Chapter III
Marsh Song—At Sunset
Over the monstrous shambling sea,Over the Caliban sea,Bright Ariel-cloud, thou lingerest:Oh wait, oh wait, in the warm red West,—Thy Prospero I’ll be.
Over the humped and fishy sea,Over the Caliban seaO cloud in the West, like a thought in the heartOf pardon, loose thy wing, and start,And do a grace for me.
Over the huge and huddling sea,Over the Caliban sea,Bring hither my brother Antonio,—Man,—My injurer: night breaks the ban;Brother, I pardon thee.
Baltimore, 1879–80.