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The Tempest
The Tempest
The Tempest
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The Tempest

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One of Shakespeare’s later plays. The plot focuses on the confrontation between the Duke of Milan, the Wizard of Prospero, and his brother Antonio. The latter, with the help of the Neapolitan king, takes power from his brother. Prospero, with his little daughter Miranda, was expelled from Milan. On a dilapidated ship they were sent to the open sea.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherKtoczyta.pl
Release dateJun 11, 2019
ISBN9788382002560
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare is the world's greatest ever playwright. Born in 1564, he split his time between Stratford-upon-Avon and London, where he worked as a playwright, poet and actor. In 1582 he married Anne Hathaway. Shakespeare died in 1616 at the age of fifty-two, leaving three children—Susanna, Hamnet and Judith. The rest is silence.

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    The Tempest - William Shakespeare

    William Shakespeare

    The Tempest

    Warsaw 2019

    Contents

    DRAMATIS PERSONAE

    ACT 1

    SCENE 1

    SCENE 2

    ACT 2

    SCENE I. Another part of the island

    SCENE II. Another part of the island

    ACT 3

    SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S cell

    SCENE II. Another part of the island

    SCENE III. Another part of the island

    ACT 4

    SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S cell

    ACT 5

    SCENE I. Before the cell of PROSPERO.

    DRAMATIS PERSONAE

    ALONSO, 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 counselor

    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, represented by Spirits

    CERES, represented by Spirits

    JUNO, represented by Spirits

    NYMPHS, represented by Spirits

    REAPERS, represented by Spirits

    DOGS, represented by Spirits

    Other Spirits attending on Prospero

    SCENE: The sea, with a Ship; afterwards an Island

    ACT 1

    SCENE 1

    [On a ship at sea; a tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard]

    [Enter a SHIPMASTER and a BOATSWAIN severally]

    MASTER.

    Boatswain!

    BOATSWAIN.

    Here, master: what cheer?

    MASTER.

    Good! Speak to the mariners: fall to’t 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 th’ master’s

    whistle.–Blow till thou burst thy wind, if room enough.

    [Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, FERDINAND, GONZALO, and

    OTHERS]

    ALONSO.

    Good boatswain, have care. Where’s the master?

    Play the men.

    BOATSWAIN.

    I pray now, keep below.

    ANTONIO.

    Where is the master, boson?

    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

    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 hang’d, our

    case is miserable.

    [Exeunt]

    [Re-enter BOATSWAIN]

    BOATSWAIN.

    Down with the topmast! yare! lower, lower!

    Bring her to try wi’ th’ maincourse. [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 o’er, and

    drown? Have you a mind to sink?

    SEBASTIAN.

    A pox o’ 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.

    I’ll 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!

    [Exeunt]

    BOATSWAIN.

    What, must our mouths be cold?

    GONZALO.

    The King and Prince at prayers! let us assist them,

    For our case is as theirs.

    SEBASTIAN.

    I am out of patience.

    ANTONIO.

    We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.–

    This wide-chapp’d rascal–would thou might’st lie drowning

    The washing of ten tides!

    GONZALO.

    He’ll be hang’d yet,

    Though every drop of water swear against it,

    And gape at wid’st to glut him.

    [A confused noise within:–‘Mercy on us!’–

    'We split, we split!’–‘Farewell, my wife and children!’–

    'Farewell, brother!’–‘We split, we split, we split!’–]

    ANTONIO.

    Let’s all sink wi’ the King.

    [Exit]

    SEBASTIAN.

    Let’s take leave of him.

    [Exit]

    GONZALO.

    Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for

    an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown furze, any

    thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die

    dry death.

    [Exit]

    SCENE 2

    [The Island. Before the cell of PROSPERO]

    [Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA]

    MIRANDA.

    If 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 th’ welkin’s cheek,

    Dashes the fire out. O! I have suffered

    With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel,

    Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her,

    Dash’d all to pieces. O! the cry did knock

    Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish’d.

    Had I been any god of power, I would

    Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e’er

    It should the good ship so

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