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Contents
Sketch of the Life of Shakspeare,
Page iii
Henry IV — Part Second,
Part Third, Measure for Measure
. 85
Richard III, . .
Henry VIII
Midsummer's Night's Dream,
. 131
Love's Labor's Lost, . . .
Timon of Athens, .
Merchant of Venice, . . .
. 173
CORIOLANUS, . .
As You Like It, ...
Julius Cesar,
. 218
Antony and Cleopatra, .
Taming of the Shrew, . .
Cymbeline, . . .
Winter's Tale, ....
. 266
Comedy of Errors, . • .
. 309
King Lear, . .
•Cing John, .....
Romeo and Juliet, .
Richard II, . .
. 352
Hamlet, . . .
Hen in IV — Part First, .
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TEMPEST.
PERSONS REPRESENTED.
,110X80, King of Naples.
6ebastian, his brother.
Pro3peiio, the rightful Duke of Milan.
A jtox i o, his brother, the usurping Duke of Milan.
Ferdinand, son to the king of Naples.
Gonzalo, an honest old Counsellor of Naples.
Adrian, > r , t, > Lords.
TRANCISCO, )
Caliban, a savage and deformed Slave. Trinculo, a Jester.
Stephano, a drunken Butler.
Master of a Ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.
Miranda, Daughter to Pruspero
Ariel, an airy Spirit.
Iris,
Ceres, Juno, Nymphs, Reapers,
> Spirits.
Other Spirits attending on Prosper*.
ACTI.
SCENE I.— On a Ship at Sea. A Storm with thunder and lightning
Enter a Ship-master and a Boatswain.
Master. Boatswain, — Boats. Here, master: what cheer? Master. Good : Speak to the mariners : fall to't yarely 1 , or we run ourselves aground : bestir, bestir.
[Exit.
Enter Mariners.
Boats. Heigh, my hearts; cheerly, cheerly, my hearts ; yare, yare : Take in the top-sail ; Tend to the master's whistle. — Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough !
Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo, and others.
Ahn. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the master? Play the men.
Bouts. I pray now, keep below.
Ant. Where is the master, boatswain?
Boats. Do you not hear him? You mar our labor ! keep your cabins : you do assist the storm.
Gon. Nay, good, be patient.
Boats. When the sea is. Hence ! What care these roarers for the name of king? To cabins: silence: trouble us not.
Gon. Good; yet remember whom thou hast aboard
Boats. N->ne that I moie love than myself —
» Readily
You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, 5 we will not hand a rope more ; use your authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap. — Cheerly, good hearts, — Out of our way, I say.
[Exit.
Gon. I have great comfort from this fellow; methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him : his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to his hanging ! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage ! If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable.
[Exeunt.
Re-enter Boatswain.
Boats. Down with the top-mast; yare; lower, lower; bring her to try with main course. [A cry within.'] A plague upon this howling ! they are louder than the weather, or our office. —
Re-enter Sebastian, Antonio, and Gonzalo.
Yet again ? what do you here ? Shall we give o'er and drown ? Have you a mind to sink ?
Seb. A pox o' your throat ! you bawling, blasphemous, uncharitable dog!
Boats. Work you, then.
Ant. Hang, cur, hang! you whoreson, insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.
• Present in «t«i»i
TEMPEST.
Gon. I'll warrant him from drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky as an unstaunched' wench.
Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses; off to sea again, lay her off.
Enter Mariners, wet.
Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost!
[Exeunt.
Boats. What, must our mouths be cold?
Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let us assist them, For our case is as theirs.
Seb. I am cat of patience.
Ant. We are merely 3 cheated of our lives by drunkards. — This wide-chapped rascal; — 'Would thou mightst
lie drowning The washing often tides!
Gon. He'll be hanged yet;
Though every drop of water swear against it, And gape at wid'st to glut him. [A confused noise within.] Mercy on us ! — We split, we split ! Farewell, my wife and children ! — Farewel ;, brother ! — We split, we split, we split. —
Ant. Let's all sink with the king. [Exit.
Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit.
Gon. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for ai. acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any thing: the wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death. [Exit.
SCENE II.— The island: before the cell of Fnospi:ao. Enter Prospkro and Miranda
Mir. If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them: The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer ! a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creatures in her, Dash'd all to pieces. 0, the cry did knock Against my very heart! Poor souls! they perish'd. Had I been any god of power, I would Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er It should the good ship so have swallow'd, and The freighting souls within her.
Pro. Be collected;
No more amazement: tell your piteous heart, There's no harm done.
Mira. O, wo the day !
Pro. No harm.
1 have done nothing but in care of thee, (Of thee, my dear one! thee my daughter!) who Art ignorant of what thou art, nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Then Prospero, master of a full poor cell, Knd thy no greater father.
Mira. More to know
Did never meddle with my thoughts.
Pro. 'Tis time
I should inform thee further. Lend thy hand, And pluck my magic garment from me. — So ;
[Lays down his mantle.
Lie there my art. — Wipe thou thine eves; have
comfort.
The direful spectacle of the wreck, which touch'd The very virtue of compassion in thee, I have with such provision in mine art So safely order'd, that there is no soul — No, not so much perdition as a hair, Betid to any creature in the vessel
• Incontinent. * Absolutely.
Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'st sink
Sit down; For thou must now know further.
Mira. /ou have often
Begun to tell me what I am ; but stopp'd And left me to a bootless inquisition ; Concluding, Slay, not yet. —
Pro. The hour's now come
The very minute bids thee ope thine ear; Obey, and be attentive. Canst thou remember A time before we came unto this cell' I do not think thou canst ; for then thou wast not Out 5 three years old.
Mira. Certainty, sir, I can.
Pro. By what] by any other bouse, or personl Of any thing the image tell me, that Hatli kept with thy remembrance.
Mira. 'Tis far off;
And rather like a dream than an assurance That my remembrance warrants: had I not Four or five women once, that tended me?
Pro. Thou hadst, and more, Miranda : but how is it, That this lives in thy mind? What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time? If thou remember'st aught, ere thou cam'st here, How thou cam'st here, thou may'st.
Mira. But that I do not
Pro. Twelve years since, Miranda, twelve years since, thy father was The duke of Milan, and a prince of power.
Mira. Sir, are not you my father?
Pro. Thy mother was a piece of virtue, and She said — thou wast my daughter; and thy father Was duke of Milan ; and his only heir A princess ; — no worse issued.
Mira. 0, the heavens!
What foul play had we, that we came from thence? Or blessed was't we did?
Pro. Both, both, my girl.
By foul play, as thou say'st, were we heav'd thence, But blessedly holp hither.
Mira. 0, my heart bleeds
To think o' the teen s that I have turn'd you to, Which is from my remembrance ! Please you further.
Pro. My brother, and thy uncle, cail'd Antonio,— I pray thee, mark me, — that a brother should Be so perfidious ! — he whom, next thyself, Of all the world I lov'd, and to him put The manage of my state ; as, at that time, Through all the signiories it was the first, And Prospero the prime duke; being so reputed In dignity, and, for the liberal arts, Without a parallel ; those being all my study, The government I cast upon my brother, And to my state grew stranger, being transported. And wrapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle — Dost thou attend me?
Mira. Sir, most needfully.
Pro. Being once perfected how to grant suite, How to deny them ; whom to advance, and whom To trash 1 for over-topping; new-created The creatures that were mine; I say, or chang'd
them, Or else new-form'd them : having both the key Of officer and office, set all hearts To what tune pleas'd his ear; that now he was The ivy, which had hid my princely trunk, And suck'd my verdure out on't. — Thou attend'st
not: I pray thee mark me.
• Quite. • Sorrow. ' Cut away
Scene II.
TEMPEST.
Mire. O good su I do.
Pro. I thus neglecting wordlr ends, all dedicate To closenr^s, and the bettering of my mind With that, which, but by being so rctir'd, O'er-priz' I all popular rate, in my false brother Awak'd an evil nature: and my trust, Like a good parent, did beget of him A falsehood, in its contrary as great As my trust was; which had, indeed, no limit, A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded, Not only with what my revenue yielded, But what my power might else exact, — like one Who, having unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie, — he did believe He was the duke ; out of the substitution, And executing the outward face of royalty, With all prerogative: — Hence his ambition Growing, — Dost hear?
Mira. Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
Pro. To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for, he needs will be Absolute Milan : Me, poor man ! — my library Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal royalties He thinks me now incapable : confederates (So dry he was for sway) with the king of Naples, To give him annual tribute, do him homage; Subject his coronet to his crown, and bend The dukedom, yet unbow'd (alas, poor Milan !) To most ignoble stooping.
Mira. the heavens!
Pro. Mark his condition, and the event; then tell me, If this might be a brother.
Mira. I should sin
To think but nobly of my grandmother : Good wombs have borne bad sons.
Pro. ' Now the condition.
This king of Naples, being an enemy To me inveterate, hearkens my brother's suit; Which was, that he in lieu o' the premises, — Of homage, and I know not how much tribute, — Should presently extirpate me and mine Out of the dukedom ; and confer fair Milan, With all the honors, on my brother: Whereon, A treacherous army levied, one midnight Fated to the purpose, did Antonio open The gates of Milan; and i' the dead of darkness, The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Me, and thy crying self.
Mira. Alack, for pity !
I, not rememb'ring how I cried out then, Will cry it o'er again, it is a hint, That wrings mine eyes.
Pro. Hear a little further,
And then I'll bring thee to the present business Which now's upon us; without the which, this
story Were most impertinent.
Mira. Wherefore did they not
That hour destroy us?
Pro. Well demanded, wench;
My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst
not; (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colors fairer painted their foul ends. In few, they hurried us abroad a bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd A. rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd, Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats
Instinctively had quit it : there they hi ik-' us, To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh To the winds, whose pity, sighing lack again, Did us but loving wrong.
Mira. Alack ! what trouble
Was I then to you !
Pro. ! a cherubim
Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst
smile, Infused with a fortitude from heaven, When I have deck'd the sea with drops full sail; Under my burden groan 'd; which rais'd in me An undergoing stomach", to bear up Against what shouH ensue.
Mira. How came we ashore'
Pro. By Providence divine.
Some food we had, an-t some fresh water, that A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo, Out of his charity (who being then appointed Master of this design,) did give us ; with Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me, From my own library, with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.
Mira. 'Would I might
But ever see that man !
Pro. Now I arise : —
Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Here in this island we arriv'd ; and here Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit Than other princes can, that have more time 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, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star; whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop. — Here cease more ques«
tions ; Thou art inclin'd to sleep; 'tis a good dulness, And give it way ; — I know thou canst not choose. — [Mirajjda sleeps.
Come away, servant, come: I am ready now: Approach, my Ariel; come.
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 Ariel, and all his quality.
Pro. Hast thou, spirit,
Perform'd to point 9 the tempest that I bade thee?
Ari. To every article.
I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, I flamed amazement: Sometimes, I'd divide, And burn in many places; on the top-mast, The yards, and bowsprit, would I (lame distinctly Then meet, and join : Jove's lightnings, the precur
sors 0' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary
• Stubborn resolution. • The minutest article.
TEMPEST.
*hd sight-outrunning were not: The fire, and
cracks Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Seem' d to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble. Yea, his dread trident shake.
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, Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the vessel, Then all a-fire with me : the king's son, Ferdinand, With hair up-staring, (then like reeds, not hair,) Was the first man that leap'd : cried, Hell is empty, And all the devils are here.
Pro. Why, that's my spirit!
But was not this nigh shore?
Art. Close by, my master.
Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe?
Ari. Not a hair perish'd ;
On their sustaining garments not a blemish, But fresher than before; and, as thou bad'st me, In troops I have dispers'd them 'bout the isle: The king's son have I landed by himself; Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting, His arms in this sad knot.
Pro. Of the king's ship,
The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, And all the rest o' the fleet?
Ari. Safely in harbor
Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew From the still-vex'd Bermoothes 9 , there she's hid: The mariners all under hatches stow'd; Whom, with a charm join'd to their sufler'd labor, I have left asleep : and for the rest o' the fleet, Which I dispers'd, they all have met again; And are upon the Mediterranean flote 3 Bound sadly home for Naples; Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, And his great person perish.
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. How now? moody?
What is't thou canst demand?
Ari. My liberty.
Pro. Before the time be out? no more.
Ari. I pray thee
Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, serv'd Without or grudge or grumblings: thou didst
promise Co bate me a full year.
Pro. Dost thou forget
From what a torment I did free thee?
Ari. No.
Pro. Thou dost; and think'st It much, to tread the ooze of the salt deep ; To run upon the sharp wind of the north ; T.o do me business in the veins o' the earth, When it is bak'd vrith frost
1 Bust! o, tumult
' Bermudas.
» Wave.
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. 4
Pro. 0, 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, They would not take her life : Is not this true?
Ari. Ay, sir.
Pro. This blue-ey 'd hag was hither brought with child, And here was left by the sailors: Thou, my slave, As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant: And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthly and abhorr'd commands, Refusing her grand hests s , she did confine thee, By help of her more potent ministers, And in her most unmitigable rage, Into a cloven pine; within which rift Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain A dozen years ; within which space she died, 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 honor'd with A human shape.
Ari. Yes; Caliban her son.
Pro. Dull tiling, 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.
Ari. Pardon, master.
I will be correspondent to command, And do my spriting 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 make thyself like to a nymph o' the sea Be subject to no sight but mine ; invisible To every eye-ball else. Go take this shape, And hither come in't : hence, with diligence.
[Exit Ariki.
Awake, dear heart, awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake !
Mira. The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me.
Pro. Shake it off: Come on,
We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never Yields us kind answer.
Mira. 'Tis a villain, sir,
I do not love to look on.
Pro. But, as 'tis,
We cannot miss him : he does make our fire, « Algiers. » Command*.
Scene II.
TEMPEST.
Fetch in our wood ; and se res in offices That profit us. What ho . slave ! Caliban, Thou earth, thou ! speak.
Cal. [ Within'.'] There's wood enough within.
Pro. Come forth, I say : there's other business for thee : Comt forth, thoa tortoise ! when 1
Re-enter Am el like a luater-nympfo
Fine apparition ! My quaint Ariel, Hark in thine ear.
Ari. My lord, it shall be done. [Exit.
Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam, come forth !
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 south-west blow on ye, 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 6 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 earnest
first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me;
wouldst give me Water with hemes in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night ; and then I loved thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle, The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and fertile; 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. Thou most lying slave,
Whom stripes 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 did'st seek to violate The honor of rny child.
Cal. Q ho, O ho ! — 'would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans.
Pro. Abhorred slave;
Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each
hour One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but wouldst 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 mc language ; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : the red plague rid ' you, For learning me your language !
• Fairies. ' Destroy.
Pro. Hag-seed, /.ence \
Fetch us in fuel ; and be quick, thou wert best, To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice 1 If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly What I command, I'll rack thee with old crampe 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 [Aside
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; F erdix an d following him.
Ariel's Song.
Come unto these yellow sands
And then take hands: Courfsied ivhen you have, and kiss'd,
{The wild waves whist s ) Foot it feut/y here and there,- And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Hai-k, hark!
Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly.
The watch-dogs bark: Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [dispersedly
Hark, hark/ I hear The strain of strutting chanticlere Cry, cock-a-doodle-do.
Fer. Where should this music be? i' the air, cr the earth 1 It sounds no more : — and sure, H waits upon Some god of the island. Sitting ">n a bank, Weeping again the king my fath. \ wreck, This music crept by me upon the v;\-*.ers; 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.
Fall fathom Jive 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 father : — This is no mortal business, nor no sound That the earth owes 9 : — 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'c"
With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou mights'
call him A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, And strays about to find them.
Mira. I might call hir.
A thing divine ; for ncthing natural I ever saw so noble.
• Being stilled, silenced. ?wns.
Pro. It goes on, [Aside.
As 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 hear me here: My prime request, Wluch I do last pronounce, is, you wonder! If you be maid, or no?
Mir a. No wonder, sir ;
But, certainly a maid.
Fer. 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 1
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.
Pro. Th& duke of Milan,
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 sighed 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 , ne'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 hunks Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow.
Fer. No;
I will resist such entertainment, till Mine enemy has more power. [He draws.
Mira. O dear father,
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