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    ACT I

    SCENE I. On a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise of thunder and

    lightning heard.

    Enter a Master and a Boatswain

    Master

    Boatswain!

    Boatswain

    Here, master: what cheer?

    Master

    Good, speak to the mariners: fall to't, yarely,

    or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir

    Exit

    nter "ariners

    Boatswain

    Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts!

    yare, yare! #ake in the topsail #end to the

    master's whistle Blow, till thou burst thy wind,

    if room enough!

    Enter AONSO! SEBASTIAN! ANTONIO! "E#$INAN$! %ON&AO! and

    others

    AONSO

    Good boatswain, have care $here's the master?

    %lay the men

    Boatswain

    & pray now, keep below

    ANTONIO

    $here is the master, boatswain?

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    Boatswain

    o you not hear him? (ou mar our labour: keep your

    cabins: you do assist the storm

    %ON&AO

    )ay, good, be patient

    Boatswain

    $hen the sea is Hence! $hat cares these roarers

    for the name of king? #o cabin: silence! trouble us not

    %ON&AO

    Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboard

    Boatswain

    )one that & more love than myself (ou are a

    counsellor* if you can command these elements to

    silence, and work the peace of the present, we will

    not hand a rope more* use your authority: if you

    cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make

    yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of

    the hour, if it so hap +heerly, good hearts! ut

    of our way, & say

    Exit

    %ON&AO

    & have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he

    hath no drowning mark upon him* his comple-ion is

    perfect gallows .tand fast, good /ate, to his

    hanging: make the rope of his destiny our cable,

    for our own doth little advantage &f he be not

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    born to be hanged, our case is miserable

    Exeunt

    #e'enter Boatswain

    Boatswain

    own with the topmast! yare! lower, lower! Bring

    her to try with main0course

    A (r) within

    1 plague upon this howling! they are louder than

    the weather or our office

    #e'enter SEBASTIAN! ANTONIO! and %ON&AO

    (et again! what do you here? .hall we give o'er

    and drown? Have you a mind to sink?

    SEBASTIAN

    1 po- o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous,

    incharitable dog!

    Boatswain

    $ork you then

    ANTONIO

    Hang, cur! hang, you whoreson, insolent noisemaker!

    $e are less afraid to be drowned than thou art

    %ON&AO

    &'ll warrant him for drowning* though the ship were

    no stronger than a nutshell and as leaky as an

    unstanched wench

    Boatswain

    2ay her a0hold, a0hold! set her two courses off to

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    sea again* lay her off

    Enter Mariners wet

    Mariners

    1ll lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!

    Boatswain

    $hat, must our mouths be cold?

    %ON&AO

    #he king and prince at prayers! let's assist them,

    /or our case is as theirs

    SEBASTIAN

    &'m out of patience

    ANTONIO

    $e are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards:

    #his wide0chapp'd rascal00would thou mightst lie drowning

    #he washing of ten tides!

    %ON&AO

    He'll be hang'd yet,

    #hough every drop of water swear against it

    1nd gape at widest to glut him

    1 confused noise within: '"ercy on us!'00 '$e split, we split!'00'/arewell, my

    wife and children!'00 '/arewell, brother!'00'$e split, we split, we split!'

    ANTONIO

    2et's all sink with the king

    SEBASTIAN

    2et's take leave of him

    Exeunt ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN

    %ON&AO

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    )ow would & give a thousand furlongs of sea for an

    acre of barren ground, long heath, brown fur3e, any

    thing #he wills above be done! but & would fain

    die a dry death

    Exeunt

    SCENE II. The island. Before *#OS*E#O+S (ell.

    Enter *#OS*E#O and MI#AN$A

    MI#AN$A

    &f by your art, my dearest father, you have

    %ut the wild waters in this roar, allay them

    #he sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,

    But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek,

    ashes the fire out , & have suffered

    $ith those that & saw suffer: a brave vessel,

    $ho had, no doubt, some noble creature in her,

    ash'd all to pieces , the cry did knock

    1gainst my very heart %oor souls, they perish'd

    Had & been any god of power, & would

    Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere

    &t should the good ship so have swallow'd and

    #he fraughting souls within her

    *#OS*E#O

    Be collected:

    )o more ama3ement: tell your piteous heart

    #here's no harm done

    MI#AN$A

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    , woe the day!

    *#OS*E#O

    )o harm

    & have done nothing but in care of thee,

    f thee, my dear one, thee, my daughter, who

    1rt ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing

    f whence & am, nor that & am more better

    #han %rospero, master of a full poor cell,

    1nd thy no greater father

    MI#AN$A

    "ore to know

    id never meddle with my thoughts

    *#OS*E#O

    '#is time

    & should inform thee farther 2end thy hand,

    1nd pluck my magic garment from me .o:

    a)s down his mantle

    2ie there, my art $ipe thou thine eyes* have comfort

    #he direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd

    #he very virtue of compassion in thee,

    & have with such provision in mine art

    .o safely ordered that there is no soul00

    )o, not so much perdition as an hair

    Betid to any creature in the vessel

    $hich thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink .it down*

    /or thou must now know farther

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    MI#AN$A

    (ou have often

    Begun to tell me what & am, but stopp'd

    1nd left me to a bootless in4uisition,

    +oncluding '.tay: not yet'

    *#OS*E#O

    #he hour's now come*

    #he very minute bids thee ope thine ear*

    bey and be attentive +anst thou remember

    1 time before we came unto this cell?

    & do not think thou canst, for then thou wast not

    ut three years old

    MI#AN$A

    +ertainly, sir, & can

    *#OS*E#O

    By what? by any other house or person?

    f any thing the image tell me that

    Hath kept with thy remembrance

    MI#AN$A

    '#is far off

    1nd rather like a dream than an assurance

    #hat my remembrance warrants Had & not

    /our or five women once that tended me?

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou hadst, and more, "iranda But how is it

    #hat this lives in thy mind? $hat seest thou else

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    &n the dark backward and abysm of time?

    &f thou remember'st aught ere thou camest here,

    How thou camest here thou mayst

    MI#AN$A

    But that & do not

    *#OS*E#O

    #welve year since, "iranda, twelve year since,

    #hy father was the uke of "ilan and

    1 prince of power

    MI#AN$A

    .ir, are not you my father?

    *#OS*E#O

    #hy mother was a piece of virtue, and

    .he said thou wast my daughter* and thy father

    $as uke of "ilan* and thou his only heir

    1nd princess no worse issued

    MI#AN$A

    the heavens!

    $hat foul play had we, that we came from thence?

    r blessed was't we did?

    *#OS*E#O

    Both, both, my girl:

    By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heaved thence,

    But blessedly holp hither

    MI#AN$A

    , my heart bleeds

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    #o think o' the teen that & have turn'd you to,

    $hich is from my remembrance! %lease you, farther

    *#OS*E#O

    "y brother and thy uncle, call'd 1ntonio00

    & pray thee, mark me00that a brother should

    Be so perfidious!00he whom ne-t thyself

    f all the world & loved and to him put

    #he manage of my state* as at that time

    #hrough all the signories it was the first

    1nd %rospero the prime duke, being so reputed

    &n dignity, and for the liberal arts

    $ithout a parallel* those being all my study,

    #he government & cast upon my brother

    1nd to my state grew stranger, being transported

    1nd rapt in secret studies #hy false uncle00

    ost thou attend me?

    MI#AN$A

    .ir, most heedfully

    *#OS*E#O

    Being once perfected how to grant suits,

    How to deny them, who to advance and who

    #o trash for over0topping, new created

    #he creatures that were mine, & say, or changed 'em,

    r else new form'd 'em* having both the key

    f officer and office, set all hearts i' the state

    #o what tune pleased his ear* that now he was

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    #he ivy which had hid my princely trunk,

    1nd suck'd my verdure out on't #hou attend'st not

    MI#AN$A

    , good sir, & do

    *#OS*E#O

    & pray thee, mark me

    &, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated

    #o closeness and the bettering of my mind

    $ith that which, but by being so retired,

    'er0pri3ed all popular rate, in my false brother

    1waked an evil nature* and my trust,

    2ike a good parent, did beget of him

    1 falsehood in its contrary as great

    1s my trust was* which had indeed no limit,

    1 confidence sans bound He being thus lorded,

    )ot only with what my revenue yielded,

    But what my power might else e-act, like one

    $ho having into truth, by telling of it,

    "ade such a sinner of his memory,

    #o credit his own lie, he did believe

    He was indeed the duke* out o' the substitution

    1nd e-ecuting the outward face of royalty,

    $ith all prerogative: hence his ambition growing00

    ost thou hear?

    MI#AN$A

    (our tale, sir, would cure deafness

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    *#OS*E#O

    #o have no screen between this part he play'd

    1nd him he play'd it for, he needs will be

    1bsolute "ilan "e, poor man, my library

    $as dukedom large enough: of temporal royalties

    He thinks me now incapable* confederates00

    .o dry he was for sway00wi' the 5ing of )aples

    #o give him annual tribute, do him homage,

    .ub6ect his coronet to his crown and bend

    #he dukedom yet unbow'd00alas, poor "ilan!00

    #o most ignoble stooping

    MI#AN$A

    the heavens!

    *#OS*E#O

    "ark his condition and the event* then tell me

    &f this might be a brother

    MI#AN$A

    & should sin

    #o think but nobly of my grandmother:

    Good wombs have borne bad sons

    *#OS*E#O

    )ow the condition

    #he 5ing of )aples, being an enemy

    #o me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit*

    $hich was, that he, in lieu o' the premises

    f homage and & know not how much tribute,

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    .hould presently e-tirpate me and mine

    ut of the dukedom and confer fair "ilan

    $ith all the honours on my brother: whereon,

    1 treacherous army levied, one midnight

    /ated to the purpose did 1ntonio open

    #he gates of "ilan, and, i' the dead of darkness,

    #he ministers for the purpose hurried thence

    "e and thy crying self

    MI#AN$A

    1lack, for pity!

    &, not remembering how & cried out then,

    $ill cry it o'er again: it is a hint

    #hat wrings mine eyes to't

    *#OS*E#O

    Hear a little further

    1nd then &'ll bring thee to the present business

    $hich now's upon's* without the which this story

    $ere most impertinent

    MI#AN$A

    $herefore did they not

    #hat hour destroy us?

    *#OS*E#O

    $ell demanded, wench:

    "y tale provokes that 4uestion ear, they durst not,

    .o dear the love my people bore me, nor set

    1 mark so bloody on the business, but

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    $ith colours fairer painted their foul ends

    &n few, they hurried us aboard a bark,

    Bore us some leagues to sea* where they prepared

    1 rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,

    )or tackle, sail, nor mast* the very rats

    &nstinctively had 4uit it: there they hoist us,

    #o cry to the sea that roar'd to us, to sigh

    #o the winds whose pity, sighing back again,

    id us but loving wrong

    MI#AN$A

    1lack, what trouble

    $as & then to you!

    *#OS*E#O

    , a cherubim

    #hou wast that did preserve me #hou didst smile

    &nfused with a fortitude from heaven,

    $hen & have deck'd the sea with drops full salt,

    7nder my burthen groan'd* which raised in me

    1n undergoing stomach, to bear up

    1gainst what should ensue

    MI#AN$A

    How came we ashore?

    *#OS*E#O

    By %rovidence divine

    .ome food we had and some fresh water that

    1 noble )eapolitan, Gon3alo,

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    ut of his charity, being then appointed

    "aster of this design, did give us, with

    8ich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries,

    $hich since have steaded much* so, of his gentleness,

    5nowing & loved my books, he furnish'd me

    /rom mine own library with volumes that

    & pri3e above my dukedom

    "&81)1

    $ould & might

    But ever see that man!

    %8.%8

    )ow & arise:

    #esumes his mantle

    .it still, and hear the last of our sea0sorrow

    Here in this island we arrived* and here

    Have &, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit

    #han other princesses can that have more time

    /or vainer hours and tutors not so careful

    MI#AN$A

    Heavens thank you for't! 1nd now, & pray you, sir,

    /or still 'tis beating in my mind, your reason

    /or raising this sea0storm?

    *#OS*E#O

    5now thus far forth

    By accident most strange, bountiful /ortune,

    )ow my dear lady, hath mine enemies

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    Brought to this shore* and by my prescience

    & find my 3enith doth depend upon

    1 most auspicious star, whose influence

    &f now & court not but omit, my fortunes

    $ill ever after droop Here cease more 4uestions:

    #hou art inclined to sleep* 'tis a good dulness,

    1nd give it way: & know thou canst not choose

    MI#AN$A sleeps

    +ome away, servant, come & am ready now

    1pproach, my 1riel, come

    Enter A#IE

    A#IE

    1ll hail, great master! grave sir, hail! & come

    #o answer thy best pleasure* be't to fly,

    #o swim, to dive into the fire, to ride

    n the curl'd clouds, to thy strong bidding task

    1riel and all his 4uality

    *#OS*E#O

    Hast thou, spirit,

    %erform'd to point the tempest that & bade thee?

    A#IE

    #o every article

    & boarded the king's ship* now on the beak,

    )ow in the waist, the deck, in every cabin,

    & flamed ama3ement: sometime &'ld divide,

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    1nd burn in many places* on the topmast,

    #he yards and bowsprit, would & flame distinctly,

    #hen meet and 6oin 9ove's lightnings, the precursors

    ' the dreadful thunder0claps, more momentary

    1nd sight0outrunning were not* the fire and cracks

    f sulphurous roaring the most mighty )eptune

    .eem to besiege and make his bold waves tremble,

    (ea, his dread trident shake

    *#OS*E#O

    "y brave spirit!

    $ho was so firm, so constant, that this coil

    $ould not infect his reason?

    A#IE

    )ot a soul

    But felt a fever of the mad and play'd

    .ome tricks of desperation 1ll but mariners

    %lunged in the foaming brine and 4uit the vessel,

    #hen all afire with me: the king's son, /erdinand,

    $ith hair up0staring,00then like reeds, not hair,00

    $as the first man that leap'd* cried, 'Hell is empty

    1nd all the devils are here'

    *#OS*E#O

    $hy that's my spirit!

    But was not this nigh shore?

    A#IE

    +lose by, my master

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    *#OS*E#O

    But are they, 1riel, safe?

    A#IE

    )ot a hair perish'd*

    n their sustaining garments not a blemish,

    But fresher than before: and, as thou badest me,

    &n troops & have dispersed them 'bout the isle

    #he king's son have & landed by himself*

    $hom & left cooling of the air with sighs

    &n an odd angle of the isle and sitting,

    His arms in this sad knot

    *#OS*E#O

    f the king's ship

    #he mariners say how thou hast disposed

    1nd all the rest o' the fleet

    A#IE

    .afely in harbour

    &s the king's ship* in the deep nook, where once

    #hou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew

    /rom the still0ve-'d Bermoothes, there she's hid:

    #he mariners all under hatches stow'd*

    $ho, with a charm 6oin'd to their suffer'd labour,

    & have left asleep* and for the rest o' the fleet

    $hich & dispersed, they all have met again

    1nd are upon the "editerranean flote,

    Bound sadly home for )aples,

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    .upposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd

    1nd his great person perish

    *#OS*E#O

    1riel, thy charge

    -actly is perform'd: but there's more work

    $hat is the time o' the day?

    A#IE

    %ast the mid season

    *#OS*E#O

    1t least two glasses #he time 'twi-t si- and now

    "ust by us both be spent most preciously

    A#IE

    &s there more toil? .ince thou dost give me pains,

    2et me remember thee what thou hast promised,

    $hich is not yet perform'd me

    *#OS*E#O

    How now? moody?

    $hat is't thou canst demand?

    A#IE

    "y liberty

    *#OS*E#O

    Before the time be out? no more!

    A#IE

    & prithee,

    8emember & have done thee worthy service*

    #old thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served

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    $ithout or grudge or grumblings: thou didst promise

    #o bate me a full year

    *#OS*E#O

    ost thou forget

    /rom what a torment & did free thee?

    A#IE

    )o

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou dost, and think'st it much to tread the oo3e

    f the salt deep,

    #o run upon the sharp wind of the north,

    #o do me business in the veins o' the earth

    $hen it is baked with frost

    A#IE

    & do not, sir

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot

    #he foul witch .ycora-, who with age and envy

    $as grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her?

    A#IE

    )o, sir

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou hast $here was she born? speak* tell me

    A#IE

    .ir, in 1rgier

    *#OS*E#O

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    , was she so? & must

    nce in a month recount what thou hast been,

    $hich thou forget'st #his damn'd witch .ycora-,

    /or mischiefs manifold and sorceries terrible

    #o enter human hearing, from 1rgier,

    #hou know'st, was banish'd: for one thing she did

    #hey would not take her life &s not this true?

    A#IE

    1y, sir

    *#OS*E#O

    #his blue0eyed hag was hither brought with child

    1nd here was left by the sailors #hou, my slave,

    1s thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant*

    1nd, for thou wast a spirit too delicate

    #o act her earthy and abhorr'd commands,

    8efusing her grand hests, she did confine thee,

    By help of her more potent ministers

    1nd in her most unmitigable rage,

    &nto a cloven pine* within which rift

    &mprison'd thou didst painfully remain

    1 do3en years* within which space she died

    1nd left thee there* where thou didst vent thy groans

    1s fast as mill0wheels strike #hen was this island00

    .ave for the son that she did litter here,

    1 freckled whelp hag0born00not honour'd with

    1 human shape

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    A#IE

    (es, +aliban her son

    *#OS*E#O

    ull thing, & say so* he, that +aliban

    $hom now & keep in service #hou best know'st

    $hat torment & did find thee in* thy groans

    id make wolves howl and penetrate the breasts

    f ever angry bears: it was a torment

    #o lay upon the damn'd, which .ycora-

    +ould not again undo: it was mine art,

    $hen & arrived and heard thee, that made gape

    #he pine and let thee out

    A#IE

    & thank thee, master

    *#OS*E#O

    &f thou more murmur'st, & will rend an oak

    1nd peg thee in his knotty entrails till

    #hou hast howl'd away twelve winters

    A#IE

    %ardon, master*

    & will be correspondent to command

    1nd do my spiriting gently

    *#OS*E#O

    o so, and after two days

    & will discharge thee

    A#IE

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    #hat's my noble master!

    $hat shall & do? say what* what shall & do?

    *#OS*E#O

    Go make thyself like a nymph o' the sea: be sub6ect

    #o no sight but thine and mine, invisible

    #o every eyeball else Go take this shape

    1nd hither come in't: go, hence with diligence!

    Exit A#IE

    1wake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well* 1wake!

    MI#AN$A

    #he strangeness of your story put

    Heaviness in me

    *#OS*E#O

    .hake it off +ome on*

    $e'll visit +aliban my slave, who never

    (ields us kind answer

    MI#AN$A

    '#is a villain, sir,

    & do not love to look on

    *#OS*E#O

    But, as 'tis,

    $e cannot miss him: he does make our fire,

    /etch in our wood and serves in offices

    #hat profit us $hat, ho! slave! +aliban!

    #hou earth, thou! speak

    CAIBAN

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    $ithin; #here's wood enough within

    *#OS*E#O

    +ome forth, & say! there's other business for thee:

    +ome, thou tortoise! when?

    #e'enter A#IE li,e a water'n)mph

    /ine apparition! "y 4uaint 1riel,

    Hark in thine ear

    A#IE

    "y lord it shall be done

    Exit

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself

    7pon thy wicked dam, come forth!

    Enter CAIBAN

    CAIBAN

    1s wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd

    $ith raven's feather from unwholesome fen

    rop on you both! a south0west blow on ye

    1nd blister you all o'er!

    *#OS*E#O

    /or this, be sure, to0night thou shalt have cramps,

    .ide0stitches that shall pen thy breath up* urchins

    .hall, for that vast of night that they may work,

    1ll e-ercise on thee* thou shalt be pinch'd

    1s thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging

    #han bees that made 'em

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    CAIBAN

    & must eat my dinner

    #his island's mine, by .ycora- my mother,

    $hich thou takest from me $hen thou camest first,

    #hou strokedst me and madest much of me, wouldst give me

    $ater with berries in't, and teach me how

    #o name the bigger light, and how the less,

    #hat burn by day and night: and then & loved thee

    1nd show'd thee all the 4ualities o' the isle,

    #he fresh springs, brine0pits, barren place and fertile:

    +ursed be & that did so! 1ll the charms

    f .ycora-, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!

    /or & am all the sub6ects that you have,

    $hich first was mine own king: and here you sty me

    &n this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me

    #he rest o' the island

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou most lying slave,

    $hom stripes may move, not kindness! & have used thee,

    /ilth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee

    &n mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate

    #he honour of my child

    CAIBAN

    ho, ho! would't had been done!

    #hou didst prevent me* & had peopled else

    #his isle with +alibans

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    *#OS*E#O

    1bhorred slave,

    $hich any print of goodness wilt not take,

    Being capable of all ill! & pitied thee,

    #ook pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour

    ne thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,

    5now thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like

    1 thing most brutish, & endow'd thy purposes

    $ith words that made them known But thy vile race,

    #hough thou didst learn, had that in't which

    good natures

    +ould not abide to be with* therefore wast thou

    eservedly confined into this rock,

    $ho hadst deserved more than a prison

    CAIBAN

    (ou taught me language* and my profit on't

    &s, & know how to curse #he red plague rid you

    /or learning me your language!

    *#OS*E#O

    Hag0seed, hence!

    /etch us in fuel* and be 4uick, thou'rt best,

    #o answer other business .hrug'st thou, malice?

    &f thou neglect'st or dost unwillingly

    $hat & command, &'ll rack thee with old cramps,

    /ill all thy bones with aches, make thee roar

    #hat beasts shall tremble at thy din

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    CAIBAN

    )o, pray thee

    1side

    & must obey: his art is of such power,

    &t would control my dam's god, .etebos,

    and make a vassal of him

    *#OS*E#O

    .o, slave* hence!

    Exit CAIBAN

    #e'enter A#IE! in-isile! pla)ing and singing/ "E#$INAN$ following

    A#IE+S song.

    +ome unto these yellow sands,

    1nd then take hands:

    +ourtsied when you have and kiss'd

    #he wild waves whist,

    /oot it featly here and there*

    1nd, sweet sprites, the burthen bear

    Hark, hark!

    Burthen dispersedly, within

    #he watch0dogs bark!

    Burthen Bow0wow

    Hark, hark! & hear

    #he strain of strutting chanticleer

    +ry, +ock0a0diddle0dow

    "E#$INAN$

    $here should this music be? i' the air or the earth?

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    &t sounds no more: and sure, it waits upon

    .ome god o' the island .itting on a bank,

    $eeping again the king my father's wreck,

    #his music crept by me upon the waters,

    1llaying both their fury and my passion

    $ith its sweet air: thence & have follow'd it,

    r it hath drawn me rather But 'tis gone

    )o, it begins again

    A#IE sings

    /ull fathom five thy father lies*

    f his bones are coral made*

    #hose are pearls that were his eyes:

    )othing of him that doth fade

    But doth suffer a sea0change

    &nto something rich and strange

    .ea0nymphs hourly ring his knell

    Burthen ing0dong

    Hark! now & hear them,00ing0dong, bell

    "E#$INAN$

    #he ditty does remember my drown'd father

    #his is no mortal business, nor no sound

    #hat the earth owes & hear it now above me

    *#OS*E#O

    #he fringed curtains of thine eye advance

    1nd say what thou seest yond

    MI#AN$A

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    $hat is't? a spirit?

    2ord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir,

    &t carries a brave form But 'tis a spirit

    *#OS*E#O

    )o, wench* it eats and sleeps and hath such senses

    1s we have, such #his gallant which thou seest

    $as in the wreck* and, but he's something stain'd

    $ith grief that's beauty's canker, thou mightst call him

    1 goodly person: he hath lost his fellows

    1nd strays about to find 'em

    MI#AN$A

    & might call him

    1 thing divine, for nothing natural

    & ever saw so noble

    *#OS*E#O

    1side; &t goes on, & see,

    1s my soul prompts it .pirit, fine spirit! &'ll free thee

    $ithin two days for this

    "E#$INAN$

    "ost sure, the goddess

    n whom these airs attend!

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    MI#AN$A

    )o wonder, sir*

    But certainly a maid

    "E#$INAN$

    "y language! heavens!

    & am the best of them that speak this speech,

    $ere & but where 'tis spoken

    *#OS*E#O

    How? the best?

    $hat wert thou, if the 5ing of )aples heard thee?

    "E#$INAN$

    1 single thing, as & am now, that wonders

    #o hear thee speak of )aples He does hear me*

    1nd that he does & weep: myself am )aples,

    $ho with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld

    #he king my father wreck'd

    MI#AN$A

    1lack, for mercy!

    "E#$INAN$

    (es, faith, and all his lords* the uke of "ilan

    1nd his brave son being twain

    *#OS*E#O

    1side; #he uke of "ilan

    1nd his more braver daughter could control thee,

    &f now 'twere fit to do't 1t the first sight

    #hey have changed eyes elicate 1riel,

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    &'ll set thee free for this

    To "E#$INAN$

    1 word, good sir*

    & fear you have done yourself some wrong: a word

    MI#AN$A

    $hy speaks my father so ungently? #his

    &s the third man that e'er & saw, the first

    #hat e'er & sigh'd for: pity move my father

    #o be inclined my way!

    "E#$INAN$

    , if a virgin,

    1nd your affection not gone forth, &'ll make you

    #he 4ueen of )aples

    *#OS*E#O

    .oft, sir! one word more

    Aside

    #hey are both in either's powers* but this swift business

    & must uneasy make, lest too light winning

    "ake the pri3e light

    To "E#$INAN$

    ne word more* & charge thee

    #hat thou attend me: thou dost here usurp

    #he name thou owest not* and hast put thyself

    7pon this island as a spy, to win it

    /rom me, the lord on't

    "E#$INAN$

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    )o, as & am a man

    MI#AN$A

    #here's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:

    &f the ill spirit have so fair a house,

    Good things will strive to dwell with't

    *#OS*E#O

    /ollow me

    .peak not you for him* he's a traitor +ome*

    &'ll manacle thy neck and feet together:

    .ea0water shalt thou drink* thy food shall be

    #he fresh0brook muscles, wither'd roots and husks

    $herein the acorn cradled /ollow

    "E#$INAN$

    )o*

    & will resist such entertainment till

    "ine enemy has more power

    raws, and is charmed from moving

    MI#AN$A

    dear father,

    "ake not too rash a trial of him, for

    He's gentle and not fearful

    *#OS*E#O

    $hat? & say,

    "y foot my tutor? %ut thy sword up, traitor*

    $ho makest a show but darest not strike, thy conscience

    &s so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward,

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    /or & can here disarm thee with this stick

    1nd make thy weapon drop

    MI#AN$A

    Beseech you, father

    *#OS*E#O

    Hence! hang not on my garments

    MI#AN$A

    .ir, have pity*

    &'ll be his surety

    *#OS*E#O

    .ilence! one word more

    .hall make me chide thee, if not hate thee $hat!

    1n advocate for an imposter! hush!

    #hou think'st there is no more such shapes as he,

    Having seen but him and +aliban: foolish wench!

    #o the most of men this is a +aliban

    1nd they to him are angels

    MI#AN$A

    "y affections

    1re then most humble* & have no ambition

    #o see a goodlier man

    *#OS*E#O

    +ome on* obey:

    #hy nerves are in their infancy again

    1nd have no vigour in them

    "E#$INAN$

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    .o they are*

    "y spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up

    "y father's loss, the weakness which & feel,

    #he wreck of all my friends, nor this man's threats,

    #o whom & am subdued, are but light to me,

    "ight & but through my prison once a day

    Behold this maid: all corners else o' the earth

    2et liberty make use of* space enough

    Have & in such a prison

    *#OS*E#O

    1side; &t works

    To "E#$INAN$

    +ome on

    #hou hast done well, fine 1riel!

    To "E#$INAN$

    /ollow me

    To A#IE

    Hark what thou else shalt do me

    MI#AN$A

    Be of comfort*

    "y father's of a better nature, sir,

    #han he appears by speech: this is unwonted

    $hich now came from him

    *#OS*E#O

    #hou shalt be free

    1s mountain winds: but then e-actly do

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    1ll points of my command

    A#IE

    #o the syllable

    *#OS*E#O

    +ome, follow .peak not for him

    Exeunt

    SCENE II. Another part of the island.

    Enter CAIBAN with a urden of wood. A noise of thunder heard.

    CAIBAN

    1ll the infections that the sun sucks up

    /rom bogs, fens, flats, on %rosper fall and make him

    By inch0meal a disease! His spirits hear me

    1nd yet & needs must curse But they'll nor pinch,

    /right me with urchin00shows, pitch me i' the mire,

    )or lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark

    ut of my way, unless he bid 'em* but

    /or every trifle are they set upon me*

    .ometime like apes that mow and chatter at me

    1nd after bite me, then like hedgehogs which

    2ie tumbling in my barefoot way and mount

    #heir pricks at my footfall* sometime am &

    1ll wound with adders who with cloven tongues

    o hiss me into madness

    Enter T#INC0O

    2o, now, lo!

    Here comes a spirit of his, and to torment me

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    /or bringing wood in slowly &'ll fall flat*

    %erchance he will not mind me

    T#INC0O

    Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off

    any weather at all, and another storm brewing*

    & hear it sing i' the wind: yond same black

    cloud, yond huge one, looks like a foul

    bombard that would shed his li4uor &f it

    should thunder as it did before, & know not

    where to hide my head: yond same cloud cannot

    choose but fall by pailfuls $hat have we

    here? a man or a fish? dead or alive? 1 fish:

    he smells like a fish* a very ancient and fish0

    like smell* a kind of not of the newest %oor0

    9ohn 1 strange fish! $ere & in ngland now,

    as once & was, and had but this fish painted,

    not a holiday fool there but would give a piece

    of silver: there would this monster make a

    man* any strange beast there makes a man:

    when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame

    beggar, they will la3y out ten to see a dead

    &ndian 2egged like a man and his fins like

    arms! $arm o' my troth! & do now let loose

    my opinion* hold it no longer: this is no fish,

    but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a

    thunderbolt

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    Thunder

    1las, the storm is come again! my best way is to

    creep under his gaberdine* there is no other

    shelter hereabouts: misery ac4uaints a man with

    strange bed0fellows & will here shroud till the

    dregs of the storm be past

    Enter STE*1ANO! singing: a ottle in his hand

    STE*1ANO

    & shall no more to sea, to sea,

    Here shall & die ashore00

    #his is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's

    funeral: well, here's my comfort

    $rin,s! Sings

    #he master, the swabber, the boatswain and &,

    #he gunner and his mate

    2oved "all, "eg and "arian and "argery,

    But none of us cared for 5ate*

    /or she had a tongue with a tang,

    $ould cry to a sailor, Go hang!

    .he loved not the savour of tar nor of pitch,

    (et a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch:

    #hen to sea, boys, and let her go hang!

    #his is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort

    $rin,s

    CAIBAN

    o not torment me, prithee* &'ll bring my wood home faster

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    STE*1ANO

    How didst thou 'scape? How camest thou hither?

    swear by this bottle how thou camest hither &

    escaped upon a butt of sack which the sailors

    heaved o'erboard, by this bottle* which & made of

    the bark of a tree with mine own hands since & was

    cast ashore

    CAIBAN

    &'ll swear upon that bottle to be thy true sub6ect*

    for the li4uor is not earthly

    STE*1ANO

    +ome, drink thee

    CAIBAN

    &'ll show thee the best springs* &'ll pluck thee berries*

    &'ll fish for thee and get thee wood enough

    1 plague upon the tyrant that & serve!

    &'ll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,

    #hou wondrous man

    STE*1ANO

    brave monster! 2ead the way

    Exeunt

    ACT III

    SCENE I. Before *#OS*E#O+S Cell.

    Enter "E#$INAN$! earing a log

    "E#$INAN$

    #here be some sports are painful, and their labour

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    elight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness

    1re nobly undergone and most poor matters

    %oint to rich ends #his my mean task

    $ould be as heavy to me as odious, but

    #he mistress which & serve 4uickens what's dead

    1nd makes my labours pleasures: , she is

    #en times more gentle than her father's crabbed,

    1nd he's composed of harshness & must remove

    .ome thousands of these logs and pile them up,

    7pon a sore in6unction: my sweet mistress

    $eeps when she sees me work, and says, such baseness

    Had never like e-ecutor & forget:

    But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my labours,

    "ost busy lest, when & do it

    Enter MI#AN$A/ and *#OS*E#O at a distan(e! unseen

    MI#AN$A

    1las, now, pray you,

    $ork not so hard: & would the lightning had

    Burnt up those logs that you are en6oin'd to pile!

    %ray, set it down and rest you: when this burns,

    '#will weep for having wearied you "y father

    &s hard at study* pray now, rest yourself*

    He's safe for these three hours

    "E#$INAN$

    most dear mistress,

    #he sun will set before & shall discharge

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    $hat & must strive to do

    MI#AN$A

    &f you'll sit down,

    &'ll bear your logs the while: pray, give me that*

    &'ll carry it to the pile

    "E#$INAN$

    )o, precious creature*

    & had rather crack my sinews, break my back,

    #han you should such dishonour undergo,

    $hile & sit la3y by

    MI#AN$A

    &t would become me

    1s well as it does you: and & should do it

    $ith much more ease* for my good will is to it,

    1nd yours it is against

    *#OS*E#O

    %oor worm, thou art infected!

    #his visitation shows it

    MI#AN$A

    (ou look wearily

    "E#$INAN$

    )o, noble mistress*'tis fresh morning with me

    $hen you are by at night & do beseech you00

    +hiefly that & might set it in my prayers00

    $hat is your name?

    MI#AN$A

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    "iranda00 my father,

    & have broke your hest to say so!

    "E#$INAN$

    1dmired "iranda!

    &ndeed the top of admiration! worth

    $hat's dearest to the world! /ull many a lady

    & have eyed with best regard and many a time

    #he harmony of their tongues hath into bondage

    Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues

    Have & liked several women* never any

    $ith so fun soul, but some defect in her

    id 4uarrel with the noblest grace she owed

    1nd put it to the foil: but you, you,

    .o perfect and so peerless, are created

    f every creature's best!

    MI#AN$A

    & do not know

    ne of my se-* no woman's face remember,

    .ave, from my glass, mine own* nor have & seen

    "ore that & may call men than you, good friend,

    1nd my dear father: how features are abroad,

    & am skilless of* but, by my modesty,

    #he 6ewel in my dower, & would not wish

    1ny companion in the world but you,

    )or can imagination form a shape,

    Besides yourself, to like of But & prattle

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    .omething too wildly and my father's precepts

    & therein do forget

    "E#$INAN$

    & am in my condition

    1 prince, "iranda* & do think, a king*

    & would, not so!00and would no more endure

    #his wooden slavery than to suffer

    #he flesh0fly blow my mouth Hear my soul speak:

    #he very instant that & saw you, did

    "y heart fly to your service* there resides,

    #o make me slave to it* and for your sake

    1m & this patient log00man

    MI#AN$A

    o you love me?

    "E#$INAN$

    heaven, earth, bear witness to this sound

    1nd crown what & profess with kind event

    &f & speak true! if hollowly, invert

    $hat best is boded me to mischief! &

    Beyond all limit of what else i' the world

    o love, pri3e, honour you

    MI#AN$A

    & am a fool

    #o weep at what & am glad of

    *#OS*E#O

    /air encounter

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    f two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace

    n that which breeds between 'em!

    "E#$INAN$

    $herefore weep you?

    MI#AN$A

    1t mine unworthiness that dare not offer

    $hat & desire to give, and much less take

    $hat & shall die to want But this is trifling*

    1nd all the more it seeks to hide itself,

    #he bigger bulk it shows Hence, bashful cunning!

    1nd prompt me, plain and holy innocence!

    & am your wife, if you will marry me*

    &f not, &'ll die your maid: to be your fellow

    (ou may deny me* but &'ll be your servant,

    $hether you will or no

    "E#$INAN$

    "y mistress, dearest*

    1nd & thus humble ever

    MI#AN$A

    "y husband, then?

    "E#$INAN$

    1y, with a heart as willing

    1s bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand

    MI#AN$A

    1nd mine, with my heart in't* and now farewell

    #ill half an hour hence

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    "E#$INAN$

    1 thousand thousand!

    Exeunt "E#$INAN$ and MI#AN$A se-erall)

    *#OS*E#O

    .o glad of this as they & cannot be,

    $ho are surprised withal* but my re6oicing

    1t nothing can be more &'ll to my book,

    /or yet ere supper0time must & perform

    "uch business appertaining

    Exit

    ACT 2

    SCENE I. Before *#OS*E#O+S (ell.

    Enter *#OS*E#O in his magi( roes! and A#IE

    *#OS*E#O

    )ow does my pro6ect gather to a head:

    "y charms crack not* my spirits obey* and time

    Goes upright with his carriage How's the day?

    A#IE

    n the si-th hour* at which time, my lord,

    (ou said our work should cease

    *#OS*E#O

    & did say so,

    $hen first & raised the tempest .ay, my spirit,

    How fares the king and's followers?

    A#IE

    +onfined together

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    &n the same fashion as you gave in charge,

    9ust as you left them* all prisoners, sir,

    &n the line0grove which weather0fends your cell*

    #hey cannot budge till your release #he king,

    His brother and yours, abide all three distracted

    1nd the remainder mourning over them,

    Brimful of sorrow and dismay* but chiefly

    Him that you term'd, sir, '#he good old lord Gon3alo*'

    His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops

    /rom eaves of reeds (our charm so strongly works 'em

    #hat if you now beheld them, your affections

    $ould become tender

    *#OS*E#O

    ost thou think so, spirit?

    A#IE

    "ine would, sir, were & human

    *#OS*E#O

    1nd mine shall

    Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling

    f their afflictions, and shall not myself,

    ne of their kind, that relish all as sharply,

    %assion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art?

    #hough with their high wrongs & am struck to the 4uick,

    (et with my nobler reason 'gaitist my fury

    o & take part: the rarer action is

    &n virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent,

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    #he sole drift of my purpose doth e-tend

    )ot a frown further Go release them, 1riel:

    "y charms &'ll break, their senses &'ll restore,

    1nd they shall be themselves

    A#IE

    &'ll fetch them, sir

    Exit

    *#OS*E#O

    (e elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves,

    1nd ye that on the sands with printless foot

    o chase the ebbing )eptune and do fly him

    $hen he comes back* you demi0puppets that

    By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make,

    $hereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime

    &s to make midnight mushrooms, that re6oice

    #o hear the solemn curfew* by whose aid,

    $eak masters though ye be, & have bedimm'd

    #he noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,

    1nd 'twi-t the green sea and the a3ured vault

    .et roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder

    Have & given fire and rifted 9ove's stout oak

    $ith his own bolt* the strong0based promontory

    Have & made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up

    #he pine and cedar: graves at my command

    Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth

    By my so potent art But this rough magic

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    & here ab6ure, and, when & have re4uired

    .ome heavenly music, which even now & do,

    #o work mine end upon their senses that

    #his airy charm is for, &'ll break my staff,

    Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,

    1nd deeper than did ever plummet sound

    &'ll drown my book

    Solemn musi(

    #e'enter A#IE efore: then AONSO! with a franti( gesture!

    attended ) %ON&AO/ SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in li,e manner!

    attended ) A$#IAN and "#ANCISCO the) all enter the (ir(le whi(h*#OS*E#O had made! and there stand (harmed/ whi(h *#OS*E#O

    oser-ing! spea,s:

    *#OS*E#O

    1 solemn air and the best comforter

    #o an unsettled fancy cure thy brains,

    )ow useless, boil'd within thy skull! #here stand,

    /or you are spell0stopp'd

    Holy Gon3alo, honourable man,

    "ine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine,

    /all fellowly drops #he charm dissolves apace,

    1nd as the morning steals upon the night,

    "elting the darkness, so their rising senses

    Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle

    #heir clearer reason good Gon3alo,

    "y true preserver, and a loyal sir

    #o him you follow'st! & will pay thy graces

    Home both in word and deed "ost cruelly

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    idst thou, 1lonso, use me and my daughter:

    #hy brother was a furtherer in the act

    #hou art pinch'd fort now, .ebastian /lesh and blood,

    (ou, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,

    -pell'd remorse and nature* who, with .ebastian,

    $hose inward pinches therefore are most strong,

    $ould here have kill'd your king* & do forgive thee,

    7nnatural though thou art #heir understanding

    Begins to swell, and the approaching tide

    $ill shortly fill the reasonable shore

    #hat now lies foul and muddy )ot one of them

    #hat yet looks on me, or would know me 1riel,

    /etch me the hat and rapier in my cell:

    & will discase me, and myself present

    1s & was sometime "ilan: 4uickly, spirit*

    #hou shalt ere long be free

    A#IE sings and helps to attire him

    $here the bee sucks there suck &:

    &n a cowslip's bell & lie*

    #here & couch when owls do cry

    n the bat's back & do fly

    1fter summer merrily

    "errily, merrily shall & live now

    7nder the blossom that hangs on the bough

    *#OS*E#O

    $hy, that's my dainty 1riel! & shall miss thee:

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    But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so

    #o the king's ship, invisible as thou art:

    #here shalt thou find the mariners asleep

    7nder the hatches* the master and the boatswain

    Being awake, enforce them to this place,

    1nd presently, & prithee

    A#IE

    & drink the air before me, and return

    r ere your pulse twice beat

    Exit

    %ON&AO

    1ll torment, trouble, wonder and ama3ement

    &nhabits here: some heavenly power guide us

    ut of this fearful country!

    *#OS*E#O

    Behold, sir king,

    #he wronged uke of "ilan, %rospero:

    /or more assurance that a living prince

    oes now speak to thee, & embrace thy body*

    1nd to thee and thy company & bid

    1 hearty welcome

    AONSO

    $hether thou best he or no,

    r some enchanted trifle to abuse me,

    1s late & have been, & not know: thy pulse

    Beats as of flesh and blood* and, since & saw thee,

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    #he affliction of my mind amends, with which,

    & fear, a madness held me: this must crave,

    1n if this be at all, a most strange story

    #hy dukedom & resign and do entreat

    #hou pardon me my wrongs But how should %rospero

    Be living and be here?

    *#OS*E#O

    /irst, noble friend,

    2et me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot

    Be measured or confined

    %ON&AO

    $hether this be

    r be not, &'ll not swear

    *#OS*E#O

    (ou do yet taste

    .ome subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you

    Believe things certain $elcome, my friends all!

    Aside to SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO

    But you, my brace of lords, were & so minded,

    & here could pluck his highness' frown upon you

    1nd 6ustify you traitors: at this time

    & will tell no tales

    SEBASTIAN

    1side; #he devil speaks in him

    *#OS*E#O

    )o

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    /or you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother

    $ould even infect my mouth, & do forgive

    #hy rankest fault* all of them* and re4uire

    "y dukedom of thee, which perforce, & know,

    #hou must restore

    AONSO

    &f thou be'st %rospero,

    Give us particulars of thy preservation*

    How thou hast met us here, who three hours since

    $ere wreck'd upon this shore* where & have lost00

    How sharp the point of this remembrance is!00

    "y dear son /erdinand

    *#OS*E#O

    & am woe for't, sir

    12).

    Irreparale is the loss! and patien(e

    .ays it is past her cure

    *#OS*E#O

    & rather think

    (ou have not sought her help, of whose soft grace

    /or the like loss & have her sovereign aid

    1nd rest myself content

    AONSO

    (ou the like loss!

    *#OS*E#O

    1s great to me as late* and, supportable

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    #o make the dear loss, have & means much weaker

    #han you may call to comfort you, for &

    Have lost my daughter

    AONSO

    1 daughter?

    heavens, that they were living both in )aples,

    #he king and 4ueen there! that they were, & wish

    "yself were mudded in that oo3y bed

    $here my son lies $hen did you lose your daughter?

    *#OS*E#O

    &n this last tempest & perceive these lords

    1t this encounter do so much admire

    #hat they devour their reason and scarce think

    #heir eyes do offices of truth, their words

    1re natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have

    Been 6ustled from your senses, know for certain

    #hat & am %rospero and that very duke

    $hich was thrust forth of "ilan, who most strangely

    7pon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed,

    #o be the lord on't )o more yet of this*

    /or 'tis a chronicle of day by day,

    )ot a relation for a breakfast nor

    Befitting this first meeting $elcome, sir*

    #his cell's my court: here have & few attendants

    1nd sub6ects none abroad: pray you, look in

    "y dukedom since you have given me again,

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    & will re4uite you with as good a thing*

    1t least bring forth a wonder, to content ye

    1s much as me my dukedom

    1ere *#OS*E#O dis(o-ers "E#$INAN$ and MI#AN$A pla)ing at(hess

    MI#AN$A

    .weet lord, you play me false

    "E#$INAN$

    )o, my dear'st love,

    & would not for the world

    MI#AN$A

    (es, for a score of kingdoms you should wrangle,

    1nd & would call it, fair play

    AONSO

    &f this prove

    1 vision of the &sland, one dear son

    .hall & twice lose

    SEBASTIAN

    1 most high miracle!

    "E#$INAN$

    #hough the seas threaten, they are merciful*

    & have cursed them without cause

    3neels

    AONSO

    )ow all the blessings

    f a glad father compass thee about!

    1rise, and say how thou camest here

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    MI#AN$A

    , wonder!

    How many goodly creatures are there here!

    How beauteous mankind is! brave new world,

    #hat has such people in't!

    *#OS*E#O

    '#is new to thee

    AONSO

    $hat is this maid with whom thou wast at play?

    (our eld'st ac4uaintance cannot be three hours:

    &s she the goddess that hath sever'd us,

    1nd brought us thus together?

    "E#$INAN$

    .ir, she is mortal*

    But by immortal %rovidence she's mine:

    & chose her when & could not ask my father

    /or his advice, nor thought & had one .he

    &s daughter to this famous uke of "ilan,

    f whom so often & have heard renown,

    But never saw before* of whom & have

    8eceived a second life* and second father

    #his lady makes him to me

    AONSO

    & am hers:

    But, , how oddly will it sound that &

    "ust ask my child forgiveness!

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    *#OS*E#O

    #here, sir, stop:

    2et us not burthen our remembrance with

    1 heaviness that's gone

    %ON&AO

    & have inly wept,

    r should have spoke ere this 2ook down, you god,

    1nd on this couple drop a blessed crown!

    /or it is you that have chalk'd forth the way

    $hich brought us hither

    AONSO

    & say, 1men, Gon3alo!

    %ON&AO

    $as "ilan thrust from "ilan, that his issue

    .hould become kings of )aples? , re6oice

    Beyond a common 6oy, and set it down

    $ith gold on lasting pillars: &n one voyage

    id +laribel her husband find at #unis,

    1nd /erdinand, her brother, found a wife

    $here he himself was lost, %rospero his dukedom

    &n a poor isle and all of us ourselves

    $hen no man was his own

    AONSO

    4To "E#$INAN$ and MI#AN$A5 Give me your hands:

    2et grief and sorrow still embrace his heart

    #hat doth not wish you 6oy!

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    %ON&AO

    Be it so! 1men!

    #e'enter A#IE! with the Master and Boatswain ama6edl) following

    , look, sir, look, sir! here is more of us:

    & prophesied, if a gallows were on land,

    #his fellow could not drown )ow, blasphemy,

    #hat swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore?

    Hast thou no mouth by land? $hat is the news?

    Boatswain

    #he best news is, that we have safely found

    ur king and company* the ne-t, our ship00

    $hich, but three glasses since, we gave out split00

    &s tight and yare and bravely rigg'd as when

    $e first put out to sea

    A#IE

    1side to %8.%8; .ir, all this service

    Have & done since & went

    *#OS*E#O

    1side to 18&2; "y tricksy spirit!

    AONSO

    #hese are not natural events* they strengthen

    /rom strange to stranger .ay, how came you hither?

    Boatswain

    &f & did think, sir, & were well awake,

    &'ld strive to tell you $e were dead of sleep,

    1nd00how we know not00all clapp'd under hatches*

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    $here but even now with strange and several noises

    f roaring, shrieking, howling, 6ingling chains,

    1nd more diversity of sounds, all horrible,

    $e were awaked* straightway, at liberty*

    $here we, in all her trim, freshly beheld

    ur royal, good and gallant ship, our master

    +apering to eye her: on a trice, so please you,

    ven in a dream, were we divided from them

    1nd were brought moping hither

    A#IE

    1side to %8.%8; $as't well done?

    *#OS*E#O

    1side to 18&2; Bravely, my diligence #hou shalt be free

    AONSO

    #his is as strange a ma3e as e'er men trod

    1nd there is in this business more than nature

    $as ever conduct of: some oracle

    "ust rectify our knowledge

    *#OS*E#O

    .ir, my liege,

    o not infest your mind with beating on

    #he strangeness of this business* at pick'd leisure

    $hich shall be shortly, single &'ll resolve you,

    $hich to you shall seem probable, of every

    #hese happen'd accidents* till when, be cheerful

    1nd think of each thing well

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    Aside to A#IE

    +ome hither, spirit:

    .et +aliban and his companions free*

    7ntie the spell

    Exit A#IE

    How fares my gracious sir?

    #here are yet missing of your company

    .ome few odd lads that you remember not

    #e'enter A#IE! dri-ing in CAIBAN! STE*1ANO and T#INC0O! in

    their stolen apparel

    STE*1ANO

    very man shift for all the rest, and

    let no man take care for himself* for all is

    but fortune +oragio, bully0monster, coragio!

    T#INC0O

    &f these be true spies which & wear in my head,

    here's a goodly sight

    CAIBAN

    .etebos, these be brave spirits indeed!

    How fine my master is! & am afraid

    He will chastise me

    SEBASTIAN

    Ha, ha!

    $hat things are these, my lord 1ntonio?

    $ill money buy 'em?

    ANTONIO

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    &s a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable

    *#OS*E#O

    "ark but the badges of these men, my lords,

    #hen say if they be true #his mis0shapen knave,

    His mother was a witch, and one so strong

    #hat could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,

    1nd deal in her command without her power

    #hese three have robb'd me* and this demi0devil00

    /or he's a bastard one00had plotted with them

    #o take my life #wo of these fellows you

    "ust know and own* this thing of darkness!

    1cknowledge mine

    CAIBAN

    & shall be pinch'd to death

    AONSO

    &s not this .tephano, my drunken butler?

    SEBASTIAN

    He is drunk now: where had he wine?

    AONSO

    1nd #rinculo is reeling ripe: where should they

    /ind this grand li4uor that hath gilded 'em?

    How camest thou in this pickle?

    T#INC0O

    & have been in such a pickle since &

    saw you last that, & fear me, will never out of

    my bones: & shall not fear fly0blowing

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    SEBASTIAN

    $hy, how now, .tephano!

    STE*1ANO

    , touch me not* & am not .tephano, but a cramp

    *#OS*E#O

    (ou'ld be king o' the isle, sirrah?

    STE*1ANO

    & should have been a sore one then

    AONSO

    #his is a strange thing as e'er & look'd on

    %ointing to +aliban

    *#OS*E#O

    He is as disproportion'd in his manners

    1s in his shape Go, sirrah, to my cell*

    #ake with you your companions* as you look

    #o have my pardon, trim it handsomely

    CAIBAN

    1y, that & will* and &'ll be wise hereafter

    1nd seek for grace $hat a thrice0double ass

    $as &, to take this drunkard for a god

    1nd worship this dull fool!

    *#OS*E#O

    Go to* away!

    AONSO

    Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it

    SEBASTIAN

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    r stole it, rather

    Exeunt CAIBAN! STE*1ANO! and T#INC0O

    *#OS*E#O

    .ir, & invite your highness and your train

    #o my poor cell, where you shall take your rest

    /or this one night* which, part of it, &'ll waste

    $ith such discourse as, & not doubt, shall make it

    Go 4uick away* the story of my life

    1nd the particular accidents gone by

    .ince & came to this isle: and in the morn

    &'ll bring you to your ship and so to )aples,

    $here & have hope to see the nuptial

    f these our dear0beloved solemni3ed*

    1nd thence retire me to my "ilan, where

    very third thought shall be my grave

    AONSO

    & long

    #o hear the story of your life, which must

    #ake the ear strangely

    *#OS*E#O

    &'ll deliver all*

    1nd promise you calm seas, auspicious gales

    1nd sail so e-peditious that shall catch

    (our royal fleet far off

    Aside to A#IE

    "y 1riel, chick,

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    #hat is thy charge: then to the elements

    Be free, and fare thou well! %lease you, draw near

    Exeunt

    E*IO%0E

    S*O3EN B7 *#OS*E#O

    )ow my charms are all o'erthrown,

    1nd what strength & have's mine own,

    $hich is most faint: now, 'tis true,

    & must be here confined by you,

    r sent to )aples 2et me not,

    .ince & have my dukedom got

    1nd pardon'd the deceiver, dwell

    &n this bare island by your spell*

    But release me from my bands

    $ith the help of your good hands:

    Gentle breath of yours my sails

    "ust fill, or else my pro6ect fails,

    $hich was to please )ow & want

    .pirits to enforce, art to enchant,

    1nd my ending is despair,

    7nless & be relieved by prayer,

    $hich pierces so that it assaults

    "ercy itself and frees all faults

    1 f i ld d 'd b