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Act 5 Scene 1 (Lines 1-32)
Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and
ARIEL.
PROSPERO
1 Now
does my project gather to a head:
2 My
charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time
3 Goes
upright with his carriage. How's the day?
ARIEL
4 On
the sixth hour; at which time, my lord,
5 You
said our work should cease.
PROSPERO
5 I
did say so,
6 When
first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit,
7 How
fares the king and's followers?
ARIEL
7 Confined
together
8 In
the same fashion as you gave in charge,
9 Just
as you left them; all prisoners, sir,
10 In
the line-grove which weather-fends your cell;
11 They
cannot budge till your release. The king,
12 His
brother and yours, abide all three distracted
13 And
the remainder mourning over them,
14 Brimful
of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly
15 Him
that you term'd, sir, 'The good old lord Gonzalo;'
16 His
tears run down his beard, like winter's drops
17 From
eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em
18 That
if you now beheld them, your affections
19 Would
become tender.
PROSPERO
19 Dost
thou think so, spirit?
ARIEL
20 Mine
would, sir, were I human.
PROSPERO
20 And
mine shall.
21 Hast
thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
22 Of
their afflictions, and shall not myself,
23 One
of their kind, that relish all as sharply,
24 Passion
as they, be kindlier moved than thou art?
25 Though
with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick,
26 Yet
with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury
27 Do
I take part: the rarer action is
28 In
virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent,
29 The
sole drift of my purpose doth extend
30 Not
a frown further. Go release them, Ariel:
31 My
charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
32 And
they shall be themselves.
ARIEL
32 I'll
fetch them, sir.
Exit.