And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans
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 honour'd with
A human shape.

Ari. Yes Caliban her son.

Pro. Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban,
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
Of ever-angry bears it was a torment
To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not again undo; it was mine art,
When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape
The pine, and let thee out.

Ari. 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 more.

Ari. Pardon, master :

I will be correspondent to command,

And do my spiriting gently.

Pro. Do so; and after two days

I will discharge thee.

Ari. That's my noble master!

What shall I do? say, what? what shall I do?
Pro. Go, with the spirits under thy command,
Let loose the Tempest, as I bade thee: then
Disperse the stranded crew about the isle,
And bring the king's son, Ferdinand, to my cell.-
Be subject to no sight but mine; invisible`
To every eyeball else.

Ari. Master, I shall.

SONG BY ARIEL.

O, bid thy faithful Ariel fly
To the furthest India's sky

Or, to do thy great command,
Traverse o'er more distant land;

I'll climb the mountains, plunge the deep,-
I, like mortals, never sleep,-

I'll do thy task, whate'er it be,

Not with ill will, but merrily.

[Exit.

Pro. Awake; dear heart, awake! thou hast slept

Awake!

well:

Mir. The strangeness of your story put

Heaviness in me.

Pro. Shake it off; come on;

[MIRANDA rises.

We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never

Yields us kind answer.

Mir. "Tis a villain, sir,

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 serves in offices

That profit us.- -What ho !-Slave! Caliban !-
Thou earth, thou! speak.

[CALIBAN without.

Cal. There's wood enough within..

Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business

for thee;

Come forth, thou tortoise! when?

Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself,
Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

Enter CALIBAN, from his Den.

[Exit MIRANDA.

Cal. As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd
With raven's feather from unwholesome fen,
Drop on you both! A south west blow on you,
And blister you all o'er !

Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps,

Side stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd

As thick as honey-combs; each pinch more stinging Than bees that made them.

Cal. I must eat my dinner.

This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,

Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first,

Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me; would'st

give me

Water with berries in't; and teach me how

To name the bigger light, and how the less,

That burn by day and night; and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,

The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place, and fer-] tile;

Cursed be I that did so !-All the charms
Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
For I am all the subjects that you have,

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

Pro. Most abhorred slave,

Which any print of goodness wilt not take,
Being capable of all ill, I have us'd thee,

Filth as thou art, with human care :-I pitied thee,
Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour
One thing or other when thou didst not, savage,
Know thy own meaning, but would'st gabble like
A thing most 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 wast thou
Deservedly confin'd into this rock,

Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison.

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;
Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar,
That beasts shall tremble at thy din.

Cal. No, 'pray thee !

I must obey his art is of such power,
It would controll my dam's god Setebos,
And make a vassal of him.

Pro. So, slave; hence!

[Exeunt.

SCENE II:

The Foot of a Promontory.

Enter MIRANDA, meeting DORINDA.

Dor. O, sister, sister,-what have I beheld!
Mir. What is it moves you so ?

Dor. From yonder rock,

As I mine eyes cast down upon the sea,

The whistling winds blew rudely in my face,
And the waves roar'd ;-at first, I thought the war
Had been between themselves; but straight I spy'd
A strange huge creature,—

Mir. O, you mean the ship.

Dor. Is't not a creature then? It seem'd alive.
Mir. Well, but, what of it?

Dor. This floating ram did bear his horns aloft
All ty'd with ribands ruffling in the wind;
Sometimes he nodded down his head awhile,
And then the waves did heave him to the moon.
Mir. But, sister, I have stranger news to tell
you:

In this great creature there are other creatures,
And shortly we may chance to see that thing
Which you have heard my father call-a'man.
Dor. But what is that? for yet he never told me.
Mir. I know no more than you; but I have heard
My father say, we women were made for him.

Dor. Made for him? What, that he should eat us, sister?

Mir. No, sure; you see my father is a man, And yet he does us good.

Dor. Methinks, it would

Be finer, sister, if we had two young fathers.

Mir. No, sister, no; because, if they were young, My father said that we must call them-brothers. Dor. How comes it, then, that we two are not brothers?

And how came he to be our father too?

Mir. I believe, he found us, when we both were little,

And grew within the ground.

Dor. Why did'nt he find more of us? 'Pray, dear sister

Let you

and me look up and down one day, To find some little ones for us to play with.

Mir. Agreed.-But now we must go in ; this is The hour wherein my father's charm will work, Which seizes all that are in open air. The effect of his great art I long to see, Which will perform as much as magic can. Dor. And I, methinks more long to see a man.

[Exeunt.