Caliban
from The Tempest
by William Shakespeare
Monologue Text
All the infections that the sun sucks up
From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him
By inch-meal a disease! His spirit hear me
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin-shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a…
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Author(s)
Character Name
Caliban
Source Title
The Tempest
Source Type
PLAY
Act / Scene
Act 2, Scene 2
Setting
A magical island
Period
CLASSICAL
Publishing Status
PUBLISHED PIECE
Content Rating
SUITABLE FOR ALL AGES
Era
ELIZABETHAN
Monologue Type
COMIC
DRAMATIC
Gender
MALE (MASCULINE)
Age Range
20s - LATE
30s - EARLY
30s - LATE
40s - EARLY
40s - LATE
50s
60s
70+
Race / Ethnicity
INDIAN
CHINESE
JAPANESE
KOREAN
AFRICAN
CAUCASIAN
NATIVE AMERICAN
PACIFIC ISLANDER
FILIPINO
CHICANO
Dialect
STANDARD ENGLISH
STANDARD AMERICAN
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