Prospero
Go make thyself like a nymph o’ the sea: be subject
To no sight but thine and mine, invisible
To every eyeball else. Go take this shape
And hither come in’t: go, hence with diligence!
Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well;
Awake!
Exit Ariel .
Miranda
The strangeness of your story put
Heaviness in me.
Prospero
Shake it off. Come on;
We’ll visit Caliban my slave, who never
Yields us kind answer.