A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd, MIRA. Alack! what trouble Was I then to you! PRO. O! a cherubim Thou waft, that did preferve me! Thou didst smile, When I have deck'd the sea with drops full falt; Against what should enfue. MIRA. HOW came we afhore? PRO. By Providence divine. Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Out of his charity, (who being then appointed Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and neceffaries, Which fince have fteaded much fo, of his gentleness, I prize above my dukedom. MIRA. 'Would I might But ever fee that man! PRO. Now I arife : Sit ftill, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. For vainer hours, and tutors not fo careful. you, fir, you (For ftill 'tis beating in my mind) your reason For raising this fea-storm? PRO. Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, my I pray A most auspicious ftar; whose influence Enter ARIEL. ARI. All hail, great mafter! grave fir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly, To fwim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds; to thy ftrong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality. PRO. Haft thou, fpirit, Perform'd to point the tempeft that I bade thee? I boarded the king's fhip; now on the beak, O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And fight-out-running were not: The fire, and cracks. Of fulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Seem'd to befiege, and make his bold waves tremble, Yea, his dread trident shake. PRO. My brave spirit! Who was fo firm, fo conftant, that this coil ARI. Not a foul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of defperation: All, but mariners, PRO. Why, that's my fpirit! But was not this nigh fhore? On their sustaining garments not a blemish, PRO. Of the king's ship, The mariners, fay, how thou haft difpos'd, ARI. Safely in harbour Is the king's fhip; in the deep,nook, where once Thou call'dft me up at midnight, to fetch dew Whom, with a charm join'd to their fuffer'd labour, Bound fadly home for Naples; Suppofing that they faw the king's fhip wreck'd, PRO. Ariel, thy charge Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: ARI. Paft the mid feason. PRO. At least two glaffes: The time 'twixt fix and now, Muft by us both be spent most preciously. ARI. Is there more toil? Since thou doft give me pains, Let me remember thee what thou haft promis'd, Which is not yet perform'd me. PRO. How now? moody? What is't thou can'st demand? ARI. My liberty. PRO. Before the time be out? no more. ARI. I pray thee Remember, I have done thee worthy fervice; Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, ferv'd Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didft promife To bate me a full year. PRO. Doft thou forget From what a torment I did free thee? ARI. No. PRO. Thou doft; and think'ft It much, to tread the ooze of the falt deep; To run upon the sharp wind of the north; ARI. I do not, fir. PRO. Thou lieft, malignant thing! Haft thou forgot ARI. No, fir. PRO. Thou haft: Where was she born? speak; tell me. PRO. O, was fhe fo? I muft, Once in a month, recount what thou haft been, Thou know'st, was banish'd; for one thing fhe did, PRO. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with child, A dozen years; within which space she died, And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans, As fast as mill-wheels ftrike: Then was this island (Save for the fon that she did litter here, A freckled whelp, hag-born) not honour'd with |