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- ACT ONE THE TEMPEST SCENE TWO
Who, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour,
I have left asleep : and for the rest o' the fleet,
Which I dispersed, they all have met again,
And are upon the Mediterranean flote,
Bound sadly home for Naples;
Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd.
And his great person perish.
Prospero. Ariel, thy charge
Exactly is perform'd: but there's more work.
What is the time o' the day.>
Ariel. Past the mid season.
Prospero. At least two glasses. The time 'twixt six and now
Must by us both be spent most preciously.
Artel. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me pains.
Let me remember thee what thou hast promised.
Which is not yet perform'd me.
Prospero. How now? moody?
What is't thou canst demand?
Artel. My liberty.
Prospero. Before the time be out? no morel
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