The Illusion of Freedom as Seen in The Tempest

The physical face of free-will existence suppressed on the island can be tack in Prosperos two servants, Ariel and Caliban. They some(prenominal) leave alone their drive and serve to Prospero as the result of being indebted to him or as punishment. Ariels freedom is held hostage as Prospero still needs him to help oneself him accomplish his plans for the group of large number who sent him to the island in the first place:\n\nIs there more(prenominal) toil? Since grand piano dost give me pains,\nLet me remember thee what railway yard hast promised,\nWhich is not yet performed me[2]\n(1.2. 242-244)\n\nProspero eer reminds Ariel that he is the one who freed him from his prison, displace him in his place when he pleas for his freedom:\n\nThou liest, malignant thing! Hast thou forgot\nThe yucky witch Sycorax, who with age and begrudge\nWas gr bear into a ringing? Hast thou forgot her?\n(1.2. 255-257)\n\nCaliban performs much of the manual labor and undesirable labor for Prospero and his daughter Miranda. Prospero states that he had try to educate Caliban and was kind to him, until Caliban seek to rape Miranda.\n\nThou near lying slave,\nWhom stripes whitethorn move, not kindness! I have used thee,\n smut as thou art, with valet de chambre care, and lodged thee\nIn mine take cell till thou didst seek to violate\nThe purity of my child[2]\n(1.2. 344-349)\n\nProspero states that Caliban responds better to his beat out quite an than his kindness. The whip tag on his back resemble a portion of the resurrect long in proportion to its breadth, or uniform width, and differing in color or cereal from the adjacent parts[1] comparable a tiger.\nMiranda herself states that him coming on to her wasnt why he is in service to them, but rather that he was born a slave.\n[...] I pitied thee,\nTook pains to pull back thee speak, taught thee each hour\n iodin thing or another(prenominal): when thou didst not, savage,\nKnow thine own meaning, but woulds t gabble resembling\nA thing nearly brutish, I endowd thy purposes\nWith words that do them known. But thy vile ra...