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For learning me your language!

Pro.

Hag-seed, hence! Fetch us in fuel; and be quick, th' 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; Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar, That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

Cal.

[Aside.

No, 'pray thee!I must obey his art is of such power, It would control my dam's god Setebos, And make a vassal of him.

Pro.

So, slave; hence!

[Exit Caliban.

Re-enter Ariel invisible, playing and singing;
Ferdinand following him.

Ariel's Song.

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hunds:

Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,

(The wild waves whist)

Foot it featly here and there;

And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.

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Fer. Where should this musick be? i' the air, or

the earth?

It sounds no more:-and sure, it waits upon
Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father's wreck,
This musick crept by me upon the waters;
Allaying both their fury, and my passion,
With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,
Or it hath drawn me rather:-But 'tis gone.
No, it begins again.

Ariel sings.

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls, that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:

Hark! now I hear them,—ding-dong, bell.

[Burden, ding-dong.

Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd fa

ther:

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, thou might'st
call him

A goodly person: he hath lost his fellows,
And strays about to find them.

Mira.

I might call him

[Aside.

A thing divine; for nothing natural
I ever saw so noble.

Pro.

As

It goes on,

my soul prompts it:-Spirit, fine spirit, I'll free

thee

Within two days for this.

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 made, or no?

Mira.

But, certainly a maid.

Fer.

No wonder, sir;

My language! heavens!

I am the best of them that speak this speech,

Were I but where 'tis spoken.

Pro.

How! the best? What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee? Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders To hear thee speak of Naples: He does hear me; And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld The king my father wreck'd.

Mira.

Alack, for mercy!

Fer. Yes, faith, and all his lords; the duke of

Milan,

And his brave son, being twain.

The duke of Milan,

Pro. And his more braver daughter, could control thee, If now 'twere fit to do't:-At the first sight [Aside. They have chang'd eyes:-Delicate Ariel,

I'll set thee free for this!-A word, good sir;

I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.
Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This
Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first

That e'er I sigh'd for: pity move my father
To be inclin'd my way!

Fer.

O, if a virgin,

And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you The queen of Naples.

Pro.

Soft, sir; one word more.

They are both in either's powers: but this swift

business

I must uneasy make, lest too 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.

[To Ferd.

Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.-Come.
I'll manacle thy neck and feet together:

Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be

The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow.

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Make not too rash a trial of him, for

He's gentle, and not fearful.

Pro.

What, I say,

My foot my tutor!-Put thy sword up, traitor;

Who mak'st a shew, but dar'st not strike, thy con

science

Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward;

For I can here disarm thee with this stick,

And make thy weapon drop.

Mira.

Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.

Mira.

I'll be his surety.

Pro.

Beseech you, father!

Sir, have pity;

Silence: one word more

Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What

An advocate for an impostor? hush!

Thou think'st, there are no more such shapes as he, Having seen but him and Caliban: Foolish wench! To the most of men this is a Caliban,

And they to him are angels.

Mira.

My affections

Are then most humble; I have no ambition.

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