion, hold it no longer ; this is no fish, but an leave him ; I have no long spoon. islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunderbolt. Trin. Stephano ! - if thou beest Stephano, touch {Thunder.] Alas! the storin is come again : my best me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo;way is to creep under his gaherdine 9; there is no afeard, - thy good friend Trinculo. other shelter hereabout : Misery acquaints a man Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth ; I'll puil with strange bedfellows. I will here shroud, till thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, the dregs of the storm be past.

these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed

How cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? Enter STEPHANO, singing; a bottle in his hand.

Trin. I took him to be killed with a thunderSte. I shall no more to sea, to sea,


- But art thou not drowned, Stephano ? Here shall I die a-shore ;

I hope now, thou art not drowned. is the storm

overblown ? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: And art thou funeral :

living, Stephano ? 0 Stephano, two Neapolitans Well here's my comfort. The master, the swabber, the boat swain, and I, Ste. Pr’ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach

is not constant, The gunner, and his mate,

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not 7 Make mouths.

- be not

[Drinks. 'scap'd!

sprites. 8 A black jack of leather to hold beer. 9 The frock of a peasant.

• StooL

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That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor : Trin. — but that the poor monster's in drink. I will kneel to him.

An abominable monster ! Ste. How did'st thou scape? How cam'st thou Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck hither? swear by this bottle, how thou cam’st hither.

thee berries; I escaped upon a butt of sack, which the sailors I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. heaved overboard, by this bottle! which I made of A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, cast ashore.

Thou wondrous man. Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy

Trin. A most ridiculous monster! to make a True subject; for the liquor is not earthly.

wonder of a poor drunkard. Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst. Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow;

Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; I can And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts ; swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.

Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how Ste. Here, kiss the book : Though thou canst To snare the nimble marmozet ; I'll bring thee swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose. To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee

Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this ? Young sea-mells 3 from the rock : Wilt thou go with Ste. The whole butt, man ; my cellar is in a rock

me ? by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, Ste. I pr’ythee now lead the way, without any moon-calf ? how does thine ague ?

more talking. — Trinculo, the king and all our comCal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven? pany else being drowned, we will inherit here.

Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee : I was Here; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill the man in the moon, when time was.

him by and by again. Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee; Cal. Farewell, master; farewell, farewell. My mistress showed me thee, thy dog and bush.

(Sings drunkenly. Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book : I will Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster. furnish it anon with new contents : swear.

Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow Cal. No more dams I'U make for fish; monster :- I afeard of him ?-a very weak monster : Nor fetch in firing The man i' the moon ? - a most poor credulous

At requiring, monster: - · Well drawn, monster, in good sooth.

Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish; Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o’the island :

Ban 'Ban, Ct_Caliban I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy subject.

Has a new master - Get a new man. Ste. Come on, then ; down and swear.

Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy- | Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom! freedom, headed monster: A most scurvy monster! I could

hey-day, freedom ! find in my heart to beat him,

Sle. O brave monster! lead the way. Ste. Come, kiss.


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SCENE I. - Before Prospero's Cell.

Pray set it down, and rest you : when this burns

'Twill weep for having wearied you : My father Enter FERDINAND, bearing a log.

Is hard at study; pray now rest yourself; Fer. There be some sports are painful ; but their He's safe for these three hours.


O most dear mistress, labour Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness

The sun will set, before I shall discharge

What I must strive to do. Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters

Mira. Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be

If you'll sit down, As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but

I'll bear your logs the while: Pray, give me that; The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead, I'll carry it to the pile.

Fer. And makes my labours pleasures : 0, she is

No, precious creature : Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed;

I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, And he's composed of harshness. I must remove

Than you should such dishonour undergo,

While I sit lazy by. Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up,


It would become me
Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such As well as it does you: and I should do it

With much more ease; for my good will is to it, baseness Had ne'er like éxecutor. I forget :

And yours against.
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours; This visitation shows it.


Poor worm! thou art infected; Most busy-less, when I do it.


You look wearily. Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a distance. Fer. No, noble mistress ; 'tis fresh morning with

me, Jira.

Alas, now! pray you when you are by at night. I do beseech you, Work not so bard: I would the lightning had Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile !

3 Sea gulls.

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to me.

he's no

(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,)

Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now What is your name?

farewell, Mira.

Miranda : - O my father, Till half an hour hence. I have broke your hest' to say so!


A thousand! thousand ! Fer. Admir'd Miranda!

[Exeunt Fer. and Mis. Indeed, the top of admiration; worth

Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady Who are surpris'd with all; but my rejoicing I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time At nothing can be more. I'll to my book ; The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage For yet, ere supper-time, must I perform Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Much business appertaining.

[Erit. Have I lik'd several women; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her

SCENE II. - Another part of the Island. Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd', Enter Stephano and Trisculo; Caliban following And put it to the foil : But you, O you,

with a bottle. So perfect, and so peerless, are created

Ste. . Tell not me;

when the butt is out, we Of every creature's best.

will drink water; not a drop before : therefore Mira. I do not know

bear up and board 'em : Servant-monster, drink One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island ! More that I may call men, than you, good friend, They say, there's but five upon this isle : we are And my dear father : how features are abroad, three of them ; if the other two be brained like us, I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty,

the state totters. (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; thy Any companion in the world but you ;

eyes are almost set in thy head. Nor can imagination form a shape,

Trin. Where should they be set else ? Besides yourself, to like of : but I prattle

Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue Something too wildly, and my father's precepts in sack : for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I Therein forget.

swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty Fer. I am, in my condition,

leagues, off and on, by this light. - Thou shalt be A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;

my lieutenant, monster, or my standard. (I would, not so !) and would no more endure

Trin. Your lieutenant, if

you list; This wooden slavery, than I would suffer

standard. The Aesh-fly blow my mouth. - Hear my soul

Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. speak;

Trin. Nor go neither : but you'll lie, like dogs; The very instant that I saw you, did

and yet say nothing neither. My heart fly to your service; there resides,

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou To make me slave to it; and, for your sake,

beest a good moon-calf. Am I this patient log-man.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy Mira.

Do you love me?

shoe : l’ll not serve him, — he is not valiant. Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this

Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am sound,

in case to justle a constable : Was there ever man And crown what I profess with kind event,

a coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I toIf I speak true! if hollowly, invert

day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half What best is boded me, to mischief! I,

a fish, and half a monster ? Beyond all limit of what else i' the world,

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, Do love, prize, honour you. Mira. I am a fool,

Trin. Lord, quoth he! that a monster should To weep at what I am glad of.

be such a natural ! Pro.

Fair encounter

Cal. Lo, lo, again ! bite him to death, I pr’ythee. Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace

Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; On that which breeds between them ! Fer.

Wherefore weep you ?

if you prove a mutineer, the next tree - The poor

monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indigMira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not

nity. offer

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd What I desire to give; and much less take,

To hearken once again the suit I made thee? What I shall die to want : but this is trilling ;

Ste. Marry will I : kneel, and repeat it; I will And all the more it seeks to hide itself,

stand, and so shall Trinculo. The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence !

Enter Ariel, invisible.
I am your wife, if you will marry me;

Cal. As I told thee
If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow Before, I am subject to a tyrant ;
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,

A sorcerer,

that by his cunning hath Whether you will or no.

Cheated me of this island.
My mistress, dearest, Ari.

Thou liest.
And I thus humble ever.

Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou ; Mira.

My husband then ? I would my valiant master would destroy thee : Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing

I do not lie. As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand. Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his

tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of you * Command

6 Own'd.


my lord ?

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