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- ACT ONE THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO
Artel. I prithee,
Remember I have done thee worthy service;
Told thee no lies, made thee no mistakings, served
Without or grudge or grumblings : thou didst promise
To bate me a full year.
Prospero. Dost thou forget
From what a torment I did free thee?
Artel. No.
Prospero. Thou dost, and think'st it much to tread the ooze
Of the salt deep.
To run upon the sharp wind of the north,
To do me business in the veins o' the earth
When it is baked with frost.
Ariel. I do not, sir.
Prospero. Thou liest, malignant thing ! Hast thou forgot
The foul witch Sycorax, who with age and envy
Was grown into a hoop? hast thou forgot her?
Artel. No, sir.
Prospero. Thou hast Where was she bom ? speak ; tell me.
Artel. Sir, in Argier.
Prospero. O, was she so? I must
Once in a month recount what thou hast been,
Which thou forgett'st This damn'd witch Sycorax,
For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible
To enter human hearing, from Argier,
Thou know'st, was banish'd : for one thing she did
They would not take her life. Is not this true?
Artel. Ay, sir.
Prospero. This blue-eyed hag was hither brought with child,
And here was left by the sailors. Thou, my slave.
As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant ;
And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate
To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands.
Refusing her grand bests, she did confine thee.
By help of her more potent ministers,
And in her most unmitigable rage.
Into a cloven pine; within which rift
Imprison'd thou didst painfully remain
A dozen years; within which space she died,
And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans
As fast as mill-wheels strike. Then was this island-id
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