Pro. Doft thou forget From what a torment I did free thee? Ari. No. Pro. Thou doft; and think'st it much to tread the ooze Of the falt deep; To run upon the sharp wind of the north; To do me business in the veins o' th' earth, When it is bak'd with froft. Ari. I do not, Sir. Pro. Thou ly'ft, malignant thing: haft thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy Was grown into a hoop? haft thou forgot her? Ari. No, Sir. Pro. Thou haft: where was the born? fpeak; tell me. Ari. Sir, in Argier. Pro. Oh, was the fo? I muft Once in a month recount what thou hast been, Thou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing the did, Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, And, for thou waft a spirit too delicate To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands, And left thee there: where thou didst vent thy groans, A freckled whelp, hag-born) not honour'd with A human shape. Ari. Yes; Caliban her fon. Pro Pro. Dull thing, I fay fo: he, that Caliban, Ari. I thank thee, mafter. gape Pro. If thou more murmur'ft, I will rend an oak, Thou'ft howl'd away twelve winters. I will be correfpondent to command, Pro. Do fo: and after two days Ari. That's my noble mafter: What fhall I do? fay what? what shall I do? Pro. Go make thyself like to a nymph o' th' fea. [Exit Ariel. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake.. Mira. The ftrangenefs of your story put Heaviness in me. Pro. Shake it off: come on; We'll vifit Caliban my flave, who never Yields us kind answer. Mira. "Tis a villain, Sir, I do not love to look on Pro. But, as 'tis, We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, (Cal. within) There's wood enough within. Pro. Pro. Come forth, I fay; there's other bufinefs for thee. Come, thou tortoife! when? Enter Ariel like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! my quaint Ariel, Hark in thine ear. Ari. My Lord, it shall be done. [Exit. Pro. Thou poisonous flave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam; come forth. Enter Caliban. Cal. As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd And blifter you all o'er! Pro. For this, be fure, to-night thou fhalt have cramps. Side-ftitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vaft of night that they may work, All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more ftinging Than bees that made 'em. Cal. I muft eat my dinner. This ifland's mine by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'ft from me. When thou cam'st first, Thou ftroak'dit me, and mad'ft much of me; would't give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee, The fresh springs, brine-pits; barren place, and fertile. Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! For I am all the fubjects that you have, Who firft was mine own King: and here you fty me Pro. Thou moft lying flave, Whom ftripes may move, not kindness; I have us'd thee (Filth as thou art) with human care, and lodg'd In mine own cell, 'till thou didft feek to violate The honour of my child. Cal. Oh oh, oh oh! I wou'd, it had been done! Pro. Abhorred flave; (10) Which any print of goodnefs wilt not take, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour With words that made them known. But thy vile race Who had deferv'd more than a prison Cal. You taught me language, and my profit on't Is, I know how to curfe: the red plague rid you, For learning me your language! Pro. Hag-feed, hence! Fetch us in fewel, and be quick (thou wer't beft) What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Cal. No, 'pray thee. I must obey; his art is of fuch pow'r, (10) Mira. Abborred flave; ] In all the printed editions this fpeech is given to Miranda: but I am perfuaded, the Author never defign'd it for her. In the first place, 'tis probable, Profpero taught Caliban to speak, rather than left that office to his daughter: in the next place, as Profpero was here rating Caliban, it would be a great impropriety for her to take the difcipline out of his hands; and, indeed, in fome fort, an indecency in her to reply to what Caliban laft was fpeaking of. Mr. Dryden, I obferve, in his alteration of this play, has judicioufly placed this fpeech to Profpero. I can eafily guefs, that the change was first deriv'd from the Players, who not loving that any character fhould ftand too long filent on the stage, to obviate that inconvenience with regard to Miranda, clap'd this speech to her part. It It would controul my dam's god Setebas, And make a vaffal of him. Pro. So, flave, hence! [Exit Caliban, Enter Ferdinand; and Ariel invisible, playing and finging. ARIEL'S SONG. Come unto thefe yellow fands Curt'fied when you have, and kist Foot it featly here and there, And, fweet sprites, the burden bear. Burden, difperfedly. Hark, hark, bough-wawgh: the watch-dogs bark, Ari. Hark, hark, I hear The strain of ftrutting chanticlere Cry, cock-a-doodle-do. Fer. Were fhould this mufick be, in air, or earth? ARIEL'S SONG. Hark, now I hear them, ding-dong, bell. [Burden: ding-dong. Fer. |