ARIEL [Calls aloud.] O, my brave spirits!
THE VOICES FROM BELOW Setebos! Setebos! Over us which art, and under: Fang of fire From mouth of thunder! Hungering goad From belly of mire! Tiger and toad— Setebos! Blood which art on the jungle bloom, Sloth and slumber and seed in the womb: Which art wondrous Over and under us, Setebos! Setebos! Thou art Setebos!
THE VOICES FROM WITHIN Sealèd in a starless cell, We are shut from dawn and sky. Ariel!—Ariel! Why?
ARIEL Setebos knows, but his jaws Fetter me fast: he is dumb— Answering never.
THE VOICES FROM WITHIN We, who parch for dew and star— Ariel!—Ariel!— Must we perish where we are? Tell!
ARIEL Sycorax knows, but she sits There in the cave with her son— Mocking us ever.
THE VOICES FROM WITHIN Ariel!
ARIEL Call me no more, Lest they torment us. I hear them Coming now.
THE VOICE OF SYCORAX Caliban!
ARIEL Hush!