MIRANDA [Searching with her eyes.] Earth and air Echo my name. Who calls me?
ARIEL Ariel.
SPIRITS OF ARIEL [As before.] Ariel!
MIRANDA Light and dark spin webs around me. What art thou, voice—and where?
ARIEL Here—and your servant.
MIRANDA [Beholding him.] O me!—poor Spirit!—What mouth so terrible Utters a voice so tender?
ARIEL Setebos, God of this isle, holds me in ’s fangs.
MIRANDA But why?
ARIEL I will not serve him.
MIRANDA [Naïvely, drawing nearer to the huge idol.] Setebos, be kind. Release this Spirit.