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PROSPERO

Fury, Fury!—There, Tyrant, there. Hark, hark!

PROSPERO

Fury, Fury!—Get over there, Tyrant, there. Listen, listen!
Spirits drive out CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO
CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO are chased away.
245Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions, shorten up their sinews
With agèd cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
Than pard or cat o' mountain.
Ariel, go order my goblin servants to make these fellows' bones ache, give them muscle cramps all over, and give them more bruises than leopards have spots.

ARIEL

     Hark, they roar.

ARIEL

Listen they’re howling.

PROSPERO

Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour
250Lie at my mercy all mine enemies.
Shortly shall all my labors end, and thou
Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little
Follow, and do me service.

PROSPERO

Hunt them down. Now all my enemies are at my mercy. Soon all my work will be done, and you’ll be free. Just obey me a little bit longer.
Exeunt
They exit.