The Tempest

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 1 Scene 2

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PROSPERO

330For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps,
Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up. Urchins
Shall, forth at vast of night that they may work,
All exercise on thee. Thou shalt be pinched
As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging
335Than bees that made 'em.

PROSPERO

I’ll give you cramps for saying that—horrible pains in your sides that will keep you from breathing. I’ll send goblins out at night to work their nasty deeds on you. You’ll be pricked all over, and it’ll sting like bees.

CALIBAN

    I must eat my dinner.
This island’s mine, by Sycorax my mother,
Which thou takest from me. When thou camest first,
Thou strok’st me and made much of me, wouldst give me
Water with berries in ’t, and teach me how
340To name the bigger light, and how the less,
That burn by day and night. And then I loved thee
And showed thee all the qualities o' th' isle,
The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place and fertile.
Cursed be I that did so! All the charms
345Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you!
For I am all the subjects that you have,
Which first was mine own king. And here you sty me
In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me
The rest o' th' island.

CALIBAN

I have to eat my dinner now. This island belongs to me because Sycorax, my mother, left it to me. But you’ve taken it from me. When you first got here, you petted me and took care of me, you would give me water with berries in it, and you taught me the names for the sun and the moon, the big light and the smaller light that burn in daytime and nighttime. I loved you back then. I showed you all the features of the island, the freshwater springs, the saltwater pits, the barren places and the fertile ones. I curse myself for doing that! I wish I could use all the magic spells of Sycorax against you and plague you with toads, beetles, and bats. I’m the only subject you have in your kingdom, and you were my first king, and you pen me up in this cave and don’t let me go anywhere else on the island.

PROSPERO

    Thou most lying slave,
350Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used thee,
Filth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee
In mine own cell till thou didst seek to violate
The honor of my child.

PROSPERO

You liar, you respond better to the whip than to kindness! I took good care of you—piece of filth that you are—and let you stay in my own hut until you tried to rape my daughter.

CALIBAN

Oh ho, oh ho! Would ’t had been done!
355Thou didst prevent me. I had peopled else
This isle with Calibans.

CALIBAN

Oh ho, oh ho! I wish I had! You stopped me. If you hadn’t, I would have filled this island with a race of Calibans.