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Enter PROSPERO , FERDINAND , and MIRANDA
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Enter PROSPERO , FERDINAND , and MIRANDA
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) If I have too austerely punished you,
Your compensation makes amends, for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life—
Or that for which I live—who once again
5 I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love and thou
Hast strangely stood the test. Here, afore heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast of her,
10 For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) If I have too austerely punished you,
Your compensation makes amends, for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life—
Or that for which I live—who once again
I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love and thou
Hast strangely stood the test. Here, afore heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast of her,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.
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FERDINAND I do believe it
Against an oracle.
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FERDINAND I do believe it
Against an oracle.
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PROSPERO Then as my gift and thine own acquisition
Worthily purchased, take my daughter. But
15 If thou dost break her virgin knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be ministered,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow, but barren hate,
20 Sour-eyed disdain, and discord shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both. Therefore take heed,
As Hymen’s lamps shall light you.
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PROSPERO Then as my gift and thine own acquisition
Worthily purchased, take my daughter. But
If thou dost break her virgin knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be ministered,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow, but barren hate,
Sour-eyed disdain, and discord shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both. Therefore take heed,
As Hymen’s lamps shall light you.
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FERDINAND As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
25 With such love as ’tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong’st suggestion,
Our worser genius can shall never melt
Mine honor into lust to take away
The edge of that day’s celebration
30 When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are foundered,
Or night kept chained below.
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FERDINAND As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
With such love as ’tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong’st suggestion,
Our worser genius can shall never melt
Mine honor into lust to take away
The edge of that day’s celebration
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are foundered,
Or night kept chained below.
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PROSPERO Fairly spoke.
Sit then and talk with her. She is thine own.—
What, Ariel! My industrious servant, Ariel!
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PROSPERO Fairly spoke.
Sit then and talk with her. She is thine own.—
What, Ariel! My industrious servant, Ariel!
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Enter ARIEL
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Enter ARIEL
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ARIEL What would my potent master? Here I am.
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ARIEL What would my potent master? Here I am.
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PROSPERO 35 Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Did worthily perform, and I must use you
In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place.
Incite them to quick motion, for I must
40 Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art. It is my promise,
And they expect it from me.
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PROSPERO Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Did worthily perform, and I must use you
In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place.
Incite them to quick motion, for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art. It is my promise,
And they expect it from me.
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ARIEL Presently?
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ARIEL Presently?
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PROSPERO Ay, with a twink.
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PROSPERO Ay, with a twink.
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ARIEL Before you can say “Come” and “Go,”
45 And breathe twice and cry “So, so!”
Each one, tripping on his toe,
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ARIEL Before you can say “Come” and “Go,”
And breathe twice and cry “So, so!”
Each one, tripping on his toe,
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Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master, no?
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Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master, no?
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PROSPERO Dearly my delicate Ariel. Do not approach
50 Till thou dost hear me call.
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PROSPERO Dearly my delicate Ariel. Do not approach
Till thou dost hear me call.
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ARIEL Well, I conceive.
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ARIEL Well, I conceive.
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Exit ARIEL
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Exit ARIEL
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) Look thou be true. Do not give dalliance
Too much the rein. The strongest oaths are straw
To th' fire i' th' blood. Be more abstemious,
Or else, goodnight your vow.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) Look thou be true. Do not give dalliance
Too much the rein. The strongest oaths are straw
To th' fire i' th' blood. Be more abstemious,
Or else, goodnight your vow.
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FERDINAND I warrant you, sir,
55 The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardor of my liver.
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FERDINAND I warrant you, sir,
The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardor of my liver.
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PROSPERO Well.—
Now come, my Ariel! Bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit. Appear and pertly!—
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PROSPERO Well.—
Now come, my Ariel! Bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit. Appear and pertly!—
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Soft music
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Soft music
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No tongue. All eyes! Be silent.
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No tongue. All eyes! Be silent.
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Enter IRIS
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Enter IRIS
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IRIS 60 Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatched with stover, them to keep;
Thy banks with pionèd and twillèd brims,
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IRIS Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatched with stover, them to keep;
Thy banks with pionèd and twillèd brims,
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65 Which spongy April at thy hest betrims
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves,
Whose shadow the dismissèd bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipped vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky hard,
Whose watery arch and messenger am I,
Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace,
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Which spongy April at thy hest betrims
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves,
Whose shadow the dismissèd bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipped vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky hard,
Whose watery arch and messenger am I,
Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace,
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JUNO descends above
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JUNO descends above
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Here on this grass plot, in this very place,
To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain.
75 Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
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Here on this grass plot, in this very place,
To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain.
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
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Enter CERES
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Enter CERES
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CERES Hail, many-colored messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers
Diffusest honey drops, refreshing showers;
80 And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres and my unshrubbed down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth. Why hath thy queen
Summoned me hither to this short-grassed green?
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CERES Hail, many-colored messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers
Diffusest honey drops, refreshing showers;
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres and my unshrubbed down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth. Why hath thy queen
Summoned me hither to this short-grassed green?
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IRIS A contract of true love to celebrate,
85 And some donation freely to estate
On the blessed lovers.
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IRIS A contract of true love to celebrate,
And some donation freely to estate
On the blessed lovers.
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CERES Tell me, heavenly bow,
If Venus or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? Since they did plot
The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
90 Her and her blind boy’s scandaled company
I have forsworn.
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CERES Tell me, heavenly bow,
If Venus or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? Since they did plot
The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy’s scandaled company
I have forsworn.
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IRIS Of her society
Be not afraid. I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son
Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done
95 Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are that no bed-right shall be paid
Till Hymen’s torch be lighted—but in vain.
Mars’s hot minion is returned again.
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
100 Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows
And be a boy right out.
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IRIS Of her society
Be not afraid. I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son
Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done
Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are that no bed-right shall be paid
Till Hymen’s torch be lighted—but in vain.
Mars’s hot minion is returned again.
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows
And be a boy right out.
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CERES Highest queen of state,
Great Juno, comes. I know her by her gait.
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CERES Highest queen of state,
Great Juno, comes. I know her by her gait.
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JUNO descends to the stage
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JUNO descends to the stage
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JUNO How does my bounteous sister? Go with me
To bless this twain that they may prosperous be,
105 And honored in their issue.
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JUNO How does my bounteous sister? Go with me
To bless this twain that they may prosperous be,
And honored in their issue.
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They sing
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They sing
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JUNO (sings)
Honor, riches, marriage, blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you.
Juno sings her blessings on you.
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JUNO (sings)
Honor, riches, marriage, blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you.
Juno sings her blessings on you.
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CERES (sings)
Earth’s increase, foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines and clustering bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burden bowing—
Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest.
Scarcity and want shall shun you.
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
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CERES (sings)
Earth’s increase, foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines and clustering bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burden bowing—
Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest.
Scarcity and want shall shun you.
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
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FERDINAND This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
110 To think these spirits?
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FERDINAND This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
To think these spirits?
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PROSPERO Spirits, which by mine art
I have from their confines called to enact
My present fancies.
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PROSPERO Spirits, which by mine art
I have from their confines called to enact
My present fancies.
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FERDINAND Let me live here ever.
So rare a wondered father and a wife
Makes this place paradise.
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FERDINAND Let me live here ever.
So rare a wondered father and a wife
Makes this place paradise.
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JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment
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JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment
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PROSPERO Sweet now, silence.
115 Juno and Ceres whisper seriously.
There’s something else to do. Hush and be mute,
Or else our spell is marred.
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PROSPERO Sweet now, silence.
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously.
There’s something else to do. Hush and be mute,
Or else our spell is marred.
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IRIS You nymphs, called naiads of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
120 Leave your crisp channels and on this green land
Answer your summons, Juno does command.
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IRIS You nymphs, called naiads of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels and on this green land
Answer your summons, Juno does command.
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Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love. Be not too late.
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Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love. Be not too late.
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Enter certain nymphs
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Enter certain nymphs
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You sunburnt sicklemen of August weary,
125 Come hither from the furrow and be merry.
Make holiday. Your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.
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You sunburnt sicklemen of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow and be merry.
Make holiday. Your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.
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Enter certain reapers, properly habited. They join with the nymphs in a graceful dance towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly and speaks.
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Enter certain reapers, properly habited. They join with the nymphs in a graceful dance towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly and speaks.
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PROSPERO I had forgot that foul conspiracy
130 Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life. The minute of their plot
Is almost come.—Well done. Avoid, no more!
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PROSPERO I had forgot that foul conspiracy
Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life. The minute of their plot
Is almost come.—Well done. Avoid, no more!
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To a strange, hollow, and confused noise, the spirits heavily vanish
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To a strange, hollow, and confused noise, the spirits heavily vanish
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FERDINAND (to MIRANDA) This is strange. Your father’s in some passion
That works him strongly.
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FERDINAND (to MIRANDA) This is strange. Your father’s in some passion
That works him strongly.
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MIRANDA Never till this day
135 Saw I him touched with anger so distempered.
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MIRANDA Never till this day
Saw I him touched with anger so distempered.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) You do look, my son, in a moved sort,
As if you were dismayed. Be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
140 Are melted into air, into thin air.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) You do look, my son, in a moved sort,
As if you were dismayed. Be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air.
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And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself—
Yea, all which it inherit—shall dissolve,
145 And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vexed.
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled.
150 Be not disturbed with my infirmity.
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose. A turn or two I’ll walk
To still my beating mind.
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And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself—
Yea, all which it inherit—shall dissolve,
And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vexed.
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled.
Be not disturbed with my infirmity.
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose. A turn or two I’ll walk
To still my beating mind.
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FERDINAND, MIRANDA We wish your peace.
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FERDINAND, MIRANDA We wish your peace.
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Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA
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Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA
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PROSPERO 155 Come with a thought. I thank thee, Ariel. Come.
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PROSPERO Come with a thought. I thank thee, Ariel. Come.
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Enter ARIEL
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Enter ARIEL
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ARIEL Thy thoughts I cleave to. What’s thy pleasure?
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ARIEL Thy thoughts I cleave to. What’s thy pleasure?
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PROSPERO Spirit,
We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
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PROSPERO Spirit,
We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
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ARIEL Ay, my commander. When I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it, but I feared
160 Lest I might anger thee.
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ARIEL Ay, my commander. When I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it, but I feared
Lest I might anger thee.
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PROSPERO Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?
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PROSPERO Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?
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ARIEL I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking,
So full of valor that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces, beat the ground
165 For kissing of their feet—yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbacked colts, they pricked their ears,
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music. So I charmed their ears
170 That, calflike, they my lowing followed through
Toothed briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins. At last I left them
I' th' filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake
175 O'erstunk their feet.
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ARIEL I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking,
So full of valor that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces, beat the ground
For kissing of their feet—yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbacked colts, they pricked their ears,
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music. So I charmed their ears
That, calflike, they my lowing followed through
Toothed briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins. At last I left them
I' th' filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake
O'erstunk their feet.
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PROSPERO This was well done, my bird.
Thy shape invisible retain thou still.
The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither
For stale to catch these thieves.
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PROSPERO This was well done, my bird.
Thy shape invisible retain thou still.
The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither
For stale to catch these thieves.
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ARIEL I go, I go.
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ARIEL I go, I go.
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Exit ARIEL
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Exit ARIEL
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PROSPERO A devil, a born devil on whose nature
180 Nurture can never stick, on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost.
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
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PROSPERO A devil, a born devil on whose nature
Nurture can never stick, on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost.
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
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Enter ARIEL , loaden with glistering apparel, etc.
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Enter ARIEL , loaden with glistering apparel, etc.
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185 Come, hang them on this line.
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Come, hang them on this line.
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Enter CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO , all wet
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Enter CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO , all wet
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CALIBAN Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not hear a foot fall. We now are near his cell.
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CALIBAN Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not hear a foot fall. We now are near his cell.
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STEPHANO Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the jack with us.
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STEPHANO Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the jack with us.
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TRINCULO |
TRINCULO |
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STEPHANO So is mine.—Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you, look you—
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STEPHANO So is mine.—Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you, look you—
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TRINCULO Thou wert but a lost monster.
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TRINCULO Thou wert but a lost monster.
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CALIBAN 195 Good my lord, give me thy favor still.
Be patient, for the prize I’ll bring thee to
Shall hoodwink this mischance. Therefore speak softly.
All’s hushed as midnight yet.
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CALIBAN Good my lord, give me thy favor still.
Be patient, for the prize I’ll bring thee to
Shall hoodwink this mischance. Therefore speak softly.
All’s hushed as midnight yet.
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TRINCULO Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool—
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TRINCULO Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool—
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STEPHANO |
STEPHANO |
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TRINCULO That’s more to me than my wetting. Yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.
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TRINCULO That’s more to me than my wetting. Yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.
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STEPHANO I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labor.
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STEPHANO I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labor.
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CALIBAN 205 Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' th' cell. No noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.
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CALIBAN Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' th' cell. No noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.
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STEPHANO 210 Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
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STEPHANO Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
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TRINCULO (seeing the apparel)
O King Stephano! O peer, O worthy Stephano, look what a wardrobe here is for thee!
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TRINCULO (seeing the apparel)
O King Stephano! O peer, O worthy Stephano, look what a wardrobe here is for thee!
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CALIBAN Let it alone, thou fool. It is but trash.
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CALIBAN Let it alone, thou fool. It is but trash.
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TRINCULO 215 Oh, ho, monster, we know what belongs to a frippery.—
(puts on a gown) O King Stephano!
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TRINCULO Oh, ho, monster, we know what belongs to a frippery.—
(puts on a gown) O King Stephano!
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STEPHANO Put off that gown, Trinculo. By this hand, I’ll have that gown.
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STEPHANO Put off that gown, Trinculo. By this hand, I’ll have that gown.
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TRINCULO Thy grace shall have it.
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TRINCULO Thy grace shall have it.
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CALIBAN 220 The dropsy drown this fool! What do you mean
To dote thus on such luggage? Let’s alone,
And do the murder first. If he awake,
From toe to crown he’ll fill our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuff.
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CALIBAN The dropsy drown this fool! What do you mean
To dote thus on such luggage? Let’s alone,
And do the murder first. If he awake,
From toe to crown he’ll fill our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuff.
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STEPHANO |
STEPHANO |
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TRINCULO Do, do. We steal by line and level, an ’t like your grace.
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TRINCULO Do, do. We steal by line and level, an ’t like your grace.
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STEPHANO I thank thee for that jest. Here’s a garment for ’t. Wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this country. “Steal by line and level” is an excellent pass of pate. There’s another garment for ’t.
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STEPHANO I thank thee for that jest. Here’s a garment for ’t. Wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this country. “Steal by line and level” is an excellent pass of pate. There’s another garment for ’t.
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TRINCULO Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.
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TRINCULO Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.
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CALIBAN 235 I will have none on ’t. We shall lose our time,
And all be turned to barnacles or to apes
With foreheads villainous low.
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CALIBAN I will have none on ’t. We shall lose our time,
And all be turned to barnacles or to apes
With foreheads villainous low.
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STEPHANO Monster, lay to your fingers. Help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I’ll turn you out of my kingdom. Go to, carry this.
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STEPHANO Monster, lay to your fingers. Help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I’ll turn you out of my kingdom. Go to, carry this.
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TRINCULO And this.
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TRINCULO And this.
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STEPHANO Ay, and this.
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STEPHANO Ay, and this.
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A noise of hunters heard Enter divers spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, hunting them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on
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A noise of hunters heard Enter divers spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, hunting them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on
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PROSPERO Hey, Mountain, hey!
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PROSPERO Hey, Mountain, hey!
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ARIEL Silver. There it goes, Silver!
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ARIEL Silver. There it goes, Silver!
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PROSPERO Fury, Fury!—There, Tyrant, there. Hark, hark!
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PROSPERO Fury, Fury!—There, Tyrant, there. Hark, hark!
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Spirits drive out CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO
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Spirits drive out CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO
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245 Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With agèd cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
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Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With agèd cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
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ARIEL Hark, they roar.
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ARIEL Hark, they roar.
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PROSPERO Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
250 Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.
Shortly shall all my labors end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little
Follow, and do me service.
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PROSPERO Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.
Shortly shall all my labors end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little
Follow, and do me service.
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Enter PROSPERO , FERDINAND , and MIRANDA
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Enter PROSPERO , FERDINAND , and MIRANDA
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) If I have too austerely punished you,
Your compensation makes amends, for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life—
Or that for which I live—who once again
5 I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love and thou
Hast strangely stood the test. Here, afore heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast of her,
10 For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) If I have too austerely punished you,
Your compensation makes amends, for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life—
Or that for which I live—who once again
I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love and thou
Hast strangely stood the test. Here, afore heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me that I boast of her,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.
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FERDINAND I do believe it
Against an oracle.
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FERDINAND I do believe it
Against an oracle.
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PROSPERO Then as my gift and thine own acquisition
Worthily purchased, take my daughter. But
15 If thou dost break her virgin knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be ministered,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow, but barren hate,
20 Sour-eyed disdain, and discord shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both. Therefore take heed,
As Hymen’s lamps shall light you.
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PROSPERO Then as my gift and thine own acquisition
Worthily purchased, take my daughter. But
If thou dost break her virgin knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be ministered,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow, but barren hate,
Sour-eyed disdain, and discord shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly
That you shall hate it both. Therefore take heed,
As Hymen’s lamps shall light you.
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FERDINAND As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
25 With such love as ’tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong’st suggestion,
Our worser genius can shall never melt
Mine honor into lust to take away
The edge of that day’s celebration
30 When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are foundered,
Or night kept chained below.
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FERDINAND As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
With such love as ’tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong’st suggestion,
Our worser genius can shall never melt
Mine honor into lust to take away
The edge of that day’s celebration
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are foundered,
Or night kept chained below.
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PROSPERO Fairly spoke.
Sit then and talk with her. She is thine own.—
What, Ariel! My industrious servant, Ariel!
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PROSPERO Fairly spoke.
Sit then and talk with her. She is thine own.—
What, Ariel! My industrious servant, Ariel!
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Enter ARIEL
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Enter ARIEL
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ARIEL What would my potent master? Here I am.
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ARIEL What would my potent master? Here I am.
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PROSPERO 35 Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Did worthily perform, and I must use you
In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place.
Incite them to quick motion, for I must
40 Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art. It is my promise,
And they expect it from me.
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PROSPERO Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service
Did worthily perform, and I must use you
In such another trick. Go bring the rabble,
O'er whom I give thee power, here to this place.
Incite them to quick motion, for I must
Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple
Some vanity of mine art. It is my promise,
And they expect it from me.
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ARIEL Presently?
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ARIEL Presently?
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PROSPERO Ay, with a twink.
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PROSPERO Ay, with a twink.
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ARIEL Before you can say “Come” and “Go,”
45 And breathe twice and cry “So, so!”
Each one, tripping on his toe,
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ARIEL Before you can say “Come” and “Go,”
And breathe twice and cry “So, so!”
Each one, tripping on his toe,
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Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master, no?
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Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master, no?
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PROSPERO Dearly my delicate Ariel. Do not approach
50 Till thou dost hear me call.
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PROSPERO Dearly my delicate Ariel. Do not approach
Till thou dost hear me call.
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ARIEL Well, I conceive.
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ARIEL Well, I conceive.
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Exit ARIEL
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Exit ARIEL
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) Look thou be true. Do not give dalliance
Too much the rein. The strongest oaths are straw
To th' fire i' th' blood. Be more abstemious,
Or else, goodnight your vow.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) Look thou be true. Do not give dalliance
Too much the rein. The strongest oaths are straw
To th' fire i' th' blood. Be more abstemious,
Or else, goodnight your vow.
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FERDINAND I warrant you, sir,
55 The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardor of my liver.
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FERDINAND I warrant you, sir,
The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardor of my liver.
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PROSPERO Well.—
Now come, my Ariel! Bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit. Appear and pertly!—
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PROSPERO Well.—
Now come, my Ariel! Bring a corollary,
Rather than want a spirit. Appear and pertly!—
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Soft music
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Soft music
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No tongue. All eyes! Be silent.
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No tongue. All eyes! Be silent.
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Enter IRIS
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Enter IRIS
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IRIS 60 Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatched with stover, them to keep;
Thy banks with pionèd and twillèd brims,
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IRIS Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas;
Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep,
And flat meads thatched with stover, them to keep;
Thy banks with pionèd and twillèd brims,
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65 Which spongy April at thy hest betrims
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves,
Whose shadow the dismissèd bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipped vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky hard,
Whose watery arch and messenger am I,
Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace,
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Which spongy April at thy hest betrims
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves,
Whose shadow the dismissèd bachelor loves,
Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipped vineyard;
And thy sea-marge, sterile and rocky hard,
Whose watery arch and messenger am I,
Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign grace,
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JUNO descends above
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JUNO descends above
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Here on this grass plot, in this very place,
To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain.
75 Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
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Here on this grass plot, in this very place,
To come and sport. Her peacocks fly amain.
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
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Enter CERES
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Enter CERES
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CERES Hail, many-colored messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers
Diffusest honey drops, refreshing showers;
80 And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres and my unshrubbed down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth. Why hath thy queen
Summoned me hither to this short-grassed green?
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CERES Hail, many-colored messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers
Diffusest honey drops, refreshing showers;
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres and my unshrubbed down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth. Why hath thy queen
Summoned me hither to this short-grassed green?
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IRIS A contract of true love to celebrate,
85 And some donation freely to estate
On the blessed lovers.
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IRIS A contract of true love to celebrate,
And some donation freely to estate
On the blessed lovers.
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CERES Tell me, heavenly bow,
If Venus or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? Since they did plot
The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
90 Her and her blind boy’s scandaled company
I have forsworn.
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CERES Tell me, heavenly bow,
If Venus or her son, as thou dost know,
Do now attend the queen? Since they did plot
The means that dusky Dis my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy’s scandaled company
I have forsworn.
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IRIS Of her society
Be not afraid. I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son
Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done
95 Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are that no bed-right shall be paid
Till Hymen’s torch be lighted—but in vain.
Mars’s hot minion is returned again.
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
100 Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows
And be a boy right out.
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IRIS Of her society
Be not afraid. I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son
Dove-drawn with her. Here thought they to have done
Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are that no bed-right shall be paid
Till Hymen’s torch be lighted—but in vain.
Mars’s hot minion is returned again.
Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows
And be a boy right out.
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CERES Highest queen of state,
Great Juno, comes. I know her by her gait.
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CERES Highest queen of state,
Great Juno, comes. I know her by her gait.
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JUNO descends to the stage
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JUNO descends to the stage
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JUNO How does my bounteous sister? Go with me
To bless this twain that they may prosperous be,
105 And honored in their issue.
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JUNO How does my bounteous sister? Go with me
To bless this twain that they may prosperous be,
And honored in their issue.
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They sing
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They sing
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JUNO (sings)
Honor, riches, marriage, blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you.
Juno sings her blessings on you.
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JUNO (sings)
Honor, riches, marriage, blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you.
Juno sings her blessings on you.
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CERES (sings)
Earth’s increase, foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines and clustering bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burden bowing—
Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest.
Scarcity and want shall shun you.
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
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CERES (sings)
Earth’s increase, foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines and clustering bunches growing,
Plants with goodly burden bowing—
Spring come to you at the farthest
In the very end of harvest.
Scarcity and want shall shun you.
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
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FERDINAND This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
110 To think these spirits?
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FERDINAND This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
To think these spirits?
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PROSPERO Spirits, which by mine art
I have from their confines called to enact
My present fancies.
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PROSPERO Spirits, which by mine art
I have from their confines called to enact
My present fancies.
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FERDINAND Let me live here ever.
So rare a wondered father and a wife
Makes this place paradise.
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FERDINAND Let me live here ever.
So rare a wondered father and a wife
Makes this place paradise.
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JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment
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JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment
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PROSPERO Sweet now, silence.
115 Juno and Ceres whisper seriously.
There’s something else to do. Hush and be mute,
Or else our spell is marred.
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PROSPERO Sweet now, silence.
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously.
There’s something else to do. Hush and be mute,
Or else our spell is marred.
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IRIS You nymphs, called naiads of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
120 Leave your crisp channels and on this green land
Answer your summons, Juno does command.
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IRIS You nymphs, called naiads of the windring brooks,
With your sedged crowns and ever-harmless looks,
Leave your crisp channels and on this green land
Answer your summons, Juno does command.
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Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love. Be not too late.
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Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
A contract of true love. Be not too late.
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Enter certain nymphs
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Enter certain nymphs
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You sunburnt sicklemen of August weary,
125 Come hither from the furrow and be merry.
Make holiday. Your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.
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You sunburnt sicklemen of August weary,
Come hither from the furrow and be merry.
Make holiday. Your rye-straw hats put on,
And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
In country footing.
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Enter certain reapers, properly habited. They join with the nymphs in a graceful dance towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly and speaks.
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Enter certain reapers, properly habited. They join with the nymphs in a graceful dance towards the end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly and speaks.
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PROSPERO I had forgot that foul conspiracy
130 Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life. The minute of their plot
Is almost come.—Well done. Avoid, no more!
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PROSPERO I had forgot that foul conspiracy
Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life. The minute of their plot
Is almost come.—Well done. Avoid, no more!
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To a strange, hollow, and confused noise, the spirits heavily vanish
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To a strange, hollow, and confused noise, the spirits heavily vanish
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FERDINAND (to MIRANDA) This is strange. Your father’s in some passion
That works him strongly.
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FERDINAND (to MIRANDA) This is strange. Your father’s in some passion
That works him strongly.
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MIRANDA Never till this day
135 Saw I him touched with anger so distempered.
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MIRANDA Never till this day
Saw I him touched with anger so distempered.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) You do look, my son, in a moved sort,
As if you were dismayed. Be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
140 Are melted into air, into thin air.
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PROSPERO (to FERDINAND) You do look, my son, in a moved sort,
As if you were dismayed. Be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air.
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And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself—
Yea, all which it inherit—shall dissolve,
145 And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vexed.
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled.
150 Be not disturbed with my infirmity.
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose. A turn or two I’ll walk
To still my beating mind.
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And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself—
Yea, all which it inherit—shall dissolve,
And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vexed.
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled.
Be not disturbed with my infirmity.
If you be pleased, retire into my cell
And there repose. A turn or two I’ll walk
To still my beating mind.
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FERDINAND, MIRANDA We wish your peace.
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FERDINAND, MIRANDA We wish your peace.
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PROSPERO 155 Come with a thought. I thank thee, Ariel. Come.
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PROSPERO Come with a thought. I thank thee, Ariel. Come.
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Enter ARIEL
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Enter ARIEL
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ARIEL Thy thoughts I cleave to. What’s thy pleasure?
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ARIEL Thy thoughts I cleave to. What’s thy pleasure?
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PROSPERO Spirit,
We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
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PROSPERO Spirit,
We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
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ARIEL Ay, my commander. When I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it, but I feared
160 Lest I might anger thee.
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ARIEL Ay, my commander. When I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it, but I feared
Lest I might anger thee.
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PROSPERO Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?
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PROSPERO Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets?
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ARIEL I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking,
So full of valor that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces, beat the ground
165 For kissing of their feet—yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbacked colts, they pricked their ears,
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music. So I charmed their ears
170 That, calflike, they my lowing followed through
Toothed briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins. At last I left them
I' th' filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake
175 O'erstunk their feet.
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ARIEL I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking,
So full of valor that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces, beat the ground
For kissing of their feet—yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbacked colts, they pricked their ears,
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music. So I charmed their ears
That, calflike, they my lowing followed through
Toothed briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins. At last I left them
I' th' filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake
O'erstunk their feet.
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PROSPERO This was well done, my bird.
Thy shape invisible retain thou still.
The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither
For stale to catch these thieves.
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PROSPERO This was well done, my bird.
Thy shape invisible retain thou still.
The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither
For stale to catch these thieves.
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ARIEL I go, I go.
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ARIEL I go, I go.
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Exit ARIEL
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Exit ARIEL
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PROSPERO A devil, a born devil on whose nature
180 Nurture can never stick, on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost.
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
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PROSPERO A devil, a born devil on whose nature
Nurture can never stick, on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost.
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
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Enter ARIEL , loaden with glistering apparel, etc.
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Enter ARIEL , loaden with glistering apparel, etc.
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185 Come, hang them on this line.
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Come, hang them on this line.
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Enter CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO , all wet
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Enter CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO , all wet
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CALIBAN Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not hear a foot fall. We now are near his cell.
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CALIBAN Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not hear a foot fall. We now are near his cell.
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STEPHANO Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the jack with us.
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STEPHANO Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the jack with us.
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STEPHANO So is mine.—Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you, look you—
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STEPHANO So is mine.—Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you, look you—
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TRINCULO Thou wert but a lost monster.
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TRINCULO Thou wert but a lost monster.
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CALIBAN 195 Good my lord, give me thy favor still.
Be patient, for the prize I’ll bring thee to
Shall hoodwink this mischance. Therefore speak softly.
All’s hushed as midnight yet.
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CALIBAN Good my lord, give me thy favor still.
Be patient, for the prize I’ll bring thee to
Shall hoodwink this mischance. Therefore speak softly.
All’s hushed as midnight yet.
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TRINCULO Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool—
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TRINCULO Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool—
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TRINCULO That’s more to me than my wetting. Yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.
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TRINCULO That’s more to me than my wetting. Yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.
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STEPHANO I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labor.
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STEPHANO I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labor.
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CALIBAN 205 Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' th' cell. No noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.
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CALIBAN Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' th' cell. No noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.
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STEPHANO 210 Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
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STEPHANO Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.
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TRINCULO (seeing the apparel)
O King Stephano! O peer, O worthy Stephano, look what a wardrobe here is for thee!
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TRINCULO (seeing the apparel)
O King Stephano! O peer, O worthy Stephano, look what a wardrobe here is for thee!
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CALIBAN Let it alone, thou fool. It is but trash.
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CALIBAN Let it alone, thou fool. It is but trash.
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TRINCULO 215 Oh, ho, monster, we know what belongs to a frippery.—
(puts on a gown) O King Stephano!
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TRINCULO Oh, ho, monster, we know what belongs to a frippery.—
(puts on a gown) O King Stephano!
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STEPHANO Put off that gown, Trinculo. By this hand, I’ll have that gown.
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STEPHANO Put off that gown, Trinculo. By this hand, I’ll have that gown.
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TRINCULO Thy grace shall have it.
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TRINCULO Thy grace shall have it.
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CALIBAN 220 The dropsy drown this fool! What do you mean
To dote thus on such luggage? Let’s alone,
And do the murder first. If he awake,
From toe to crown he’ll fill our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuff.
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CALIBAN The dropsy drown this fool! What do you mean
To dote thus on such luggage? Let’s alone,
And do the murder first. If he awake,
From toe to crown he’ll fill our skins with pinches,
Make us strange stuff.
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TRINCULO Do, do. We steal by line and level, an ’t like your grace.
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TRINCULO Do, do. We steal by line and level, an ’t like your grace.
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STEPHANO I thank thee for that jest. Here’s a garment for ’t. Wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this country. “Steal by line and level” is an excellent pass of pate. There’s another garment for ’t.
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STEPHANO I thank thee for that jest. Here’s a garment for ’t. Wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this country. “Steal by line and level” is an excellent pass of pate. There’s another garment for ’t.
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TRINCULO Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.
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TRINCULO Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.
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CALIBAN 235 I will have none on ’t. We shall lose our time,
And all be turned to barnacles or to apes
With foreheads villainous low.
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CALIBAN I will have none on ’t. We shall lose our time,
And all be turned to barnacles or to apes
With foreheads villainous low.
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STEPHANO Monster, lay to your fingers. Help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I’ll turn you out of my kingdom. Go to, carry this.
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STEPHANO Monster, lay to your fingers. Help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I’ll turn you out of my kingdom. Go to, carry this.
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TRINCULO And this.
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TRINCULO And this.
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STEPHANO Ay, and this.
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STEPHANO Ay, and this.
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A noise of hunters heard Enter divers spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, hunting them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on
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A noise of hunters heard Enter divers spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, hunting them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on
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PROSPERO Hey, Mountain, hey!
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PROSPERO Hey, Mountain, hey!
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ARIEL Silver. There it goes, Silver!
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ARIEL Silver. There it goes, Silver!
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PROSPERO Fury, Fury!—There, Tyrant, there. Hark, hark!
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PROSPERO Fury, Fury!—There, Tyrant, there. Hark, hark!
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Spirits drive out CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO
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Spirits drive out CALIBAN , STEPHANO , and TRINCULO
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245 Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With agèd cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
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Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With agèd cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
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ARIEL Hark, they roar.
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ARIEL Hark, they roar.
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PROSPERO Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
250 Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.
Shortly shall all my labors end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little
Follow, and do me service.
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PROSPERO Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.
Shortly shall all my labors end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little
Follow, and do me service.
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Exeunt
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