ACT 1
Scene 2

...my Ariel. Come.
Enter Ariel.
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 curled clouds, to thy strong bidding task
Ariel and all his quality.

...I bade thee?
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 topmast,
The yards, and bowsprit would I flame distinctly,
Then meet and join. Jove’s lightning, the precursors
O’ th’ dreadful thunderclaps, more momentary
And sight-outrunning were not. The fire and cracks
Of sulfurous roaring the most mighty Neptune
Seem to besiege and make his bold waves tremble,
Yea, his dread trident shake.

...infect his reason?
Not a soul
But felt a fever of the mad, and played
Some tricks of desperation. 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 that leaped; cried “Hell is empty,
And all the devils are here.”

...this nigh shore?
Close by, my master.

...they, Ariel, safe?
Not a hair perished.
On 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 sighs
In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting,
His arms in this sad knot.
He folds his arms.

...o’ th’ fleet.
Safely in harbor
Is the King’s ship. In the deep nook, where once
Thou called’st me up at midnight to fetch dew
From the still-vexed Bermoothes, there she’s hid;
The mariners all under hatches stowed,
Who, with a charm joined to their suffered labor,
I have left asleep. And for the rest o’ th’ fleet,
Which I dispersed, they all have met again
And are upon the Mediterranean float,
Bound sadly home for Naples,
Supposing that they saw the King’s ship wracked
And his great person perish.

...o’ th’ day?
Past the mid season.

...spent most preciously.
Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains,
Let me remember thee what thou hast promised,
Which is not yet performed me.

...thou canst demand?
My liberty.

...out? No more.
I prithee,
Remember I have done thee worthy service,
Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, served
Without or grudge or grumblings. Thou did promise
To bate me a full year.

...did free thee?
No.

...baked with frost.
I do not, sir.

...thou forgot her?
No, sir.

...Speak. Tell me.
Sir, in Argier.

...not this true?
Ay, sir.

...A human shape.
Yes, Caliban, her son.

...let thee out.
I thank thee, master.

...away twelve winters.
Pardon, master.
I will be correspondent to command
And do my spriting gently.

...will discharge thee.
That’s my noble master.
What shall I do? Say, what? What shall I do?

...hence with diligence!
Ariel exits.

...thou tortoise. When?
Enter Ariel like a water nymph.

...in thine ear.
He whispers to Ariel.
My lord, it shall be done.
He exits.

...So, slave, hence.
Enter Ferdinand; and Ariel, invisible, playing and singing.

... Song.

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hands.

Curtsied when you have, and kissed

The wild waves whist.

Foot it featly here and there,

And sweet sprites bear

The burden. Hark, hark!

Burden dispersedly, within:
Bow-wow.

The watchdogs bark.

Burden dispersedly, within:
Bow-wow.

Hark, hark! I hear

The strain of strutting chanticleer

Cry cock-a-diddle-dow.

...again. Song.

Full fathom five 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.
Burden, within:
Ding dong.

Hark, now I hear them: ding dong bell.

...of my command.
To th’ syllable.

...not for him.
They exit.

ACT 2
Scene 1

...weeks without changing.
Enter Ariel invisible, playing solemn music.

...you. Wondrous heavy.
Ariel exits.

...They talk apart.
Enter Ariel, invisible, with music and song.
to the sleeping Gonzalo
My master through his art foresees the danger
That you, his friend, are in, and sends me forth—
For else his project dies—to keep them living. Sings in Gonzalo’s ear:

While you here do snoring lie,

Open-eyed conspiracy

His time doth take.

If of life you keep a care,

Shake off slumber and beware.

Awake, awake!

... Lead away.
aside
Prospero my lord shall know what I have done.
So, king, go safely on to seek thy son.
They exit.

ACT 3
Scene 2

...so shall Trinculo.
Enter Ariel, invisible.

...of the island.
in Trinculo’s voice
Thou liest.

...into his head.
in Trinculo’s voice
Thou liest. Thou canst not.

...say he lied?
in Trinculo’s voice
Thou liest.

...on mine honor.
aside
This will I tell my master.

...not the tune.
Ariel plays the tune on a tabor and pipe.

...I’ll follow, Stephano.
They exit.

Scene 3

...toward the table.
Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel, like a Harpy, claps his wings upon the table, and with a quaint device the banquet vanishes.
as Harpy
You are three men of sin, whom Destiny,
That hath to instrument this lower world
And what is in ’t, the never-surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up you, and on this island,
Where man doth not inhabit, you ’mongst men
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And even with such-like valor, men hang and drown
Their proper selves.

Alonso, Sebastian, and Antonio draw their swords.
You fools, I and my fellows
Are ministers of Fate. The elements
Of whom your swords are tempered may as well
Wound the loud winds or with bemocked-at stabs
Kill the still-closing waters as diminish
One dowl that’s in my plume. My fellow ministers
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your strengths
And will not be uplifted. But remember—
For that’s my business to you—that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero,
Exposed unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him and his innocent child, for which foul deed,
The powers—delaying, not forgetting—have
Incensed the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures
Against your peace. Thee of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me
Ling’ring perdition, worse than any death
Can be at once, shall step by step attend
You and your ways, whose wraths to guard you from—
Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls
Upon your heads—is nothing but heart’s sorrow
And a clear life ensuing.
He vanishes in thunder.

ACT 4
Scene 1

...industrious servant, Ariel!
Enter Ariel.
What would my potent master? Here I am.

...it from me.
Presently?

...with a twink.
Before you can say “Come” and “Go,”
And breathe twice, and cry “So, so,”
Each one, tripping on his toe,
Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master? No?

...hear me call.
Well; I conceive.
He exits.

...wish your peace.
Enter Ariel.

...thee, Ariel. Come.
Thy thoughts I cleave to. What’s thy pleasure?

...meet with Caliban.
Ay, my commander. When I presented Ceres,
I thought to have told thee of it, but I feared
Lest I might anger thee.

...leave these varlets?
I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking,
So full of valor that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces, beat the ground
For kissing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbacked colts, they pricked their ears,
Advanced their eyelids, lifted up their noses
As they smelt music. So I charmed their ears
That, calf-like, they my lowing followed through
Toothed briers, sharp furzes, pricking gorse, and thorns,
Which entered their frail shins. At last I left them
I’ th’ filthy-mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to th’ chins, that the foul lake
O’erstunk their feet.

...catch these thieves.
I go, I go.
He exits.

...Even to roaring.
Enter Ariel, loaden with glistering apparel, etc.

...on this line.
as Prospero and Ariel look on.

...of hunters heard.
Prospero and Ariel setting them on.

...Hey, Mountain, hey!
Silver! There it goes, Silver!

...cat o’ mountain.
Hark, they roar.

...do me service.
They exit.

ACT 5
Scene 1
Enter Prospero in his magic robes, and Ariel.

...carriage.—How’s the day?
On the sixth hour, at which time, my lord,
You said our work should cease.

...and ’s followers?
Confined together
In the same fashion as you gave in charge,
Just as you left them; all prisoners, sir,
In the line grove which weather-fends your cell.
They cannot budge till your release. The King,
His brother, and yours abide all three distracted,
And the remainder mourning over them,
Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly
Him that you termed, sir, the good old Lord Gonzalo.
His tears runs down his beard like winter’s drops
From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works ’em
That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.

...think so, spirit?
Mine would, sir, were I human.

...shall be themselves.
I’ll fetch them, sir.
He exits.

...my book.Solemn music.
Here enters Ariel before; then Alonso with a 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.

...in my cell.
Ariel exits and at once returns with Prospero’s ducal robes.

...long be free.
sings, and helps to attire him.
Where the bee sucks, there suck I.
In a cowslip’s bell I lie.
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat’s back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bow.

...presently, I prithee.
I drink the air before me, and return
Or ere your pulse twice beat.
He exits.

...it so. Amen.
Enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following.

...out to sea.
aside to Prospero
Sir, all this service
Have I done since I went.

...brought moping hither.
aside to Prospero
Was ’t well done?

...Untie the spell.
Ariel exits.

...you remember not.
Enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo in their stolen apparel.

...you, draw near.
They all exit.