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When I have deck'd the fea with drops full falt;
Under my burden groan'd; which rais'd in me
An undergoing ftomach, to bear up
Against what should enfue.

Mira. How came we a-fhore?
Pro. By providence divine.

Some food we had, and some fresh water, that
A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,
Out of his charity, being then appointed
Master of this defign, did give us, with
Rich garments, linens, ftuffs, and neceffaries,
Which fince have fteeded much. So of his gentlenef
Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me
From my own library, with volumes that
I prize above my Dukedom.
Mira. Would I might

But ever fee that man!

Pro. Now, I arise :

Sit still, and hear the laft of our sea forrow.
Here in this island we arriv'd, and here
Have I, thy school-mafter, made thee more profit
Than other Princes can, that have more time
For vainer hours, and tutors not fo careful.

Mira. Heaven's thank you for't! And now, I pray you, Sir,

(For ftill 'tis beating in my mind) your reafon For railing this fea-ftorm?

Pro. Know thus far forth,

By accident most strange, bountiful fortune,
Now my dear lady, hath, mine enemies
Brought to this fhore: and, by my prefcience
I find, my Zenith doth depend upon

5-deck'd the Sea.] To deck the Sea, if explained, to honour, adorn, or dignify, is indeed ridiculous, but the original import of the Verb deck is, to cover; fo in fome Parts they yet fay deck the Table: This Senfe

may be born, but perhaps the Poet wrote fleck'd, which I think is ftill used of Drops falling upon Water. Dr. Warburton reads mock'd, the Oxford Edition brack'd.

A moft

A moft aufpicious ftar; whofe influence
If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes
Will ever after droop. Here ceafe more questions;
Thou art inclin'd to fleep. 'Tis a good dulnefs, "
And give it way-afide. I know thou canst not chufe-

[Miranda fleeps.

Come away, fervant, come; I'm ready now :
Approach, my Ariel, Come.


Enter Ariel.

Ari. All hail, great mafter! grave Sir, hail! I



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 trong bidding task
Ariel, and all his quality.

Pro. Haft thou, fpirit,

Perform'd to point the tempeft that I bad thee?
Ari. To every Article.

I boarded the King's fhip: now on the beak, 7
Now in the wafte 8, the deck, in every cabin,
I flam'd amazement. Sometimes, I'd divide,
And burn in many places; on the top-mast,
The yards, and bolt-sprit, would I flame distinctly;
Then meet and join. Jove's lightnings, the precurfers
Of 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;

6 Dr. Warburton rightly obferves, that this Sleepiness which Profpero by his Art had brought upon Miranda, and of which he knew not how foon the Effect would begin, makes him queftion her fo often whether he is

attentive to his Story.

7 The Beak was a strong pointed Body at the Head of the ancient Gallies; it is ufed here for the forecastle, or the bolt-sprit.

8 The Part between the Quarter deck and the forecastle.


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Yea, his dread trident shake.
Pro. My brave spirit!

Who was so firm, fo conftant, that this coyle
Would not infect his reafon?

Ari. Not a foul

But felt a fever of the mad, and plaid 9
Some tricks of defperation: all, but mariners,
Plung'd in the foaming brine, and quit the veffel,
Then all a-fire with me: the King's fon Ferdinand
With hair up-staring (then like reeds, not hair)
Was the firft man, that leap'd; cry'd, " hell is empty;
"And all the devils are here."

Pro. Why, that's my spirit! But was not this nigh fhore?

Ari. Close by, my Master.
Pro. But are they, Ariel, fafe?
Ari. Not a hair perish'd:

On their fustaining garments not a blemish,
But fresher than before. And as thou badft me,
In troops I have difpers'd them 'bout the ifle:
The King's fon have I landed by himself,
Whom I left cooling of the air with fighs,
In an odd angle of the ifle, and fitting,
His arms in this fad knot.

Pro. Of the King's fhip

The mariners, fay, how thou haft difpos'd,
And all the reft o' th' fleet?

Ari. Safely in harbour

Is the King's fhip; in the deep nook, where once
Thou call'dit me up at midnight, to fetch dew
From the ftill-vext Bermoothes. There's fhe's hid,


moothes is printed by Mistake for Bermudas. No. That was the Name by which the Islands then went, as we may fee by the Voyages of that Time: and by our Author's contemporary Poets. Fletcher, in his Woman pleased, fays,

9 In all the later Editions this is changed to a Fever of the Mind, without Reafon or Authority, nor is any Notice given of an Alteration.

1 From the fill vext Bermoothes,] Theobald fays Ber

The mariners all under hatches ftow'd,
Whom with a charm join'd to their fuffer'd labour
I've left alleep; and for the rest o' th' fleet
(Which I difpers'd) they all have met again,
And are upon the Mediterranean flote,
Bound fadly home for Naples ;
Suppoling, that they faw the King's fhip wreckt,
And his great perfon perish.
Pro. Ariel, thy charge

Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work.
What is the time o'th' day? 2

Ari. Paft the mid feafon.

Pro. At least two glaffes; the time 'twixt fix and now Muft by us both be fpent most preciously.

Ari. Is there more toil? fince thou doft give me


Let me remember thee what thou haft promis'd,
Which is not yet perform'd me.
Pro. How now? moody?
What is't thou canft demand?

Ari. My liberty.

Pro. Before the time be out? no more.
Ari. I pr'ythee,
Remember, I have done thee worthy service;
Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, ferv'd

fay, The Devil fhould think of purchafing that Eggbell to victual out a Witch for the Bermoothes. Smith, in his Account of these Iflands, p. 172. fays, that the Bermudas were fo fearful to the World, that many call'd them the Ifle of Devils.-P. 174.- to all Seamen no lefs terrible than an inchanted Den of Furies. And no wonder, for the Clime was extremely fubject to Storms and Hurricanes; and the Iflands were furrounded with fcattered Rocks

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Without or grudge, or grumblings; thou didft pron.ife
To bate me a full year.

Pro. Doft thou forget 3

From what a torment I did free thee?

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Ari. No.

Pro. Thou doft; and think'ft it much to tread the


Of the falt deep;

3 That the Character and Conduct of Profpero may be underftood, fomething must be known of the Syftem of Enchantment, which fupplied all the Marvellous found in the Romances of the middle Ages. This Syftem seems to be founded on the Opinion that the fallen Spirits, having different Degrees of Guilt, had different Habitations alloted them at their Expulfion, fome being confined in Hell, fome, as Hooker, who delivers the Opinion of our Poet's Age, expreffes it, difperfed in Air, Jome on Earth, fome in Water, others in Caves, Dens or Minerals under the Earth. Of thefe fome were more malignant and mifchievous than others. The earthy Spirits feem to have been thought the most depraved, and the aerial the leaft vitiated. Thus Profpero obferves of Ariel,

-Thou waft a Spirit too delicate

To at her earthy and abhorred Commands.

Over thefe Spirits a Power might be obtained by certain Rites performed or Charms learned. This Power was called the Black Art, or Knowledge of Enchantment. The Enchanter being, as King James obferves in his Demonology,


one who commands the Devil, avhereas the Witch ferves him. Thofe who thought beft of this Art, the Existence of which was, I am afraid, believed very ferioufly, held that certain Sounds and Characters had a physical Power over Spirits, and compelled their Agency; others who condemned the Practice, which in reality was furely never practifed, were of Opinion, with more Reason, that the Power of Charms arofe only from compact, and was no more than the Spirits voluntary allowed them for the Seduction of Man. The Art was held by all, though not equally criminal, yet unlawful; and therefore Coujabon, speaking of one who had Commerce with Spirits, blames him, though he imagines him one of the best Kind who dealt with them by Way of Command. Thus Profpero repents of his Art in the last Scene. The Spirits were always confidered as in fome Meafore enflaved to the Enchanter, at leaft for a Time, and as ferving with with Unwillinguefs, therefore Ariel fo often begs for Liberty; and Caliban obferves that the Spirits ferve Profpero with no good Will, but bate him rootedly. Of thefe Trifles enough.



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