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The Tempest, I. ii 

Fine apparition! My quaint Ariel,

Hark in thine ear.

Ari. My lord, it shall be done.

Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself

Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!

Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd

With raven's feather from unwholesome fen

Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye,

And blister you all o'er:

Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have cramps,

Side stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins

Shall, for that vast of night that they may work,

All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd

As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging

Than bees that made them.

Cal. I must eat my dinner.

This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,

Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first,

Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; wouldst give me

Water with berries in 't: and teach me how

To name the bigger light, and how the less,

That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee

And show'd 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

 317 quaint: dainty, trim

321 wicked: baleful

326 urchins: hobgoblins

327 vast: long void

334 berries; cf. n.

