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202<br />
William Shakespeare<br />
drama but also the characterisation, the substance and the course of the<br />
action, but more particularly the nature of the magic and the marvellous<br />
which here everywhere exert their infl uence. It explains why all<br />
the characters, with the exception of Prospero, are not so much the<br />
bearers of their own existence, as rather borne by it, driven on by the<br />
tempest which unconsciously gathers round them, determining their<br />
fate and guiding their actions, the eff ects of which tempest they no<br />
doubt perceive, and its nature is not revealed to them, till all that was<br />
to be has actually come to pass; the misfortunes which befell them, the<br />
marvels that terrifi ed them, they regard as strange matters of chance,<br />
as freaks of nature, peculiarities of the island and of its inhabitants.<br />
In truth, however, it is Prospero’s magic arts which eff ect everything,<br />
Prospero’s spirits which in reality control and shape earthly existence,<br />
inasmuch as they are the embodiment of the stirrings and movements<br />
of the secret psychical life of nature, so to say, the souls of plants, of<br />
stones and metals, of winds and clouds, the small yet powerful spirits<br />
which Prospero so beautifully describes, when in act v. 1, he exclaims:<br />
Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves;<br />
And ye that on the sands with printless foot<br />
Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fl y him,<br />
When he comes back; you demi-puppets that<br />
By moonshine do the green-sour ringlets make<br />
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime<br />
Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice<br />
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid<br />
(Weak masters though ye be) I have bedimm’d<br />
Th e noontide sun, cull’d forth the mutinous winds,<br />
And ’twixt the green sea and the azur’d vault<br />
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder<br />
Have I given fi re, and rifted Jove’s stout oak<br />
With his own bolt.<br />
From this description it is clearly evident that the very introduction of<br />
the elves and magic is but a fantastico-symbolical form given to the<br />
mysterious powers which prevail in nature and which so signifi cantly<br />
infl uence human life. But these spirits, at the same time, boast of being<br />
the ‘ministers of fate’ who have ‘to instrument this lower world and<br />
what is in ’t.’ And, in fact, the mysterious powers of nature—when the