Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare: take in the top-sail: tend to the master's whistle.-Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough! Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Alon. Good boatswain, have a care. Where's the master? Play the men. Boats. I pray now, keep below. Ant. Where is the master, boastwain? Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labour! keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gon. Nay, good, be patient. Boats. When the sea is. Hence! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence: trouble us not. Miranda, daughter to Prospero. Ariel, an airy spirit. Iris, Ceres, Juno, spirits. Nymphs, Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Reapers, Other spirits attending on Prospero. Scene, the sea, with a ship; afterwards an uninhabited island. fate, to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt. Re-enter Boatswain. Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main course. [A cry within.] A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office. Re-enter Sebastian, Antonio, and Gonzalo and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Seb. A pox o' your throat! you bawling, blasphemous, uncharitable dog! Boats. Work you, then. Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noise-maker, we are less afi aid to be drowned than thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstaunched wench. Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses; off to sea again, lay her off. For our case is as theirs. Seb. I am out of patience. Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards. This wide-chapped rascal;-'Would, thou might'st lie drowning, He'll be hanged yet; Boats. None that I more love than myself. You 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, The washing of ten tides! and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mis- Gon. chance of the hour, if it so hap.-Cheerly, good Though every drop of water swear against it, hearts.-Out of our way, I say. [Exit. And gape at wid'st to glut him. Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow: me- [A confused noise within.) Mercy on us!-We Chinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his split, we split! Farewell, my wife and children! complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Farewell, brother!-We split, we split, we split.(4) Absolutely. (1) Readily. (2) Present instant. (3) Incontinent. Ant. Let's all sink with the king. Seb. Let's take leave of him. (Erit. In the dark backward and abysm of time! Exit. If thou remember'st aught, ere thou eam'st here, Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of How thou cam'st here, thou may'st. sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing: the wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit. SCENE II. The island: before the cell of Pros- Mir. If by your art, my dearest father, you have It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and Mira. But that I do not. Pro. Twelve years since, Mira. O, the heavens! What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Pro. Both, both, my girl. But blessedly holp hither. O, my heart bleeds The freighting souls within her.) Be collected; pray the mark me that brother sho I a should No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, Mira. Pro. O, wo the day! I have done nothing but in care of thee, No harm. (Of thee, my dear one! thee, my daughter!) who Than Prospero, master of a full poor cell, And thy no greater father. Mira. More to know Mira. Sir, most heedfully. Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suits, How to deny them; whom to advance, and whom To trash for over-topping; new created The creatures that were mine; I say cr chang'd them, Or else new form'd them: having both the key And suck'd my verdure out on't. Thou attend'st Pro. I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicate Like a good parent, did beget of him A falsehood, in its contrary as great As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, But what my power might else exact,-like one, To credit his own lie, he did believe Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness. Was dukedom large enough; of temporal royalties From my own library, with volumes that He thinks me now incapable: confederates (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, To give him annual tribute, do him homage; Mira. O the heavens! I prize above my dukedom. Would I might Mira. Have I, thy school-master, made thee more profit Pra. Mark his condition, and the event; then Than other princes can, that have more time tell me, If this might be a brother. Mira. I should sin To think but nobly of my grandmother: Good wombs have born bad sons. Now the condition. This king of Naples, being an enemy To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; Out of the dukedom; and confer fair Milan, With all the honours, on my brother: whereon, Me, and thy crying self. Mira. Alack, for pity! I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, That wrings mine eyes. 3 Hear a little further, And then I'll bring thee to the present business That hour destroy us? Wherefore did they not Well demanded, wench; My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not; (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set A rotten carcase of a boat, not rigg'd, Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, A most auspicious star; whose influence Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions; Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Pro. My brave spirit! Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil' Would not infect his reason? Ari. Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of desperation: all, but mariners, But was not this nigh shore? Pro. Why, that's my spirit ! Ari. Close by, my master. Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Ari. Not a hair perish'd; On their sustaining garments not a blemish, (6) The minutest article. (7) Bustle, tumult. B To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands, As fast as mill-wheels strike: then was this island (Save for the son that she did litter here, A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honoured with A human shape. Ari. Yes; Caliban, her son. Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Calibau, Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee in: thy groans Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts I thank thee, master. Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. Ari. Pardon, master: I will be correspondent to command, I will discharge thee. Do so; and after two days That's my noble master! Pro. Before the time be out? no more. Ari. Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst pro- And hither come in't: hence, with diligence. mise [Erit Ariel. Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; Awake! Mira. The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me. Pro. We'll visit Caliban, my Yields us kind answer. Mira. I do not love to look on. Pro. Shake it off; come on; slave, who never 'Tis a villain, sir, But, as 'tis, We cannot miss him: he does make our fire, Cal. [Within.) There's wood enough within. Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business for thee; Come forth, thou tortoise! when? Re-enter Ariel, like a water-nymph. Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel, 1 I must eat my dinner. Water with berries in't; and teach me how thee, and Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd, Foot it featly here and there; Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. Hark, hark! Thear [dispersedly. [dispersedly. The strain of strutting chanticlere, Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, oi It sounds no more:-and sure, it waits upon Cursed be I that did so!-All the charms Pro. Thou most lying slave, Waom stripes may move, not kindness; I have us'd thee, Flth as th art, with human care; and lode'd thee C. O ho, O ho!-'would it had been done! Pro. Abhorred slave; One thin or other: when thou didst not, savage, race, Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good natures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Cl. You taught me language; and my profit on't Hag-seed, hence! What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; I must obey: his art is of such power, Pro. [Aside. So, slave; hence! Re-enter Ari, invisible, playing and singing; ARIEL'S SONG. Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Ariel sings. Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are cura! made; Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father: This is no mortal business, nor no sound Mira. What is't? a spirit? such senses As we have, such: this gallant which thou seest A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows, Mira. I might call him A thing divine; for nothing natural It goes on, [Aside. As my soul prompts it:-Spirit, fine spirit! I'll Fer. Mira. Bot, certainly a maid. Fer. My language? havens How! the best? Im the best of them tha' speak this speech, Pro. What wert thou, if the king of Napies heard thee? (1) Fairies. (2) Destroy. (3) Still, silent. (4) Owns. |