Extract:
PROSPERO
But, as 'tis,
311 We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,
312 Fetch in our wood and serves in offices
313 That profit us. What, ho! slave!
Caliban!
314 Thou earth, thou! speak.
CALIBAN [Within.]
314
There's
wood enough within.
PROSPERO
315 Come forth, I say! there's other
business for thee:
316 Come, thou tortoise! when?
Enter ARIEL like a water-nymph.
317 Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,
318 Hark in thine ear.
ARIEL
318
My
lord it shall be done.
Exit.
PROSPERO
319 Thou poisonous
slave, got by the devil himself
320 Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!
Enter CALIBAN.
CALIBAN
321 As wicked dew as e'er my mother
brush'd
322 With raven's feather from unwholesome
fen
323 Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye
324 And blister you all o'er!
PROSPERO
325 For this, be sure, to-night thou
shalt have cramps,
326 Side-stitches that shall pen thy
breath up; urchins
327 Shall, for that vast of night that
they may work,
328 All exercise
on thee; thou shalt be pinch'd
329 As thick as
honeycomb, each pinch more stinging
330 Than bees that made 'em.
CALIBAN
330
I
must eat my dinner.
331 This island's mine, by Sycorax
my mother,
332 Which thou takest from me. When
thou camest first,
333 Thou strokedst me and madest
much of me, wouldst give me
334 Water with berries in't, and
teach me how
335 To name the bigger light, and how the less,
336 That burn by day and night: and
then I loved thee
337 And
show'd thee all the qualities o' the isle,
338 The fresh
springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile:
339 Cursed be I that did so! All the
charms
340 Of Sycorax,
toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
341 For I am all the subjects that
you have,
342 Which first was mine own king: and here you sty me
343 In this hard rock, whiles you do
keep from me
344 The rest o' the island.
PROSPERO
344
Thou
most lying slave,
345 Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used
thee,
346 Filth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee
347 In mine own cell, till thou
didst seek to violate
348 The honour of my child.
CALIBAN
349 O ho, O ho! would't had been
done!
350 Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else
351 This isle with Calibans.
PROSPERO
351
Abhorred slave,
352 Which any print of goodness wilt not take,
353 Being capable of all ill! I
pitied thee,
354 Took pains to make thee speak,
taught thee each hour
355 One thing or other: when thou
didst not, savage,
356 Know thine own meaning, but
wouldst gabble like
357 A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
358 With words that made them known. But thy vile race,
359 Though thou didst learn, had
that in't which good natures
360 Could not abide to be with;
therefore wast thou
361 Deservedly confined into this
rock,
362 Who hadst deserved more than a
prison.
CALIBAN
363 You taught me
language; and my profit on't
364 Is, I know how to curse. The red
plague rid you
365 For learning me your language!
Guiding Questions:
-What does this text reveal about the relationship in between Caliban and Prospero?
-What atmosphere does Shakespeare create and why is this significant in terms of plot?
Guiding Questions:
-What does this text reveal about the relationship in between Caliban and Prospero?
-What atmosphere does Shakespeare create and why is this significant in terms of plot?
