The Tempest (I) (2010)

Reeve Carney: Prince Ferdinand

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• Prospera : I charge thee that thou attend me! Thou dost here usurp the name thou owest not and have put thyself upon this island as a spy, to win it from me, the sovereign on't.

  Prince Ferdinand : No, as I am a man.

  Miranda : There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple.

  Prospera : Follow me. Speak not you for him, he's a traitor. Come, I'll manacle thy neck and feet together. Seawater shalt thou drink. Follow.

  Prince Ferdinand : No, I will resist such entertainment till mine enemy has more power.

  Miranda : O, dear mother, make not too rash a trial of him, for he's gentle and not fearful.

  Prospera : What? I say, my foot my tutor? Put thy sword up, traitor, for I can here disarm thee with this stick and make thy weapon drop.

  Miranda : Beseech you, mother.

  Prospera : Hang not upon my garment.

  Miranda : Ma'am, have pity. I'll be his surety.

  Prospera : Silence! One word more shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. Thou think'st there is no more such shapes as he, having seen but him and Caliban. Foolish child. To the most of men, this is a Caliban and they to him are angels.

  Miranda : My affections are then most humble. I have no ambition to see a goodlier man.

  Prospera : Come on. Obey. Thy nerves are in their infancy again and have no vigor in them.

  Prince Ferdinand : So they are. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, the wreck of all my friends, nor this dame's threats, to whom I am subdued, are but light to me. Might I but through my prison once a day behold this maid. All corners else o' the earth let liberty make use of, space enough have I in such a prison.

• Prince Ferdinand : Most sure, the goddess on whom these airs attend. Vouchsafe my prayer may know if you remain upon this island, that you will some good instruction give how I may bear me here. My prime request, which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder! If you be maid or no?

  Miranda : No wonder, sir, but certainly a maid.

  Prince Ferdinand : My language! Heavens! I am the best of them that speak this speech, were I but where 'tis spoken.

  Prospera : How, the best? What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee?

  Prince Ferdinand : A single thing, as I am now, that wonders to hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me, and that he does I weep. Myself am Naples, who with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld the king, my father, wreck'd.

  Miranda : Alack, for mercy!

  Prince Ferdinand : Yes, faith, and all his lords.

  Prospera : At first sight they have changed eyes. O delicate Ariel, I will set thee free for this. A word, good sir. I fear you have done yourself some wrong. A word!

  Miranda : Why speaks my mother so ungently? This is the second man that e'er I saw, the first that e'er I sighed for.

  Prospera : They are both in either's powers, but this swift business I must uneasy make, lest too light winning make the prize light.

• Miranda : You look wearily.

  Prince Ferdinand : No, noble mistress. 'Tis fresh morning with me when you are by at night. I do beseech you, what is your name?

  Miranda : Miranda. O my mother, I have broken your hest to say so!

  Prince Ferdinand : Admired Miranda! Indeed the top of admiration, worth what's dearest to the world.

• Prince Ferdinand : Full many a lady have I eyed with best regard. 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 full 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.

  Miranda : I know only one more of my sex, no young woman's face remember, save from my glass, mine own. Nor have I seen more that I may call men than you, good friend. How features are abroad, I am skill-less of, but by my modesty, I would not wish any companion in the world but you. Nor can imagination form a shape, besides yourself, to the like of. But I prattle something too wildly. My mother's precepts I therein do forget.

  Prince Ferdinand : I am in my condition a prince, Miranda. I do think a king. I would not so. Hear my soul speak. The very instant that I saw you did my heart fly to your service. There resides, to make me slave to it. And for your sake am I this patient log-man.

  Miranda : Do you love me?

  Prince Ferdinand : O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound. I beyond all limit of what else i' the world, do love, prize, honor you.

  Miranda : I am a fool... to weep at what I am glad of.

  Prince Ferdinand : Wherefore weep you?

  Miranda : At mine unworthiness, which 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. 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.

  Prince Ferdinand : My mistress, dearest, and I thus humble ever.

  Miranda : My husband, then?

  Prince Ferdinand : Ay, with a heart as willing as bondage e'er of freedom. Here's my hand.

  Miranda : And mine, with my heart in't.