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Rh THE TEMPEST [ACT i.

Sea-water shalt thou drink ; thy food shall be

The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots and husks

Wherein the acorn cradled. Follow. . No ;

I will resist such entertainment till

Mine enemy has more power.

[Draws, and is charmed from moving. . O dear father,

Make not too rash a trial of him, for

He's gentle and not fearful.

. What? I say,

My foot my tutor ? Put thy sword up, traitor ;

Who makest a show but darest not strike, thy conscience

Is so possess'd with guilt : come from thy ward,

For I can here disarm thee with this stick

And make thy weapon drop.

. Beseech you, father.

. Hence I hang not on my garments . Sir, have pity ;

I '11 be his surety. 40