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Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep : Wilt thou destroy him then 2
sfe. Ay, on mine honour.
Ari. This will I tell my master.
Cal. Thou mak’st me merry: I am full of pleasure; Let us be jocund: Will you troll the catch You taught me but while-ere?
Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason: Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings.
Flout’em, and skout 'em ; and skout 'em, and flout’em;
scene III. Another Part of the Island.
Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, and others.
__Gon. By’r lakin, I can go no further, sir;
Alon. O'd lord, I cannot blame thee,
Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
[Aside to Sebastian.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
Seb. The next advantage Will we take thoroughly. Ant. - Let it be to-might;
For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Qur human generation you shall find
Pro. Honest lord,
Alon. I cannot too much muse, Such shapes, such gestures, and such sound, expressing (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.
Pro. Praise in departing. [Aside.
Fran. They vanish’d strangely.
Seb. No matter, since They have left their viands behind ; for we have
Will’t please you taste of what is here?
Alon. Not I. [boys,
Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear; When we were
Alon. I will stand too, and feed,
Thunder and Lightning... Enter Ariel, like a Harpy;
claps his Wings upon the Table, and, with a quaint
Device, the Banquet vanishes.
Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny
[Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their Swords.
And even with such like valour, men hang and drown
He vanishes in Thunder: then, to soft Music, enter the shapes, again, and dance with Mops and Mowes, and carry out the Table.
Pro. ...” Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Perform’d, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring : Of my instruction hast thou nothing ‘bated, In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life, And observation strange, my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done : my high charms work, And these, mine enemies, are all knit up In their distractions: they now are in my power; And in these sits I leave them, whilst I visit Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd), And his and my loved darling. [ Exit Prospero from above. Gon. I’the name of something holy, sir, why stand In this strange staret [you Alon. 0, it is monstrous ! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i'the ooze is bedded; and I’ll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded. [Exit. Seb. But one fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er.
Pro. If I have too austerely punish’d you,
Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition
Fer. As I hope
Pro. Fairly spoke:
Ari. What would my potent master? here I am.
Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last service Did worthily perform; and I must use you In such another trick: go, bring the rabble, O'er whom I give thee power, i. to this place: Incite them to quick motion; for I must Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise, And they expect it from me.
Pro. Ay, with a twink.
Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go,
Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not approach, Till thou dost hear me call.
Ari. well i conceive. [ Exit.
Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw To the fire i'the blood : be more abstemious, Or else good-night, your vow !
Fer. I warrant you, sir; .The white cold virgin snow upon my heart Abates the ardour of my liver.
Pro. Well.— Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary, Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.— No tongue; all eyes; be silent. [Soft Music,
A Masque. Enter Iris.
Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and pease; 'l'hy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep; Thy banks with peomied and lilied brims, Włi. spongy April at thy hest betrims,
I do believe it,
To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom
Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er
Iris. A contract of true jove to celebrate;
Cer. Tell me, heavenly bow,
Iris. Of her society * -
Cer. Highest queen of state, Great Juno comes; I know hor by her gait.
Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Pro. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact My present fancies,
Fer. Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife, Make this place Paradise.
[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on employment.
Pro. Sweet now, silence; Juno and Ceres, whisper seriously; There's something else to do: hush, and be mute, Or else our spell is marr'd. [brooks,
Iris. You nymphs, call’d Naiads, of the wand'ring With your sedg’d crowns, and ever-harmless looks, Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land Answer your summons; Juno does command: Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate A contract of true love; be not too late.
Enter certain Nymphs. You sun-burn’d sicklemen, of August weary, Come hither from the furrow, and be merry; Make holy-day : your rye-straw hats put on, And these fresh mymphs encounter every one In country footing.
Enter certain Reapers, properly habited; they join with the Nymphs in a graceful Dance; towards the End whereof Prospero starts suddenly, and
speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and con;: Noise, they heavily vanish.
Pro. [Aside) I had of: that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot Is almost come.—[To the spirits) Well done;—avoid; —no more. [passion Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some That works him strongly. Mira. Never till this day, Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper’d. Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov’d sort, As if you were dismay’d: be cheerful, sir: Our revels now are ended ; these our actors As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind : we are such stuff As dreams are made of, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.–Sir, I am vex'd ; Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled. Be not disturb’d with my infirmity; If you be pleas'd, retire into my cel, And there repose; a turn or two I’ll walk To still my beating mind: Fer. Mira. We wish your peace. [Exeunt. Pro. Come with a thought:—I thank you:-Ariel, conne. Enter Ariel. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; What's thy pleasure? Pro. Spirit, We must prepare to meet with Caliban. Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it : but I fear'd, Lest I might anger thee. Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these variets? Ari. I told you, sir, o were red-hot with drinking; So full of valour, that they smote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground For kissing of their feet : yet always bending Towards their project: Then I beat my tabor. At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd theirears, Advanc'd their eye-lids, lified up their noses, As they smelt music; so I charm'd their ears, That calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss, and thorns, Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them I'the filthy mantled poor §: "..." cell, There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake O’erstunk their feet. Pro. This was well done, my bird: Thy shape invisible retain thon still: The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, For stale to catch these thieves. Ari. I go, I go. [Exit. Pro. A devil, a born devil, on *f; nature Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains, Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost; And as, with age, his body uglier grows, So his mind cankers: I will plague them all,
Re-enter Ariel, loaden with glistering Apparel, &c. Even to roaring:—Come, hang them on this line.
Prospero and Ariel remain invisible... Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all teet.
Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. #". Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harm'ess fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us. Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indiguation. ste. so is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look you, Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster. cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to [softly, Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore, speak All's hush'd as midnight yet. Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss. Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster. te. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour.
Cal. Pr’ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here, This is the mouth of the cell: no noise, and enter: Do that good mischief, which may make this island Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, For aye thy foot-licker. Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody thoughts. Trin. O king Stephano | 0 peer! O worthy Ste phanol look, what a wardrobe here is for thee t Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash. Trin. O, ho; monster; we know what belongs to a frippery : O king Stephano! Ste. Put of that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I’ll have that gown. Trin. Thy grace shall have it. : Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you mean, To dote thus on such luggage t Let’s along, And do the murder first t if he awake, From toe to crown he’ll fill our skins with pinches; Make us strange stuff. Ste. Be you quiet, monster.—Mistress line, is not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin. Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an’t like your grace. Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for’t: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: Steal by line and level, is an exces: lent pass of pate; there's another garment for’t. Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest. cal. I will have none on’t: we shall lose our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villainous low. Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom; go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Ay, and this.
A Noise of Hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in
Follow, and do me service. [Exeunt.
AUT. W. SCENE I. Before the Cell of Prospero.
Enter Prospero in his magic Robes, and Ariel.
Pro. Now does my project gather to a head : My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time Goes upright with his carriage. How’s the day !
Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease.
Ari. Confin'd together
Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit
Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.
Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling of their afflictions; and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,
I did say so, Say, my spirit,
Passion as they, be kindlier mov’d than thou art? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the Yet with my nobler reason, gainst my fury squick, Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drist of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel; My charms I'll break, their senses I’ll restore, And they shall be themselves. Ari. I’ll fetch them, sir. Exit. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and And ye, that on the sands with printiess foot (groves; Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that By moonshine do the green-sour ringiets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pattime Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (weak masters though ye be), I have bedimm'd the noon-tide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur’d vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Have wak'd their sleepers; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art : But this rough magic I here abjure: and, when I have requir’d Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plumuet sound, I’ll drown my book. [Solemn Music. Re-enter Ariel: after him, Alonso, orith a frantic Gesture, attended by Gonzalo ; Sebastian and Antonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and Francisco: They all enter the Circle which Prospero had made, and there stand charmed; which Prospero observing, speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useles, boil'd within thy skull There stand, For you are spell-stopp'd.— Lioly Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall feilowly drops.-The charm dissolves apace; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.-O my good Gonzalo, My true preserver, and a loyal sir To him thou follow'st ; I will pay thy graces Home, both in word and deed—Most cruelly joidst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;Thou’rt pinch'd for’t now, Sebastian.-Flesh, and You brother mine, that entertain’d ambition, [blood, Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian (whose inward pinches therefore are most strong), Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee, Unnatural though thou art!—Their understanding Begins to swell: and the approaching tide will shortly fill the reasonable shores, that now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, That yet looks on me, or would know me :--Ariel, Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell; [Exit Ariel. I will dis-case me, and myself present, As I was sometime Milan;–quickly, spirit; Thou shalt ere long be free.
Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us
Pro. Behold, sir king,
Alon. Whe’r thou beest he, or no.
Pro. First, noble friend, Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot Be measur’d, or ..
Gon. Whether this be, Or be not, I’ll not swear. Pro. You do yet taste
Some subtilties o'the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain 3–Welcome, my friends all:— But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, LAside to Seb. and Amt.
I here could pluck his highness’ frown upon you, And justify you traitors; at this time i’il tell no tales.
Pro. No ;– For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive Thy rankest fault; all of them ; and require My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know, Thou must restore.
Alon. If thou beest Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation; How thou hast met us here, who three hours since were wreck’d upon this shore; where I have lost, How sharp the point of this remembrance is My dear son Ferdinand.
Pro. I am woe for’t, sir.
Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and Patience Says, it is past her cure.
Pro. I rather think You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace, For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid, And rest myself content.
Alon. You the like loss?
Pro. As great to me, as late ; and, portable To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker Than you may call to comfort you ; for I Have lost my daughter.
Alon. A daughter? O heavens ! that they were living both in Naples, The king and queen there that they were, I wish Myself were mudded in that oozy bed Where my son lies. When did you iose your daughter?
Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords At this encounter do so much admire, That they devour their reason ; and scarce think Their eyes do offices of truth, their words Are natural breath; but, howsge'er you have Heen justled from your senses, know for certain, That I am Prospero, and that very duke which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely topon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed, To be the lord on’t. No more yet of this? For ’tis a chronicle of day by day, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir; This cesi's my court; here have I few attendants, And subjects none abroad : pray you, look in. \ly dukedom since you have given me again, i will requite you with as good a thius; At least bring forth a wonder to conteutye, As much as me my dukedom.
The devil speaks in him.
I have curs’d them without cause.
Alon. Now all the blessings
Mira. O ! wonder!
Pro. *Tis new to thee.
Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast at
Your eloquinance cannot be three hours:
Fer. Sir, she's mortal;
Alon. I am hers:
Must ask my child forgiveness!
Let us not burden our remembrances
Gon. I have inly wept,
Which brought us hither!
gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue Should become king of Napies? O, rejoice Beyond a common joy; and set it down with gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage Did Ciaribel her husband find at Tunis; And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife, where he himself was lost; Prospero his dukedom, In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves, When no man was his own.
Alon. Give me your hands:
[To Fer. and Mira.
Be’t so Ament
Ari. Sir, all this service
Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen,
Boats. #1 did think, sir, I were well awake,
Ari. Was’t well done?
Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt
Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod:
Pro. Sir, my liege,
The strangeness of this business; at pick’d leisure,
Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and