Our attempts at re-writing scenes from Shakespeare’s ‘THE TEMPEST’


THE SCENE:  Miranda and Prospero watch the shipwreck

PROSPERO:            
(To Miranda) Art thou inclined to want justice not revenge?
He turns and shouts at the wind.
PROSPERO:            
Tempest, Tempest.  Thou come alive to bring justice to my hands.
He swirls his stick at the clouds.  Thunder and lightning go boom and crackle.
MIRANDA:                
My heart is weeping, inclined to thy poor sailors.  Father, please stop.
PROSPERO:            
Not a soul shall be harmed.  My deed is all in care of thee, Miranda.
He points to Miranda.  She falls asleep.
PROSPERO:            
Thou art inclined to sleep, Miranda.

By Stacey Emery


THE SCENE:  Miranda and Prospero watch the shipwreck from the shore
PROSPERO:         
Seas turn into fire, 
Boats into bricks,                                
Sun into lightning,                                
Sea into blood.                                
Sharks freeze,                                
Tornandos appear,                                
Boats shatter,                                
Sailors drown!

By Lauren Swift   


THE SCENE:  Miranda and Prospero watch the shipwreck from the shore
PROSPERO:         
Wind, rain and lightning strike!                              
He shouts in an evil manner.
PROSPERO:       
Point thou Tempest that I bade and slash the seas to torment the sailors…
Sailors cry in anguish.
PROSPERO:         
…before you shatter thy soul into one thousand pieces                                Towards the smooth golden sun.

By Paul Willcox


THE SCENE:  Prince Ferdinand and Miranda meet for the frst time

FERDINAND:     
Thy beautiful eyes glisten in the moonlight.  Thy silky , golden hair waving in the midsummers breeze.  Thy ravishing face, so soft, so perfect.
MIRANDA:          
What is this enchanting creature?  A devil?  An angel?  A Spirit?
PROSPERO:      
(Sounding calm)  He will not harm you.  He is one of our kind.
MIRANDA:          
I have a strange feeling father. He is something my eyes have not seen in this world.
PROSPERO:      
Daughter, that feeling is love.

By Freya Doughty


THE SCENE:  Prospero confronts Antonio

PROSPERO:     
You silly fool!  You betrayed me!
ANTONIO:         
I was just doing what you told me to do.
PROSPERO:     
Yes, but letting him go free…
ANTONIO:         
He was my friend.  There was nothing I could do.  I was lying to You. 

By Garry Haskins

Early Rehearsals


Prospero


Rehearsals