The Tempest

by: William Shakespeare

Act I, scene ii (continued)

Quotes Act I, scene ii (continued)
As wicked dew as e’er my mother brushed
With raven’s feather from unwholesome fen
Drop on you both! A southwest blow on ye
And blister you all o’er! (I.ii.)
When thou didst not, savage,
Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like
A thing most brutish, I endowed thy purposes
With words that made them known. (I.ii.)
I must obey. His [Prospero’s] art is of such power
It would control my dam’s god, Setebos,
And make a vassal of him. (I.ii.)
My father’s of a better nature, sir,
Than he appears by speech. (I.ii.)