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Tempest
[I, 2] |
Ariel |
421 |
Yes, Caliban her son.
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2 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
422 |
Dull thing, I say so; he, that Caliban
Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st
What torment I did find thee in; thy groans
Did make wolves howl and penetrate the breasts
Of ever angry bears: it was a torment
To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax
Could not again undo: it was mine art,
When I arrived and heard thee, that made gape
The pine and let thee out.
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3 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
450 |
Shake it off. Come on;
We'll visit Caliban my slave, who never
Yields us kind answer.
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4 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
455 |
But, as 'tis,
We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
Fetch in our wood and serves in offices
That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban!
Thou earth, thou! speak.
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5 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
(stage directions) |
470 |
[Enter CALIBAN]
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6 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
532 |
So, slave; hence!
[Exit CALIBAN]
[Re-enter ARIEL, invisible, playing and singing;]
FERDINAND following]
ARIEL'S song.
Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:
Courtsied when you have and kiss'd
The wild waves whist,
Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear.
Hark, hark!
[Burthen [dispersedly, within] Bow-wow]
The watch-dogs bark!
[Burthen Bow-wow]
Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow.
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7 |
Tempest
[I, 2] |
Prospero |
664 |
Silence! one word more
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What!
An advocate for an imposter! hush!
Thou think'st there is no more such shapes as he,
Having seen but him and Caliban: foolish wench!
To the most of men this is a Caliban
And they to him are angels.
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8 |
Tempest
[II, 2] |
(stage directions) |
1080 |
[Enter CALIBAN with a burden of wood. A noise of]
thunder heard]
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9 |
Tempest
[III, 2] |
(stage directions) |
1395 |
[Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO]
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10 |
Tempest
[IV, 1] |
Prospero |
1867 |
[Aside] I had forgot that foul conspiracy
Of the beast Caliban and his confederates
Against my life: the minute of their plot
Is almost come.
[To the Spirits]
Well done! avoid; no more!
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11 |
Tempest
[IV, 1] |
Prospero |
1900 |
Spirit,
We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
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12 |
Tempest
[IV, 1] |
Prospero |
1927 |
A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as with age his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. I will plague them all,
Even to roaring.
[Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, &c]
Come, hang them on this line.
[PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter]
CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet]
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13 |
Tempest
[IV, 1] |
Caliban |
1958 |
Prithee, my king, be quiet. Seest thou here,
This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter.
Do that good mischief which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker.
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14 |
Tempest
[IV, 1] |
Prospero |
2001 |
Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark! hark!
[CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, are]
driven out]
Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
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15 |
Tempest
[V, 1] |
Prospero |
2311 |
Sir, my liege,
Do not infest your mind with beating on
The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure
Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you,
Which to you shall seem probable, of every
These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful
And think of each thing well.
[Aside to ARIEL]
Come hither, spirit:
Set Caliban and his companions free;
Untie the spell.
[Exit ARIEL]
How fares my gracious sir?
There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads that you remember not.
[Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO]
and TRINCULO, in their stolen apparel]
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16 |
Tempest
[V, 1] |
(stage directions) |
2365 |
[Pointing to Caliban]
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17 |
Tempest
[V, 1] |
(stage directions) |
2377 |
[Exeunt CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO]
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