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7075Of all the world I loved, and to him putThe manage of my state; as at that timeThrough all the signories23 it was the first,And Prospero the prime duke, being so reputedIn dignity, and for the liberal artsWithout a parallel; those being all my study,The government I cast upon my brotherAnd to my state grew stranger, being transportedAnd rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle—Dost thou attend me?Miranda.8085 Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.95100105Prospero. Being once perfected24 how to grant suits,How to deny them, who t’ advance, and whoTo trash for overtopping,25 new-createdThe creatures that were mine, I say—or changed ’em,Or else new-formed ’em26—having both the keyOf officer and office, set all hearts i’ th’ stateTo what tune pleased his ear, that now he wasThe ivy which had hid my princely trunkAnd sucked my verdure27 out on’t. Thou attend’st not?Prospero.I pray thee mark me.I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicatedTo closeness28 and the bettering of my mind—With that which, but by being so retired,O’erprized all popular rate, in my false brotherAwaked an evil nature,29 and my trust,Like a good parent, did beget of himA falsehood in its contrary as greatAs my trust was, which had indeed no limit,A confidence sans bound. He being thus lorded—Not only with what my revenue yieldedBut what my power might else exact, like oneWho having into truth—by telling of it,30Made such a sinner of his memoryTo credit31 his own lie, he did believeHe was indeed the Duke, out o’ th’ substitutionAnd executing th’ outward face of royaltyWith all prerogative.32 Hence his ambition growing—Dost thou hear?Miranda.11023. signories n. feudal authority;seigneuries; principalities.Sir, most heedfully.Miranda. O, good sir, I do.90NOTESYour tale, sir, would cure deafness.Prospero. To have no screen between this part he playedAnd him he played it for, he needs will beAbsolute Milan.33 Me (poor man) my libraryWas dukedom large enough. Of temporal34 royaltiesHe thinks me now incapable; confederates24. perfected skilled at.25. trash for overtopping holdback from going too fast orbeing too ambitious; “trash”refers to a cord or leash usedin training dogs.26. new-created . . . ’em remademy staff—either by replacingthose I had chosen with othersloyal to him or by turning mypeople against me.27. verdure n. green vegetation;health and vigor.28. closeness n. seclusion.29. with . . . nature by devotingmyself to higher things,which is beyond popularunderstanding, I aroused evilin my brother.30. like . . . it like one trulyentitled to what my powercommanded by simplyclaiming the right.31. credit v. believe.32. out . . . prerogative bysubstituting for me andpretending he was royalty withall its rights and privileges.33. Absolute Milan Duke in fact,not just in pretense.34. temporal adj. in time; ofthis world.The Tempest, Act I 517

NOTES115Miranda.Prospero. Mark his condition,36 and th’ event;37 then tell meIf this might be a brother.36. condition n. terms ofagreement with Naples.37. event n. outcome.12038. in lieu o’ th’ premises in returnfor promises.125treacherous (TREHCH uhr uhs)adj. not trustworthy13039. ministers n. agents.40. hint n. occasion.135Miranda.I should sinTo think but nobly of my grandmother.Good wombs have borne bad sons.Prospero.Now the condition.The King of Naples, being an enemyTo me inveterate, hearkens my brother’s suit;Which was, that he, in lieu o’ th’ premises38Of homage and I know not how much tribute,Should presently extirpate me and mineOut of the dukedom and confer fair MilanWith all the honors, of my brother. Whereon,A treacherous army levied, one midnightFated to th’ purpose, did Antonio openThe gates of Milan; and, i’ th’ dead of darkness,The ministers39 for th’ purpose hurried thenceMe and thy crying self.Miranda.Alack, for pity!I, not rememb’ring how I cried out then,Will cry it o’er again; it is a hint40That wrings mine eyes to’t.Prospero.Hear a little further,And then I’ll bring thee to the present businessWhich now’s upon’s; without the which this storyWere most impertinent.4141. impertinent adj. inappropriate;not pertinent; beside thepoint.Miranda.That hour destroy us?14042. In few with little explanation;using few words.O the heavens!14543. butt n. contemporaryreference to a ship; tub.518 UNIT 5 VIRTUE AND VENGEANCEWherefore did they notProspero.Well demanded, wench.My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst not,So dear the love my people bore me; nor setA mark so bloody on the business; but,With colors fairer, painted their foul ends.In few,42 they hurried us aboard a bark;Bore us some leagues to sea, where they preparedA rotten carcass of a butt,43 not rigged,Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very ratsInstinctively have quit it. There they hoist us,To cry to th’ sea that roared to us; to sigh Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.35. dry . . . sway thirsty for power;we would say “hungry forpower.”(So dry he was for sway)35 wi’ th’ King of NaplesTo give him annual tribute, do him homage,Subject his coronet to his crown, and bendThe dukedom, yet unbowed (alas, poor Milan!),To most ignoble stooping.

150To th’ winds, whose pity, sighing back again,Did us but loving wrong.Miranda.Was I then to you!155160165 Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.17518018544. decked . . . salt decorated thesea with tears.45. undergoing stomachunderlying courage.How came we ashore?Prospero. By providence divine.Some food we had and some fresh water, thatA noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,Out of his charity, who being then appointedMaster of this design, did give us, withRich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries,Which since have steaded much.46 So, of his gentleness,Knowing I loved my books, he furnished meFrom mine own library with volumes thatI prize above my dukedom.Miranda.But ever see that man!170Alack, what troubleProspero.O, a cherubimThou was that did preserve me! Thou didst smile.Infused with a fortitude from heaven,When I have decked the sea with drops full salt,44Under my burden groaned; which raised in meAn undergoing stomach,45 to bear upAgainst what should ensue.Miranda.NOTES46. steaded much been ofmuch use.Would I mightProspero.Now I arise:Sit still, and hear the last of our sea sorrow.Here in this island we arrived; and hereHave I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profitThan other princess’ can,47 that have more timeFor vainer hours, and tutors not so careful.47. princess’ can princesses have.Miranda. Heavens thank you for’t! And now I pray you, sir—For still ’tis beating in my mind—your reasonFor raising this sea storm?Prospero.Know thus far forth.By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune(Now my dear lady)48 hath mine enemiesBrought to this shore; and by my prescience49I find my zenith50 doth depend uponA most auspicious star, whose influenceIf now I court not, but omit,51 my fortunesWill ever after droop. Here cease more questions.Thou art inclined to sleep. ’Tis a good dullness,And give it way: I know thou canst not choose. [Miranda sleeps.]48. Now . . . lady now mysupporter.49. prescience n. knowledgebefore an event.50. zenith n. highest fortune51. omit v. ignore.The Tempest, Act I 519

Come away,52 servant, come! I am ready now.Approach, my Ariel! Come!NOTES52. Come away come here.[Enter Ariel.]19053. quality n. others like Ariel whomake up his band of spirits.54. to point to the smallest detail;with absolute precision.Prospero.Hast thou, spirit,54Performed to point, the tempest that I bade thee?19555. Now . . . deck now on theprow, now amidships, now onthe rear deck or poop.56. flamed amazement causedterror by appearing as fire.Ariel. All hail, great master! Grave sir, hail! I comeTo answer thy best pleasure; be’t to fly,To swim, to dive into the fire, to rideOn the curled clouds. To thy strong bidding taskAriel and all his quality.5320057. boresprit n. bowsprit; a sailingterm.58. distinctly adv. in distinct orseparate places. Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.205Ariel. To every article.I boarded the King’s ship. Now on the beak,Now in the waist, the deck,55 in every cabin,I flamed amazement.56 Sometime I’d divideAnd burn in many places; on the topmast,The yards, and boresprit57 would I flame distinctly,58Then meet and join. Jove’s lightnings, the precursorsO’ th’ dreadful thunderclaps, more momentaryAnd sight-outrunning were not. The fire and cracksOf sulfurous roaring the most mighty NeptuneSeem to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble;The sorcerer Prospera (played by Dame Helen Mirren) confers with her servant Ariel (played by Ben Whishaw).520 UNIT 5 VIRTUE AND VENGEANCE

Yea, his dread trident shake.Prospero.My brave spirit!Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil59Would not infect his reason?210215Ariel.Not a soulBut felt a fever of the mad and playedSome tricks of desperation. All but marinersPlunged in the foaming brine and quit the vessel,Then all afire with me. The King’s son Ferdinand,With hair up-staring60 (then like reeds, not hair),Was the first man that leapt; cried, “Hell is empty,And all the devils are here!”Prospero.Why that’s my spirit!But was not this nigh shore?Ariel.Close by, my master.NOTES59. coil n. tumult; uproar.60. up-staring adj. standing upon end.CLOSE READANNOTATE: In lines 214–215,mark the words that Ariel quotesdirectly from Ferdinand.QUESTION: Why does Ariel quoteFerdinand? What effect is hetrying to achieve?CONCLUDE: What does thispassage show about Ariel’srelationship to Prospero?Prospero. But are they, Ariel, safe?220 Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.225230235Ariel.Not a hair perished.61On their sustaining garments not a blemish,But fresher than before; and as thou bad’st me,In troops I have dispersed them ’bout the isle.The King’s son have I landed by himself,Whom I left cooling of the air with sighsIn an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,His arms in this sad knot. [Illustrates with a gesture.]61. sustaining adj. supporting bykeeping them afloat.Prospero.Of the King’s ship,The mariners, say how thou hast disposed,And all the rest o’ th’ fleet.Ariel.Safely in harborIs the King’s ship; in the deep nook where onceThou call’dst me up at midnight to fetch dewFrom the still-vexed Bermoothes,62 there she’s hid;The mariners all under hatches stowed,Who, with a charm joined to their suff’red labor,63I have left asleep. And for the rest o’ th’ fleet,Which I dispersed, they all have met again,And are upon the Mediterranean flote64Bound sadly home for Naples,Supposing that they saw the King’s ship wrackedAnd his great person perish.62. Bermoothes Bermudas.63. suff’red labor work they haddone.64. flote n. sea.Prospero.Ariel, thy chargeExactly is performed; but there’s more work.What is the time o’ th’ day?Ariel.240Past the mid season.65Prospero. At least two glasses. The time ’twixt six and nowMust by us both be spent most preciously.6665. mid season noon.66. two glasses two o’clock; theturning of two hourglasses.The Tempest, Act I 521

Ariel. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains,67Let me remember68 thee what thou hast promised,Which is not yet performed me.NOTES67. pains n. hard work.68. remember v. remind.245Prospero.How now? Moody?What is’t thou canst demand?Ariel.My liberty.Prospero. Before the time be out? No more!250Prospero.Dost thou forgetFrom what a torment I did free thee?Ariel.70. veins n. underground streams.25571. baked adj. hardened.No.Prospero. Thou dost; and think’st it much to tread the oozeOf the salt deep,To run upon the sharp wind of the North,To do me business in the veins70 o’ th’ earthWhen it is baked71 with frost.Ariel.Prospero. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgotThe foul witch Sycorax,72 who with age and envy73Was grown into a hoop? Hast thou forgot her?72. Sycorax name of the witch,possibly made up from two ormore Greek words.73. envy n. spite.I do not, sir.260Ariel. No, sir.Prospero.Tell me!Thou hast. Where was she born? Speak!Ariel. Sir, in Argier.7474. Argier Algiers, in North Africa.265Prospero.O, was she so? I mustOnce in a month recount what thou hast been,Which thou forget’st. This damned witch Sycorax,For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terribleTo enter human hearing, from Argier,Thou know’st, was banished. For one thing she didThey would not take her life. Is not this true?Ariel. Ay, sir.27075. hests n. orders.76. more potent ministers morepowerful agents.275522 UNIT 5 VIRTUE AND VENGEANCEProspero. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with childAnd here was left by th’ sailors. Thou, my slave,As thou report’st thyself, wast then her servant.And, for thou wast a spirit too delicateTo act her earthy and abhorred commands,Refusing her grand hests,75 she did confine thee,By help of her more potent ministers,76 Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.69. bate . . . year reduce myservitude by a full year.Ariel.I prithee,Remember I have done thee worthy service,Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, servedWithout or grudge or grumblings. Thou did promiseTo bate me a full year.69

280And in her most unmitigable rage,Into a cloven pine; within which riftImprisoned thou didst painfully remainA dozen years; within which space she diedAnd left thee there, where thou didst vent thy groansAs fast as millwheels strike. Then was this island(Save for the son that she did litter here,A freckled whelp, hagborn) not honored withA human shape.Ariel.285290Yes, Caliban her son.Prospero. Dull thing, I say so! He, that CalibanWhom now I keep in service. Thou best know’stWhat torment I did find thee in; thy groansDid make wolves howl and penetrate the breastsOf ever-angry bears. It was a tormentTo lay upon the damned, which SycoraxCould not again undo. It was mine art,When I arrived and heard thee, that made gapeThe pine, and let thee out.Ariel.295I thank thee, master.Prospero. If thou more murmur’st, I will rend an oakAnd peg thee in his knotty entrails tillThou hast howled away twelve winters.Ariel.Pardon, master,I will be correspondent77 to commandAnd do my spiriting gently.78Prospero.I will discharge thee. Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.300NOTESCLOSE READANNOTATE: Mark all of Ariel’sspeeches in lines 251–293.QUESTION: What is the maindifference between Ariel’s linesand Prospero’s?CONCLUDE: What does thisdifference suggest aboutthe personalities of the twocharacters and the nature oftheir relationship?77. correspondent adj. obedient.78. gently adj. graciously.Do so; and after two daysAriel.That’s my noble master!What shall I do? Say what? What shall I do?Prospero. Go make thyself like a nymph o’ th’ sea. Be subjectTo no sight but thine and mine, invisibleTo every eyeball else. Go take this shapeAnd hither come in’t. Go! Hence with diligence! [Exit Ariel.]305Awake, dear heart, awake! Thou hast slept well.Awake!Miranda.The strangeness of your story put79Heaviness in me.79. Heaviness n. sleepiness.Prospero.Shake it off. Come on.We’ll visit Caliban, my slave, who neverYields us kind answer.310Miranda.’Tis a villain, sir,I do not love to look on.Prospero.But, as ’tis,The Tempest, Act I 523

We cannot miss80 him. He does make our fire,Fetch in our wood, and serves in officesThat profit us. What, ho! Slave! Caliban!Thou earth, thou! Speak!NOTES80. miss v. manage without.Caliban. [Within]315There’s wood enough within.Prospero. Come forth, I say! There’s other business for thee.Come, thou tortoise! When?[Enter Ariel like a water nymph.]Fine apparition! My quaint81 Ariel,Hark in thine ear. 81. quaint adj. clever; ingenious.Ariel.320[Whispers.]My lord it shall be done. [Exit.]Prospero. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himselfUpon thy wicked dam, come forth![Enter Caliban.]Caliban. As wicked dew as e’er my mother brushedWith raven’s feather from unwholesome fenDrop on you both! A southwest82 blow on yeAnd blister83 you all o’er!83. blister v. give blisters or sores.84. Urchins n. goblins.32585. vast . . . work the long periodof the night when goblinsare permitted to do whatthey wish.33033534086. sty v. lodge or pen up, as in apigsty.87. rock n. cave.88. stripes n. whiplashes.345524 UNIT 5 VIRTUE AND VENGEANCEProspero. For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps,Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up. Urchins84Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,85All exercise on thee; thou shalt be pinchedAs thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stingingThan bees that made ’em.Caliban.I must eat my dinner.This island’s mine by Sycorax my mother,Which thou tak’st from me. When thou cam’st first,Thou strok’st me and made much of me; wouldst give meWater with berries in’t; and teach me howTo name the bigger light, and how the less,That burn by day and night. And then I loved theeAnd showed thee all the qualities o’ th’ isle,The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place and fertile.Cursed be I that did so! All the charmsOf 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 sty86 meIn this hard rock,87 whiles you do keep from meThe rest o’ th’ island.Prospero.Thou most lying slave,Whom stripes88 may move, not kindness! I have used thee,(Filth as thou art) with human care, and lodged theeIn mine own cell till thou didst seek to violateThe honor of my child. Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.82. southwest wind believed tocarry the plague.

Caliban, the native inhabitantof the island, is often depictedas poorly or not fully formed.In the 2010 film adaptation,this aspect of Caliban’scharacter (here played byDjimon Hounsou) was madeliteral with the use of makeupand prosthetics. Pearson Education, Inc., or its affiliates. All rights reserved.350355360365Caliban. O ho, O ho! Would’t had been done!Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled elseThis isle with Calibans.Miranda.Abhorrèd slave,Which any print of goodness wilt not take,Being capable of all ill89 I pitied thee,Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hourOne thing or other. When thou didst not, savage,Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble likeA thing most brutish, I endowed thy purposesWith words that made them known. But thy vile race,Though thou didst learn, had that in’t which good naturesCould not abide to be with. Therefore wast thouDeservedly confined into this rock, who hadstDeserved more than a prison.Caliban. You taught me language, and my profit on’tIs, I know how to curse. The red plague rid90 youFor learning91 me your language!NOTES89. print . . . ill impression ofgoodness will not take sinceyou are capable only ofmaking an evil impression.90. rid v. destroy.91. learning teaching.The Tempest, Act I 525

NOTES92. thou’rt best you’d better.370Prospero.Hagseed, hence!Fetch us in fuel. And be quick, thou’rt best,92To answer other business. Shrug’st thou, malice?If thou neglect’st or dost unwillinglyWhat I command, I’ll rack thee with old cramps,Fill all thy bones with aches, make thee roarThat beasts shall tremble at thy din.Caliban.No, pray thee.[Aside] I must obey. His art is of such pow’rIt would control my dam’s god, Setebos,93And make a vassal of him.93. Setebos South AmericanIndian god who wasmentioned in a travel bookby a sixteenth-centuryEnglishman.Prospero.So, slave; hence! [Exit Caliban.][Enter Ferdinand and Ariel (invisible), playing and singing.]Ariel’s song.94. kissed . . . whist kissed thewild waves into silence.95. featly adv. nimbly.96. Burden, dispersedly stagedirection calling for abackground sound of dogsand later of a crowingrooster.97. chanticleer n. rooster,originally the name of therooster character in popularmedieval fables.38038539098. passion n. emotion; sorrow.Come unto these yellow sands,And then take hands:Curtsied when you have and kissedThe wild waves whist,94Foot it fea

The Tempest Act I CHARACTERS The Scene: An uninhabited island. Alonso, King of Naples Sebastian, his brother Prospero, the right Duke of Milan Antonio, his brother, the usurping Duke of Milan Ferdinand, son to the King of Naples Gonzalo, an honest old councilor Adrian and Francisco, lord