The Tempest

Front 1

O, the cry did knock against my very heart.

Back 1

Be collected: No More Amazement: tell your piteous heart there’s no harm done.

Hint 1

the collector

Front 2

O, woe the day!

Back 2

No harm. I have done nothing but in care of thee, of thee, my dear one, thee, my daughter. Lend thy hand, and pluck my magic garment from me. [Miranda takes off his cloak, Prospero takes the cloak and lays it down beside the river for her to sit/lay on]
So: Lie there, my art. Have comfort. The direful spectacle of the wreck, I have with such provision in mine art so safely ordered that there is no soul – no, not so much perdition as an hair betid to any creature in the vessel which thou heard’st cry, which thou saw’st sink. Sit down; for thou must now know farther. The hour’s now come; canst thou remember a time before we came unto this cell?

Hint 2

pluck

Front 3

‘Tis far off and rather like a dream. Had I not four or five women once that tended me?

Back 3

Thou hadst, and more, Miranda. Twelve year since, Miranda, twelve year since, thy father was the Duke of Milan and a prince of power.

Hint 3

twelve years

Front 4

Sir, are you not my father?

Back 4

Thy mother was piece of virtue, and she said thou wast my daughter; and thy father was Duke of Milan.

Hint 4

funny

Front 5

O, the heavens! What foul play had we, that we came from thence?

Back 5

By foul play, as thou say’st. My brother and thy uncle, call’d Antonio - I pray thee, mark me – he whom next thyself of all the world I loved and to him put the manage of my state; as at that time through all the signories it was the first and Prospero the prime duke, 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 rapt in secret studies. Thy false uncle – having both the key of officer and office, set all hearts ‘i the state to what tune pleased his ear. (irritated) Thou attend’st not.

Hint 5

officer keys

Front 6

O, good sir, I do.

Back 6

I pray thee, mark me. I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated to closeness and the bettering of my mind – in my false brother awaked an evil nature; he being thus lorded, not only with what my revenue yielded, but what my power might else exact, he needs will be absolute Milan. Me, poor man, my library was dukedom large enough: of temporal royalties wi’ the King of Naples to give him annual tribute, do him homage and bend the dukedom yet unbow’d – alas, poor Milan! – to most ignoble stooping.

Front 7

O the heavens!

Back 7

Mark his condition and the event; then tell me if this might be a brother.

Front 8

Miranda: I should sin to think but nobly of my grandmother: Good wombs have borne bad sons.

Back 8

Now the condition. [Prospero sits on rock] This King of Naples, being an enemy to me inveterate, hearkens my brother’s suit; Whereon, a treacherous army levied, one midnight fated to the purpose did Antonio open the gates of Milan, and i’ the dead of darkness, hurried thence me and thy crying self.

Front 9

Miranda: Alack, for pity! Wherefore did they not that hour destroy us?

Back 9

Well demanded, wench: They durst not, so dear the love my people bore me; They hurried us aboard a bark, bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepared a rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg’d, nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats instinctively have quit it: there they hoist us, to cry to the sea.

Front 10

Miranda: Alack, what trouble was I then to you!

Back 10

O, a cherubin thou wast that did preserve me. Thou didst smile, infused with a fortitude from heaven.

Front 11

How came we ashore?

Back 11

By providence divine. Some food we had and some fresh water that a noble Neopolitan, Gonzalo, out of his charity did give us; So, of his gentleness, knowing I loved my books, he furnish’d me from mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.

Front 12

Would I might but ever see that man!

Back 12

Now I arise: [Prospero stands] Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow. Here in this island we arrived.

Front 13

And now, I pray you, sir, for still ‘tis beating in my mind, your reason for raising this sea-storm?

Back 13

Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, hath mine enemies brought to this shore; and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon a most auspicious star. Here cease more questions: Thou art inclined to sleep; ‘tis a good dullness, and give it way: I know thou canst not choose.
[to Ariel]
Come away, servant come. I am ready now. Approach, my Ariel, come.

Front 14

Ariel: All hail, great master! Grave sir, hail! I hcome 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.

Back 14

Hast thou, sprit, perform’d to point the tempest that I bade thee?

Front 15

Ariel: To every article. I boarded the king’s ship; now on the beak, now in the wasit, the deck, in every cabin, I flamed amazment. All but mariners plunged in the foaming brine and quit the vessel, then all afire with me: the king’s son , Ferdinand, with hair up-staring, - then like reeds, not hair – was the first man the leap’d; cried, “Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.”

Back 15

But are they, Ariel, safe?