Thou didst not, savage, know thine own meaning,
but wouldst gabble like a thing most brutish
took pains to make thee speek
taught thee each hour one thing or another
you taught me language, and
my profit on’t is I know how to curse
I loved thee,
and showed thee all the qualities o’the’isle
mine would,
were I human (“and so will I”)
This thing of darkness
I acnowledge mine
My Ariel… to the elements
be free, and fare thou well
not a
hair perish’d
I know
thou darest
his daughter and I
shall be king and queen