Pro. By Providence divine. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo, Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, Which since have steaded much: so, of his gentle ness, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, From my own library, with volumes that I prize above my dukedom. Mira. But ever see that man! Pro. 'Would I might Now I arise:- Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Have I, thy school-master, made thee more profit For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful. Mira. Heavens thank you for 't! And now, I pray you, sir, (For still 'tis beating in my mind) your reason For raising this sea-storm? Pro. Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, 1 Will ever after droop.-Here cease more questions; Come away, servant, come: I am ready now; Enter ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave sir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure; be 't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds; to thy strong bidding, task Pro. Hast thou, spirit, Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee? I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, cursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary 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, Pro. Why, that's my spirit! But was not this nigh shore? Ari. Close by, my master. Not a hair perish'd; Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe? Ari. On their sustaining garments not a blemish, In troops I have dispers'd them 'bout the isle : Pro. The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, And all the rest o' the fleet? Ari. Of the king's ship, Safely in harbour Is the king's ship; in deep nook, where once Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour I have left asleep: and for the rest o' the fleet, Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, Pro. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: What is the time o' the day? Ari. Past the mid season. Pro. At least two glasses: The time 'twixt six and now, Must by us both be spent most preciously. Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, Which is not yet perform'd me. Pro. What is 't thou can'st demand? Ari. How now? moody? My liberty. I pray thee 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 Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst promise To bate me a full year. Pro. Dost thou forget 13 No. From what a torment I did free thee? Ari. Pro. Thou dost; and think'st It much, to tread the ooze of the salt deep; Ari. I do not, sir. Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age, and envy, Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her? Ari. No, sir. Pro. Thou hast where was she born? speak; tell me. Ari. Sir, in Argier 14. Pro. : O, was she so? I must, Once in a month, recount what thou hast been, Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax, For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible To enter human hearing, from Argier, Thou know'st, was banish'd; for one thing she did, Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave, |