The Tempest by William Shakespeare (best adventure books to read .txt) ๐
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The Tempest, thought to be one of the last plays that Shakespeare wrote alone, begins with a storm which shipwrecks the king of Naples and his crew. We quickly learn that the tempest was not a natural occurence; it was created by Prospero, the usurped duke of Milan who is stranded on a nearby island, with the help of Ariel, a spirit in his service. The rest of the play explores the relationships between the shipwrecked crew, Prospero, his daughter Miranda, and a native of the island: a half human, half monster called Caliban.
Though this play is traditionally classified as a comedy, more modern scholarship, out of a desire to highlight the dramatic elements of some of Shakespeareโs comedies, created a genre subgroup called the โlate romances.โ The Tempest is included in that subgroup.
This Standard Ebooks production is based on William George Clark and William Aldis Wrightโs 1887 Victoria edition, which is taken from the Globe edition.
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Table of Contents Titlepage Imprint Dramatis Personae The Tempest Act I Scene I Scene II Act II Scene I Scene II Act III Scene I Scene II Scene III Act IV Scene I Act V Scene I Epilogue Colophon Uncopyright ImprintThis ebook is the product of many hours of hard work by volunteers for Standard Ebooks, and builds on the hard work of other literature lovers made possible by the public domain.
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Dramatis PersonaeAlonso, King of Naples
Sebastian, his brother
Prospero, the right Duke of Milan
Antonio, his brother, the usurping Duke of Milan
Ferdinand, son to the King of Naples
Gonzalo, an honest old counsellor
Adrian, lord
Francisco, lord
Caliban, a savage and deformed slave
Trinculo, a jester
Stephano, a drunken butler
Master of a ship
Boatswain
Mariners
Miranda, daughter to Prospero
Ariel, an airy spirit
Iris, presented by spirits
Ceres, presented by spirits
Juno, presented by spirits
Nymphs, presented by spirits
Reapers, presented by spirits
Other spirits attending on Prospero
Scene: A ship at sea: an island.
The Tempest Act I Scene IOn a ship at sea: a tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard.
Enter a Ship-Master and a Boatswain. Master Boatswain! Boatswain Here, master: what cheer? Master Good, speak to the mariners: fall toโt, yarely, or we run ourselves aground: bestir, bestir. Exit. Enter Mariners. Boatswain Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare! Take in the topsail. Tend to the masterโs whistle. Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough! Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo, and others. Alonso Good boatswain, have care. Whereโs the master? Play the men. Boatswain I pray now, keep below. Antonio Where is the master, boatswain? Boatswain Do you not hear him? You mar our labour: keep your cabins: you do assist the storm. Gonzalo Nay, good, be patient. Boatswain When the sea is. Hence! What cares these roarers for the name of king? To cabin: silence! trouble us not. Gonzalo Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Boatswain None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the present, we will not hand a rope more; use your authority: if you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap. Cheerly, good hearts! Out of our way, I say. Exit. Gonzalo I have great comfort from this fellow: methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good Fate, to his hanging: make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage. If he be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable. Exeunt. Re-enter Boatswain. Boatswain Down with the topmast! yare! lower, lower! Bring her to try with main-course. A cry within. A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather or our office. Re-enter Sebastian, Antonio, and Gonzalo. Yet again! what do you here? Shall we give oโer and drown? Have you a mind to sink? Sebastian A pox oโ your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog! Boatswain Work you then. Antonio Hang, cur! hang, you whoreson, insolent noisemaker! We are less afraid to be drowned than thou art. Gonzalo Iโll warrant him for drowning; though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell and as leaky as an unstanched wench. Boatswain Lay her a-hold, a-hold! set her two courses off to sea again; lay her off. Enter Mariners wet. Mariners All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! Boatswain What, must our mouths be cold? GonzaloThe king and prince at prayers! letโs assist them,
For our case is as theirs.
We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards:
This wide-chappโd rascalโ โwould thou mightst lie drowning
The washing of ten tides!
Heโll be hangโd yet,
Though every drop of water swear against it
And gape at widest to glut him.
A confused noise within: โMercy on us!โ
โWe split, we split!โโ โโFarewell, my wife and children!โโ โ
โFarewell, brother!โโ โโWe split, we split, we split!โ
The island. Before Prosperoโs cell.
Enter Prospero and Miranda. MirandaIf by your art, my dearest father, you have
Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them.
The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,
But that the sea, mounting to the welkinโs cheek,
Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel,
Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in her,
Dashโd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock
Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perishโd.
Had I been any god of power, I would
Have sunk the sea within the earth or ere
It should the good ship so have swallowโd and
The fraughting souls within her.
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