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The Tempest
Act 3 scene 1
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1 There be some sports are painful,
and their labour
Delight in them
sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly
undergone and most poor matters
Point to rich
ends. This my mean task
Would be as
heavy to me as odious, but
The mistress
which I serve quickens what's dead
And makes my
labours pleasures: O, she is
Ten times more
gentle than her father's crabbed,
And he's
composed of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands
of these logs and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction:
my sweet mistress
Weeps when she
sees me work, and says, such baseness
Had never like
executor. I forget:
But these sweet
thoughts do even refresh my labours,
Most busy lest,
when I do it.
37 Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top
of admiration! worth
What's dearest
to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with
best regard and many a time
The harmony of
their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too
diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I liked
several women; never any
With so fun
soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with
the noblest grace she owed
And put it to
the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect and
so peerless, are created
Of every
creature's best!
37 Miranda.--O my father,
I have broke
your hest to say so!
61 The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to
your service; there resides,
To make me slave
to it;
77 At
mine unworthiness that dare not offer
What I desire to
give, and much less take
What I shall die
to want. But this is trifling;
And all the more
it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk
it shows. Hence, bashful cunning!
And prompt me,
plain and holy innocence!
83 I am your wife, if you will marry me;
If not, I'll die
your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me;
but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will
or no.
