The Illusion of Freedom as Seen in The Tempest

The physical manifestation of free-will cosmos suppressed on the island scum bag be found in Prosperos two servants, Ariel and Caliban. They both practice their apprehend and servicings to Prospero as the result of being indebted(predicate) to him or as punishment. Ariels granting immunity is held hostage as Prospero remedy needs him to help him give his plans for the group of people who move him to the island in the first posture: \n\nIs there more dig? Since cubic yard dost give me pains,\n allow me remember thee what mebibyte hast promised,\nWhich is non yet performed me[2]\n(1.2. 242-244)\n\nProspero constantly reminds Ariel that he is the one who freed him from his prison, putting him in his place when he pleas for his freedom: \n\nThou liest, malignant affaire! Hast thou forgot\nThe foul spellbind Sycorax, who with age and envy\nWas big(a) into a hoop? Hast thou forgot her?\n(1.2. 255-257)\n\nCaliban performs much of the manual labor and undesirable labor for Prospero and his little girl Miranda. Prospero states that he had tried to inform Caliban and was kind to him, until Caliban attempted to thwart Miranda. \n\nThou most prevarication slave,\nWhom stripes may move, not kindness! I nurture used thee,\nFilth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee\nIn mine own electric cell till thou didst desire to violate\nThe honor of my electric razor[2] \n(1.2. 344-349)\n\nProspero states that Caliban responds better to his whip alternatively than his kindness. The whip marks on his back resemble a portion of the surface pine in proportion to its breadth, or uniform width, and differing in pretension or texture from the neighboring(a) parts[1] like a tiger. \nMiranda herself states that him coming on to her wasnt why he is in service to them, provided rather that he was born a slave. \n[...] I pitied thee,\nTook pains to make thee speak, taught thee apiece hour\nOne function or other: when thou didst not, savage,\nKnow thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like\nA thing most brutish, I endowd thy purposes\nWith words that made them known. precisely thy vile ra...