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This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Pro. Thou most lying slave, Whom stripes may move, not kindness: I have
used thee, Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodged
thee In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child.
Cal. O ho, O ho!-'would it had been done!
Pro. Abhorred slave;
race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good
Cal. You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid * you, For learning me your language!
Pro. Hag-seed, hence! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, thou wert best, To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice? If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly
What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps;
Cal. No, 'pray thee!-
(Exit Caliban. Re-enter Ariel invisible, playing and singing ; FER
DINAND following him.
And then take hands :
(The wild waves whist,* )
Hark, hark !
[dispersedly. Hark, hark! I hear The strain of strutting chanticlere,
Of his bones are coral made;
Nothing of him that doth fade,
* Still, silent.
Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father:This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes :*I hear it now above me.
Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And say,
what thou seest yond'. Mira. What is't? a spirit. Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, Sir, It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirit. Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath
such senses As we have, such: this gallant which thou seest, Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'd With grief, that's beauty's canker, thuu might'st
Mira. I might call him
(Aside. As my soul prompts it:-Spirit, fine spirit, I'll free Within two days for this.
[thee Fer. Most sure, the goddess On whom these airs attend ! Vouchsafe, my prayer May know, if you remain upon this island; And that you will some good instruction give, How I may bear me here: my prime request, Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! If you be maid, or no?
Mira. No, wonder, Sir;
Fer. My language! heavens ! -
Pro. How! the best?
Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders
Mira. Alack, for mercy!
Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of And his brave son, being twain.
(Milan, Pro. The duke of Milan, And his more braver danghter, could + thee, If now 'twere fit to do't. At the first sight (Aside
They have changed eyes:-Delicate Ariel.
Mira. Why speaks ny father so ungently? This
Fer. 0, if a virgin,
Pro. Soft, Sir; one word more
ness I must uneasy make, lest tvo light winning (Aside. Make the prize light.-One word more; I charge thee That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself Upon this island, as a spy, to win it From me, the lord on't.
Fer. No, as I am a man.
Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple: If the ill spirit have so fair an house, Good things will strive to dwell with't. Pro. Follow me.
Pro. What, I say,
Miru. 'Beseech you, father!
Bira. Sir, have pity ;
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What !
Mira. My affections
(To Ferd. Thy nerves are in their infancy again, And have no vigour in them.
Fer. So they are :
Pro. It works :--Come on.
[To Ferd. and Mira. Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [To Ariel.
Mira. Be of comfort ;
Pro. Thou shalt be as free
Ari. To the syllable.
ADRIAN, FRANCisco, and others. Gon. 'Beseech you, Sir, be merry: you have
cause, (So have we all) of joy; for our escape Is much beyond our loss : our hint of woe Is common; every day, some sailor's wife, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Have just our theme of woe; but for the miracle, I mean our preservation, few in millions