To every eye-ball elfe. Go, take this shape,
And hither come in it: hence with diligence.

[Exit ARIEL Awake, dear heart, awake! thou haft flept well Awake!

Mira. The ftrangeness of your ftory put Heavinefs in me.

Pro. Shake it off: come on;

We'll vifit Caliban, my flave, who never
Yields us kind answer.

Mira. 'Tis a villain, fir,

I do not love to look on.
Pro. But as 'tis,

We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood; and ferves in offices

That profit us.

What, ho! flave! Caliban!

Thou earth, thou! speak.

Cal. [Within.] There's wood enough within. Pro. Come forth, I fay; there's other business Come, thou tortoife! when?

[for thee:

Enter ARIEL, like a Water-nymph.

Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,

Hark in thine ear.

Ari. My lord, it fhall be done.

[Exit.

Pro. Thou poifonous flave, got by the devil him

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

[felf

Enter CALIBAN.

Cal. As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd With raven's feather from unwholesome fen, Drop on you both! a fouth-west blow on ye, And blifter you all o'er!

B 3

Pro

Pro. For this, be fure, to-night thou fhalt have

cramps

Side-ftitches that fhall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vaft of night that they may work, All exercife on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd

As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more ftinging Than bees that made 'em.

Cal. I must eat my dinner.

This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Which thou tak'ft from me. When thou camest first,
Thouftroak'dft 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 lefs,
• That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee,
And fhew'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
The fresh fprings, brine-pits, barren place, and fer-
Curs'd be I, that I did fo!-All the charms

[tile; Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! For I am all the subjects that you have,

Who firft was mine own king; and here you fty me In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me The rest of the island.

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 thee In mine own cell, 'till thou didst seek to violate The honour of my child."

Cal. Oh ho, oh ho!-Wou'd it had been done! Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled elfe This ifle with Calibans,

Pro. Abhorred flave;

Which any print of goodness will not take,

Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee,

Took pains to make thee fpeak, taught thee each hour, One thing or other: when thou didst not, favage, Know thy own meaning, but would'ft gabble like A thing more brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known: But thy vile race,

Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good

natures

Could not abide to be with; therefore waft thou Defervedly confin'd into this rock,

Who hadt deferv'd more than a prison.

Gal. 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, To answer other bufinefs. Shrug'ft thou, malice? If thou neglect't, or doft unwillingly

What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar, That beafts iball tremble at thy din.

Cal. No, 'pray thee!

I must obey his art is of fuch power,

It would control my dam's god Setebos,

And make a vassal of him..

Pro. So, flave; hence!

[Afide.

[Exit Calibar

Enter FERDINAND at the remoteft part of the stage, and ARIEL invifible, playing and finging.

ARIEL'S Song.

Come unto thefe yellow fands,

And then take hands ;

Court'fied

Court'fied when you have, and kif'd,
(The wild waves whift)
Foot it featly here and there';
And, fweet fprites, the burden bear.
Hark, hark!.

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh,

The watch-dogs bark

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh,

Hark, hark! I hear

The ftrain of ftrutting chanticlere

Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo.

[difper fedly

Fer. Where fhould this musick be? i' the air, of the earth?

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

ARIEL's Song.

Full fathom five thy father lies,

Of his bones are coral made;
Thofe are pearls that were his eyes :

Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth fuffer a fea-change,

Into fomething rich and firange.

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

father

This is no mortal business, nor no found

That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me. Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And fay, what thou feeft yond'.

Mira. What is't? a spirit?

Lord how it looks about! Believe me, fir,
It carries a brave form :-But 'tis a spirit.
Pro. No, wench, it eats, and fleeps, and hath

fuch fenfes

As we have, fuch: This gallant which thou feeft, Was in the wreck; and, but he's fomething stain'd With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'ft call A goodly perfon: he hath loft his fellows, [him And ftrays about to find them.

Mira. I might call him

A thing divine; for nothing natural
I ever faw fo noble.

Pro. It goes on, I fee,

[Afide.

As my foul prompts it:-Spirit, fine fpirit, I'll free

Within two days for this.

Fer. Moft fure, the goddess

[thee

On whom these airs attend!--Vouchfafe, my prayer
May know, if you remain upon this island;
And that you will fome good inftruction give,
How I may bear me here: My prime request,
Which I do laft pronounce, is, O you wonder!
If you be maid or no?

Mira. No wonder, fir;
But, certainly a maid.

Fer. My language! heavens!

I am the best of them that speak this fpeech,
Were I but where 'tis fpoken.

Pro. How! the best?

What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee?

Fer.