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Before the cell of PROSPERO.
[Enter PROSPERO (in his magic robes) and ARIEL.]
PROSPERO.
, 2 ,
, ,
,
Now does my | project | gather | to a | head:
<- T
T T
x ,
,
My || charms crack not:| my spirits |
obey,| and time
, ,
, ,
,
Goes^up|right with | his car|riage: How's | the
day?
ARIEL.
, ,
, ,
,
On the / sixth hour,| at which | time, my | lord
<- ,
, ,
You || said our | work should | cease.
PROSPERO.
T
T T
I | did
say so,
,
, , ,
x
When first | I raised | the temp|est: Say | my
spirit,
,
, 2 ,
3
How fares | the King,| and his fol|lowers?
ARIEL.
,
, 2->
Confined | togeth||er
, ,
, , ,
In the / same fash|ion, as | you gave | in charge,
, ,
, , ,
Just as | you left | them: all | prison|ers sir
, ,
, , ,
In the / line-grove | which weath|er-fends | your
cell,
,
, , ,
,
They can|not budge | till your | release:| The
King,
, 2
, . T T T ,
->
His broth|er, and yours,| abide all three |
distract||ed,
, 2 ,
, , ,
And | the remain|der mourn|ing ov|er them,
, 2 ,
, ,
,
Brim full^of | sorrow,| and dis|may: but |
chiefly
,
, ,
, ,
Him you termed sir, the good old lord Gonzalo,
????
,
, ,
, ,
His tears | run down | his beard | like wint|er's
drops
,
, , ,
,
3->
From eaves | of reeds:| your charm | so strong|ly
works || them
3 , ,
, , ,
That if you | now be|held them,| your af|fections
2 , ,
Would become | tender.
PROSPERO.
, ,
,
Dost thou | think so,|
spirit?
ARIEL.
,
, ,
Mine would,| sir, were / I hum|an. ??
PROSPERO.
,
,
And / mine
shall.
, ,
, ,
, 2->
Hast thou |(which art | but air)| a touch,| a
feel||ing
, ,
, , ,
Of their | afflic|tions, and / shall not |
myself,
, 2 ,
, ,
,
One of their | kind, that | relish | all as |
sharply,
, 2
, , 2
, ,
Passion as | they, be | kindlier | moved than |
thou art?
,
, , ,
2 ,
Though with | their high | wrongs I | am struck |
to the quick,
,
, , ,
, ->
Yet, with | my nob|ler reas|on, gainst | my fu||ry
, , , , ,
2->
Do/ I take | part: the | rarer | action || is
, , ,
, 2 ,
2 ->
In vir|tue, than | in venge|ance: they,| being
pen||itent,
, ,
2 , ,
,
The / sole drift | of my pur|pose doth | extend
2 , ,
, , ,
2
Not a frown | further:| go, re|lease them |
Ariel,
, ,
, ,
,
My charms | I'll break,| their sens|es I'll |
restore,
,
, ,
And they | shall be | themselves.
ARIEL.
,
,
I'll fetch |
them, sir.
[Exit.]
PROSPERO.
,
. T T T
T T
Ye elves | of hills, brooks, stand|ing lakes |
and groves,
,
, ,
, ,
And ye,| that on | the sands | with print|less
foot
,
, , , 2
,
Do chase | the eb|bing Nep|tune, and^do | fly him
, , , ,
,
When he / comes back:| you dem|i-pup|pets, that
, ,
2 T T T
,
By moon|shine do the | green sour ring|lets make,
, .
T T T ,
, , ->
Whereof | the ewe not bites:| and you,|
whose^pas||time
2
, ,
,
,
Is to | make* mid|night* mush|rooms, that | rejoice
,
, , ,
,
To hear | the sol|emn cur|few, by | whose^aid
,
, , ,
,
(Weak^mast|ers though | ye be)| I have | bedimmed
. T T T T
T .
T 2 ,
The noontide sun,| called forth the mut|inous
winds,
, ,
, ,
,
And 'twixt | the green | sea, and | the az|ured
vault
, ,
2 , ,
,
Set roar|ing war:| to the dread | rattling |
thunder
x , x
T T T
Have I / given fire,| and rifted | Jove's stout oak
2 , ,
T T T x
With his own | bolt: the | strong-based
prom|ontory
, , ,
T T T
Have I | made^shake, and | by the | spurs plucked
up
,
, , ,
,
The pine,| and ced|ar. Graves | at my | command
, ,
, ,
,
Have waked | their sleep|ers, oped,| and let |
them forth
, ,
, 2 , ,
By my | so pot|ent art.| But this rough | magic
, ,
, ,
,
I here | abjure:| and when | I have | required
, 2 ,
, 2 ,
,
Some heav|enly mus|ic (which | even now | I do)
,
, , ,
,
To work | mine^end | upon | their sens|es, that
, ,
, ,
,
This air|y charm | is for,| I'll break | my
staff,
, , , ,
,
Bury | it cert|ain fath|oms in | the earth,
, ,
, ,
,
And deep|er than | did ev|er plum|met sound
,
,
I'll drown | my book. \\
[Solemn music. Enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with frantic gesture,
attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and ANTONIO in like manner, attended by
ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which PROSPERO had made, and
there stand charmed: which PROSPERO observing, speaks.]
, ,
, , ,
A sol|emn air,| and the / best com|forter,
, ,
, ,
,
To an / unset|tled fan|cy, cure | thy brains
, ,
, , ___
___ ->
(Now use|less) boiled | within | thy skull:|
There || stand
, , ___
oo
For you | are spell-|stopped.|
,
, , , ,
Holy | Gonza|lo, hon|ora|ble man,
,
, , , ,
,
Mine^eyes | even | socia|ble to | the show | of
thine
, ,
, ,
, __
Fall fel/lowly | drops: The | charm dis|solves
a|pace, (hex with prev)
, ,
, ,
,
And as | the morn|ing steals | upon | the night
, 2 ,
, , ,
(Melting the | darkness)| so their | rising |
senses
,
, , 2
,
x
Begin | to chase | the ig|norant fumes | that
mantle
, ,
, , ,
Their clear|er reas|on. O | good Gon|zalo
, , ,
, ,
My true | preserv|er, and | a loy|al sir,
, ,
, , ,
->
To him | thou fol|lowst; I | will pay | thy
gra||ces
, ,
, T T T 2->
Home | both in | word, and | deed: Most cruel||ly
, ,
, , 2 ,
Didst thou | Alon|so, use | me, and my |
daughter:
, ,
, 2 , ,
Thy broth|er was | a furth|erer in | the act,
2 ,
2 , , 2 ,
,
Thou art pinched | for it now | Sebas|tian.
Flesh,| and blood,
, , ,
, , ,
You broth|er mine,| that en|tertain | ambi|tion,
, ,
, , 2
, ,
Expelled | remorse,| and na|ture, whom,| with
Sebas|tian (hex with prev)
, ,
, ,
,
(Whose^in|ward pinch|es there|fore are / most
strong)
, ,
, , 2 ,
Would here | have killed | your king:| I do
for|give thee,
, 2
, ,
, , 2->
Unnat|ural though | thou art:|
Their^und|erstand||ing
,
, ,
, ,
Begins | to swell,| and the | approach|ing tide
,
, , , ,
Will short|ly fill | the reas|ona|ble shore
, T
T . T
, , 2
That now | lie foul, and mud|dy: Not | one of
them
, T T T 2 ,
, 2 ->
That yet | looks on me,| or would know | me:
Ar||iel,
, 2 ,
, 2 , ,
Fetch | me the hat,| and rap|ier in | my cell,
, ,
, ,
,
I will | discase | me, and | myself | present
T T T T
T Tx ,
, ->
As I was | sometime Milan:| Quickly || spirit,
,
, , oo
Thou shalt | ere long | be free.|
[ARIEL Enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO.]
ARIEL
T . T T T
T T
Where the bee sucks,| there suck I:
, ,
___
In a | cowslip's^|bell, I | lie;
,
, ,
___
There I | couch when | owls do | cry,
T . T T
, ___
On the bat's back | I do | fly
, ,
, __
After | summer | merri|ly.
, , ,
___
Merrily,| merrily,| shall I live | now,
,
, ,
___
Under the | blossom that | hangs on the | bough.
PROSPERO.
, ,
, 2 2 ,
Why that's | my dain|ty Ar|iel: I shall /
miss
<- ,
, ,
x T T T
Thee,|| but yet | thou shalt | have freedom:| so, so, so.
, ,
, 2 ,
,
To the / king's ship,| invi|sible as | thou art:
,
, , ,
,
There shalt | thou find | the mar|iners | asleep
, 2 ,
, ,
, ->
Under the | hatches: | the mast|er and | the
boat||swain
x ,
, ,
,
Being | awake,| enforce | them to | this place,
, ,
,
And pres|ently,| I prith|ee. \\
ARIEL.
,
, , ,
,
I drink | the air | before | me, and | return
, , ___
__ oo
Or ere | your pulse | twice | beat. |
[Exit]
GONZALO.
, , , ,
, 2->
All torm|ent, troub|le, wond|er, and | amaze||ment
, ,
x x ,
Inhab|its here:| some heaven|ly power | guide us
, 2 ,
,
Out of this | fearful | country.
PROSPERO.
, ,
Behold | sir King
,
, ,
, ,
The wrong|ed Duke | of Mil|an, Pros|pero:
, ,
, ,
,
For more | assur|ance that | a liv|ing prince
, ,
, 2 ,
,
Does now | speak to | thee, I em|brace thy |
body,
,
, ,
, ,
And to | thee, and | thy comp|any,| I bid
, ,
2
A hear|ty wel|come.
ALONSO.
,
, ,
Where thou | beest^he | or no,
,
, x ,
,
Or some | enchant|ed trifle | to ab|use me,
,
, , ,
,
(As late | I have | been) I | not^know:| thy pulse
, 2 ,
, ,
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Beats as of | flesh, and | blood: and | since I |
saw thee,
2 ,
, ,
, ,
The afflic|tion of | my mind | amends,| with
which
, ,
, ,
,
I fear | a mad|ness held | me: this | must crave
,
, , . T T T
->
(And if | this be | at all)| a most strange
sto||ry.
, ,
2 , ,
,
Thy | dukedom | I resign,| and do | entreat
, ,
, , ,
, ->
Thou pard|on me | my wrongs:| But how | should
Pros||pero
, , ,
oo
Be liv|ing, and | be here?|
PROSPERO.
___ ,
__
First,| noble | friend, \\
, 2 , ,
, ,
Let me em|brace thine^|age, whose^|honor |
cannot
,
, ,
Be meas|ured, or | confined.
GONZALO.
,
,
Whether | this be,
, ,
,
Or be | not, I'll | not^swear.
PROSPERO.
,
,
You do | yet taste
, , 2
, 2 , ,
Some sub|tleties | of the isle,| that will not |
let you
, ,
, , ,
Believe | things^cert|ain: Wel|come, my / friends
all,
,
, , ,
2 ,
But you,| my brace | of lords,| were I so |
minded
, ,
, , ,
2->
I here | could pluck | his high|ness' frown |
upon || you
, ,
, , ,
And jus|tify | you trait|ors: at | this time
2 ,
,
I will tell | no tales.
SEBASTIAN.
,
, 2
The dev|il speaks |
in him:
PROSPERO.
,
No:
,
, , ,
, 2->
For you |(most wick|ed sir)| whom to / call
broth||er
, 2 ,
, , ,
Would ev|en infect | my mouth,| I do | forgive
,
, , ,
,
Thy rank|est fault;| all of | them: and | require
, ,
, ,
,
My duke|dom of | thee, which,| perforce | I know
,
,
Thou must | restore.
ALONSO.
,
, ,
If thou | beest Pros/pero
x
, 2 , ,
,
Give us part|iculars | of thy | preserv|ation,
,
, , ,
,
How* thou | hast met | us here,| whom three |
hours^since
,
, , ,
,
Were wracked | upon | this^shore?| Where I | have lost
,
, ,
, ,
(How sharp | the point | of this | remem|brance
is)
, T
Tx T
My dear | son Ferdinand.
PROSPERO.
2 , 2 ,
I am woe | for it, sir.
ALONSO.
, , ,
, , ->
Irrep|ara|ble is | the loss,| and pa||tience
, 2
, ,
Says,| it is past | her cure.
PROSPERO.
,
,
I rath|er think
, ,
, . T T T
You have / not sought | her help,| of whose soft
grace,
, ,
, ,
,
For the / like loss,| I have | her sove|reign
aid,
,
, ,
And rest | myself | content.
ALONSO.
T . T
T
You the like loss?
PROSPERO.
, ,
, 2 ,
3
As great | to me,| as late,| and support||able
<-3 , ,
T T T T T
T 2->
To make || the dear | loss, have I | means
much weak||er
,
, ,
, ,
Than you | may call | to com|fort you,| for I
,
, o
Have lost | my daught|er.
ALONSO.
,
A daught|er?
<- , x
, ,
, ,
O || heavens, that | they were | living | both
in | Naples
,
, ,
, ,
The king | and queen | there, that | they were,|
I wish
,
, , ,
,
Myself | were mud|ded in | that oo|zy bed
, ,
, 2 ,
,
Where my / son lies:| When did you | lose your |
daughter?
PROSPERO.
, , ,
, ,
In this / last temp|est. I | perceive | these lords
,
, ,
, ,
At this | encount|er do | so much | admire,
,
, ,
, ,
That they | devour | their reas|on, and / scarce
think
, ,
, , ,
Their^eyes | do off|ices | of truth:| their words
, 2 ,
, , ,
Are nat|ural breath:| but how|soere | you have
,
, , ,
, 2->
Been just|led from | your sens|es, know | for
cer||tain
,
, , 2
, ,
That I | am Pro|spero,| and that ve|ry duke
2 ,
, ,
, ,
Which was thrust | forth of | Milan,| who
most^|strangely
,
, , ,
, 2->
Upon | this shore |(where you | were wracked) was
lan||ded
,
, 2 ,
, ,
To be | the lord | on it: No | more yet | of
this,
,
, , ,
,
For 'tis | a chron|icle | of day | by day,
,
, ,
, ,
Not a | rela|tion for | a break|fast, nor
,
, , ,
,
Befit|ting this / first meet|ing: Wel|come, sir;
,
, , 2 ,
,
This cell's | my court:| here have I | few
at|tendants,
, , ,
, ,
And sub|jects none | abroad:| pray you | look^in.
,
,
x
, ,
My duke|dom since | you have / given me | again,
, ,
, , ,
I will | requite | you with | as good | a thing,
,
, ,
2 , ,
At least | bring forth | a wond|er, to con/tent
ye
, ,
,
As much,| as me | my duke|dom. \\
[The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing
at chess.]
MIRANDA.
, ,
,
Sweet^lord,| you play | me false.
FERDINAND.
, , __
No my | dearest | love,
, ,
,
I would | not for | the world. (tri
with prev two?)
MIRANDA.
, 2 ,
, ,
,
Yes, for a | score of | kingdoms,| you should |
wrangle,
,
x T T
And I | would call it | fair play.
ALONSO.
T
,
If | this prove
, , ,
, ,
A vis|ion of | the is|land, one | dear* son
, ,
Shall I / twice lose.
SEBASTIAN.
, , ,
A most^/high mir|acle.
FERDINAND.
, ,
, , ,
Though the / seas threat|en they | are mer|ciful,
2 ,
2 , ,
I have cursed | them without | cause.
[Kneels to ALONSO.]
ALONSO.
, ,
Now | all the | blessings
,
, , ,
,
Of a / glad fath|er, comp|ass thee | about:
,
, 2 ,
Arise,| and say | how thou camst | here.
MIRANDA.
,
,
O |
wonder!
, 2
, ,
, ,
How many | goodly | creatures | are there | here?
<- , 2 T
T T , ,
How || beauteous | mankind is?| O brave |
new^world
, ,
x
That has | such peo|ple in it.
PROSPERO.
,
,
'Tis new | to
thee.
ALONSO.
,
, ,
, ,
What is | this maid,| with whom | thou wast | at
play?
, 2
, , ,
,
Your eld|est acquaint|ance can|not be | three^hours:
,
, ,
, ,
Is she | the god|dess that | hath sev|ered us,
,
, ,
And brought | us thus | togeth|er?
FERDINAND.
,
2 x
Sir,| she is
mortal;
, ,
2 , ,
,
But | by im|mortal Prov|idence,| she's^mine;
,
, 2 , , ,
I chose | her when | I could not | ask my
| father
,
, , ,
,
For his | advice:| nor thought | I had | one: She
,
, , ,
x
Is daught|er to | this fam|ous Duke | of Milan,
,
, , ,
,
Of whom,| so of|ten I | have heard | renown,
, ,
, , ,
But nev|er saw | before:| of whom | I have
,
, , , , 2->
Received | a sec|ond life;| and sec|ond fath||er
, ,
,
This la|dy makes | him to | me.
ALONSO.
,
,
I | am hers.
,
, , ,
,
But O, | how odd|ly will | it sound,| that I
,
, ,
Must ask | my child | forgive|ness?
PROSPERO.
,
,
There | sir
stop,
, 2 ,
, , ,
Let us not | burden | our re|membran|ces, with
,
,
,
A heav|iness | that's gone.
GONZALO.
2 ,
,
I have in|ly wept,
, ,
, ,
,
Or should | have spoke | ere this:| Look^down |
you gods,
, , ,
, ,
And on | this coup|le drop | a bles|sed crown;
, ,
, ,
,
For it | is you,| that have / chalked forth | the way
,
, 2
Which brought | us hith|er.
ALONSO.
, ,
, 2->
I say | Amen,|
Gonza||lo.
GONZALO.
,
, , , 2
,
Was Mil|an thrust | from Mi/lan, that his | issue
, ,
, ,
,
Should be/come kings | of Nap|les? O | rejoice
, ,
, , ,
Beyond | a com|mon joy,| and set | it down
,
, x
, ,
With gold | on last|ing pillars:| In one | voyage
, ,
, ,
x
Did Clar|ibel | her hus|band find | at Tunis,
, , , ,
,
And Ferd|inand | her broth|er, found | a wife,
, ,
, , 2
, ->
Where he | himself | was lost:| Prospero,| his
duke||dom
2 , ,
, , ,
In a / poor isle:| and all | of us,| ourselves,
, ,
,
When no | man was | his own.
ALONSO.
,
,
Give me | your hands:
, ,
, ,
,
Let grief | and sor|row still | embrace | his
heart,
,
, ,
That doth | not wish | you joy.
GONZALO.
2 ,
,
Be it so.|
Amen.
[Enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following.]
,
, ,
, ,
O look | sir, look | sir, Here | is more | of us:
, , 2
, , ,
I proph|esied,| if a gal|lows were | on land
, ,
, , ,
This fel|low could | not drown:| Now blas/phemy,
,
, ,
, ,
That swearst | grace ore|board, not | an oath |
on shore?
,
, ,
Hast thou | no mouth | by land?
, ,
What is | the news?
BOATSWAIN.
, ,
, , ,
The best | news is,| that we | have safe|ly found
,
, , ,
,
Our king,| and comp|any:| the next:| our ship,
, ,
, , ,
Which but / three glass|es since,| we gave | out
split, ??
,
, ,
, ,
Is tight | and yare,| and brave|ly rigged,| as
when
,
, ,
We first | put out | to sea.
ARIEL.
, 2 ,
Sir, all this | service
, ,
,
Have I | done since^|I went.
PROSPERO.
,
x
My trick|sy spirit!
ALONSO.
,
, , 2 ,
,
These are | not nat/ural ev|ents, they |
strengthen
, ,
, , ,
2->
From strange | to strang|er: Say,| how came | you hith||er?
BOATSWAIN
,
, , ,
,
If I | did think,| sir, I | were well | awake,
,
, , ,
,
I'd strive | to tell | you: We | were dead | of
sleep,
, ,
, , ,
->
And (how | we know | not) all | clapped und|er
hatch||es,
, 3 3
, , , , 2->
Where,| but even now,| with strange,| and
seve|ral nois||es
,
, , ,
,
Of roar|ing, shriek|ing, howl|ing, jing|ling
chains,
, ,
2 , , ,
2
And more | diver|sity of / sounds, all | horrible.
,
, T T . T
,
We were | awaked:| straightway, at lib|erty;
, ,
, ,
,
Where we,| in all | our trim,| freshly | beheld
x
, , , ,
Our royal,| good, and | gallant | ship: our
| master
, 2 ,
, , ,
->
Capering | to eye | her: on | a trice,| so please || you,
x 2 , , ,
,
even in a | dream, were | we di|vided | from them,
,
, ,
And were / brought mop|ing hith|er.
ARIEL.
2
, ,
Was it / well done?
PROSPERO.
,
, , ,
,
Bravely |(my dil|igence)| Thou shalt | be free.
ALONSO.
,
, ,
, ,
This is | as strange | a maze,| as ere | men
trod,
, , 2
, ,
,
And there | is in this | business,| more than |
nature
, ,
, , ,
Was ev|er con|duct of:| some^or|acle
, ,
,
Must rec|tify | our know|ledge.
PROSPERO.
,
,
Sir,| my liege,
, ,
, , ,
Do not | infest | your mind,| with beat|ing on
, 2
, , ,
,
The strange|ness of this | business,| at picked |
leisure
,
, , ,
, 2->
(Which shall | be short|ly sing|le) I'll |
resolve || you
,
, , , ,
2->
(Which to | you shall / seem pro|bable)| of
eve||ry
,
, , ,
, 2->
These hap|pened ac|cidents:| till when,| be
cheer||ful
, . T T
T ,
x
And think | of each thing well:| Come^hith|er
spirit,
, ,
, ,
,
Set Cal|iban,| and his | compan|ions free:
,
, , ,
,
Untie | the spell:| How fares | my gra|cious
sir?
,
, , ,
,
There are | yet mis|sing of | your comp|any
, ,
, ,
,
Some few | odd^lads,| that you | remem|ber not.
[Enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, in their stolen
apparel.]
STEPHANO.
Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for
all is but fortune: Coragio bully-monster Coragio.
TRINCULO.
If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.
CALIBAN.
, ,
, T
Tx . T
O Set|ebos,| these be | brave spirits
indeed:
,
, , ,
,
How fine | my mast|er is?| I am | afraid
,
T T T
He will | chastise me.
SEBASTIAN.
__
__
Ha,|
ha:
,
, ,
, ,
What things | are these,| my lord | Anto|nio?
, ,
Will mon|ey buy | them?
ANTONIO.
,
, , 2
Ver|y like:| one of them
, ,
, , 2 ,
Is a / plain fish,| and no | doubt mark|etable.
PROSPERO.
,
, , ,
,
Mark but | the bad|ges of | these^men,| my lords,
,
, , 2
, ,
Then say | if they | be true:| This misshap|en
knave;
, ,
, , ,
His moth|er was | a witch;| and one | so strong
,
, ,
, ,
That could | control | the moon;| make flows,|
and ebbs,
,
, , ,
,
And deal | in her | command,| without | her
power:
, 2
, , ,
,
These three^have | robbed me,| and this |
demi-|devil;
, ,
, , ,
2->
(For he's | a bast|ard one)| had plot|ted with ||
them
,
, , ,
,
To take | my life:| two of | these fel|lows, you
,
, , , ,
Must know,| and own,| this thing | of dark|ness, I
,
,
Acknow|ledge mine.
CALIBAN.
,
, ,
I shall | be pinched | to
death.
ALONSO.
,
, , ,
, ->
Is not | this Steph|ano,| my drunk|en but||ler?
SEBASTIAN.
, T T T
He | is drunk now:
, ,
Where had | he wine?
ALONSO.
,
x
, , ,
And Trin|culo is | reeling-|ripe: where / should
they
, ,
,
, ,
Find this | grand liq/uor that | hath gild|ed
them?
,
, ,
How camst | thou in | this pick|le?
TRINCULO.
<- ,
, ,
, ,
, ,
I | have been || in such | a pick|le since | I saw | you last,
,
,
x ,
,
That I | fear me | will
never | out of | my bones:
I shall not fear fly-blowing.
SEBASTIAN.
Who how now Stephano?
STEPHANO.
O touch me not, I am not Stephano, but a cramp.
PROSPERO.
You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
STEPHANO.
I should have been a sore one then.
ALONSO
, 2
, ,
, ,
This is as | strange a | thing as | ere I | looked on.
PROSPERO
, 2 ,
, ,
,
He is as | dispro|portioned | in his | manners
,
, , ,
,
As in | his shape:| Go sir/rah, to | my cell,
,
, , ,
,
Take with | you your | compan|ions: as | you look
,
, , ,
,
To have | my pard|on, trim | it hand|somely.
CALIBAN.
, 2 ,
, , ,
Aye that I | will: and | I'll be | wise
here|after,
,
, , ,
,
And seek | for grace:| What a / thrice-doub|le ass
, ,
, ,
,
Was I | to take | this drunk|ard for | a god?
,
, ,
And worsh|ip this / dull fool?
PROSPERO.
,
,
Go to,|
away.
ALONSO.
,
, , ,
x
Hence, and | bestow | your lug|gage where | you
found it.
SEBASTIAN.
, ,
Or stole | it rath|er. \\
[Exeunt CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO.]
PROSPERO.
, ,
, ,
,
Sir, I | invite | your High|ness, and | your train
, , ,
, ,
To my / poor cell:| where you | shall take | your
rest
. T T T
, ,
,
For this one night,| which part | of it,| I'll
waste
,
, 2 , ,
,
With such | discourse,| as I not | doubt, shall |
make it
,
, ,
, ,
Go* quick | away:| the sto|ry of | my life,
,
, 2 , ,
,
And the | partic|ular ac|cidents,/ gone by
, ,
, , ,
Since I | came to | this isle:| and in | the morn
,
, ,
, ,
->
I'll bring | you to | your ship,| and so | to
Nap||les,
,
, , ,
,
Where | I have | hope to | see the | nuptial
, ,
, , ,
Of these | our dear-|belov|ed, sol|emnized,
,
, 2 , ,
And thence | retire | me to my | Milan,| where
<- , , ,
, ,
Ev||ery / third thought | shall be | my grave.
ALONSO.
,
I long
, , ,
, ,
to hear | the sto|ry of | your life;| which must
,
, , 2
Take the | ear strange/ly.
PROSPERO.
, ___
I'll de|liver | all,
,
, , ,
,
And prom|ise you / calm seas,| auspic|ious gales,
,
, , ,
,
And sail,| so ex|pedi|tious, that | shall catch
, ,
, , 2 ,
Your roy|al fleet | far^off:| My Ar|iel; chick
, ,
, , ,
That is | thy charge:| then to | the el|ements
,
, ,
, . , ,
Be free,| and fare | thou well:| Please you draw
near.
[Exeunt]
EPILOGUE
[Spoken by PROSPERO]
, ,
T T T
Now my | charms are | all orethrown,
,
, ,
___
And what | strength I | have's mine^|own,
, T
T T ,
Which is | most faint: now |'tis true
,
, , ,
I must | be here | confined | by you,
,
, ,
,
Or sent | to Nap|les. Let | me not
,
, ,
,
Since I | have my | dukedom | got,
,
, , ,
And pard|oned the | deceiv|er, dwell
,
,
, ,
In this | bare^is|land, by | your spell,
, ,
, ___
But re|lease me | from my | bands
,
, T T
T
With the | help of | your good hands:
, ,
, ___
Gentle | breath of | yours, my | sails
T T . T , ,
Must fill, or else | my pro|ject fails,
,
, , __
Which was | to please:| Now I | want
,
2 , ,
,
Spirits | to enforce:| art to | enchant,
, ,
, ___
And my | ending | is de|spair,
,
, , x
Unless | I be | relieved | by prayer
,
, ,
,
Which^pierc|es so,| that it | assaults
,
, . T T T
Mercy | itself,| and frees all faults.
, ,
, ,
As you | from crimes | would pard|oned be,
, 2
, T T T
Let your in|dulgence | set me free.
[Exit]