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Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varSo rare a wonder'd father, and a wife,
lets? Make this place Paradise.
Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with (Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on
So full of valour, that they smote the air Pro.
Sweet now, silence; For breathing in their faces; beat the ground Juno and Ceres whisper seriously ;
For kissing of their feet ; yet always bending There's something else to do : hush, and be mute, Towards their project : Then I beat my tabor, Or else our spell is marr’d.
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their Iris. You nymphs, callid Naiads, of the wand'ring
Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks, As they smelt musick ; so I charm'd their ears, Leave your crisp channels, and on this green land That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through Answer your summons : Juno does command : Tooth'd briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss, and Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate
thorns, A contract of true love; be not too late.
Which enter'd their frail shins : at last I left them
l'the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell, Enter certain Nymphs.
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake You sun-burn’d sicklemen, of August weary,
O'erstunk their feet. Come hither from the furrow, and be merry ;
This was well done, my bird ; Make holy-day : your rye-straw hats put on,
Thy shape invisible retain thou still : And these fresh nymphs encounter every one
The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, In country footing.
For stale to catch these thieves.
I go, I go. [Erit. Enter certain Reapers, properly habited; they join Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
with the Nymphs in a graceful dance ; towards the Nurture can never stick ; on whom my pains, end whereof PROSPERO starts suddenly, and speaks ; Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost : after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused And as, with age, his body uglier grows, noise, they heavily vanish.
So his mind cankers : I will plague them all, Pro. (aside.) I had forgot that foul conspiracy
Re-enter Ariel loadlen with glistering apparel, f'c. Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot
Even to roaring : - Come, hang them on this line. Is almost come. — [To the Spirits.] Well done ;
PROSPERO and Ariel remain invisible. Enter CAavoid ;
LIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet. Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some passion
Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole That works him strongly. Mira.
Never till this day, Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper’d.
Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort harmless fairy, has done little better than played the As if you were disinay'd : be cheerful, sir :
Jack with us. Our revels now are ended : these our actors,
Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
which my nose is in great indignation. Are melted into air, into thin air:
Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I And, like the baseless fabrick of this vision,
should take a displeasure against you; look you, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster. The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still : Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ;
Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Shall hood-wink this mischance: therefore speak Leave not a rack behind : We are such stuff
softly, As dreams are made of, and our little life
All's hush'd as midnight yet. Is rounded with a sleep. — Sir, I am vex'd;
Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool, Bear with my weakness ; my old brain is troubled. Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in Be not disturb'd with my infirmity :
that, monster, but an infinite loss. If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
Trin. That's more to me than my wetting : yet And there repose ; a turn or two I'll walk, this is your harmless fairy, monster. To still my beating mind.
Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er Fer. Mira. We wish your peace.
cars for my labour.
[Ereunt. Cal. Prythree, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here, Pro. Come with a thought :- I thank you :
This is the mouth o' the cell : no noise, and enter. Ariel, come.
Do that good mischief, which may make this island
Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For aye thy foot-licker. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to: What's thy Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody pleasure ?
thoughts. Pro. Spirit,
Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee! Ari. Ay, my commander; when I presented Ceres, Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash. I thought to have told three of it; but I fear'd, Trin. O, ho, monster ; we know what belongs to Lest I might anger thee.
a frippery ; - O king Stephano!
Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers ; help to bear I'll base that gown.
this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll Tri Thy grace shall have it.
turn you out of my kingdom: go to, carry this. Cat. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you Trin. And this. mean,
Ste. Ay, and this.
A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches;
shape of hounds, and hunt them about. PROSPERO Make us strange stuff.
and ABIEL, setting them on. Ste. Be you quiet, monster. — Mistress line, is Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver ! line : now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, and prove a bald jerkin.
hark ! Trint. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an't
(Cal. Sre. and Trin. are driven out. like your grace.
Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints see. I thank thee for that jest : here's a garment With dry convulsions ; shorten up their sinews fort: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am with aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make ting of this country: Steal by line and level, is an
them, excellent pass of pate ; there's another garment for't. Than pard, or cat o' mountain. Trix. Monster, come, put some lime upon your Ari.
Hark, they roar. fingers, and away with the rest.
Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this hour Cat I will have none on't: we shall lose our Lie at my mercy all mine enemies : tiine,
Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
Shalt have the air of freedom : for a little, With foreheads villainous low.
Follow, and do me service.
I did say so,
SCENE I.-Before the Cell of Prospero. My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, Ertz Prospeko in his magick robes ; and Ariel
And they shall be themselves.
I'll fetch them, sir. (Erit. Prs. Now does my project gather to a head: Pra Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and My chartis crack not ; my spirits obey; and time
groves; Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? And ye, that on the sands with printless foot
Ari. On the sixth hour ; at which time, my lord, Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, You said our work should cease.
When he comes back; you demy-puppets, that Pro.
By moon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime How fares the king and his ?
Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice Confin'd together To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid Is the saine fashion as you gave in charge ; (Weak masters though ye be,) I have be-dimm'd Just as you left them, sir ; all prisoners
The noon-tide sun, call’d forth the mutinous winds, L the lime-grore which weather-fends your cell; And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault They cannot budge, till your release. The king, Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted; Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak And the remainder mourning over them,
With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory Brim-full of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up Himn you terin'd, sir, The good old lord, Gonzalo; The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them forth From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly works By my so potent art : But this rough magick thern,
I here abjure: and, when I have requir'd That if you now beheld them, your affections Some heavenly musick, (which even now I do) Would become tender.
To work mine end upon their senses, that Pro
Dost thou think so, spirit? This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, Pro.
And mine shall. And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling I'll drown my book.
(Solemn musick. Of their afflictions? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,
Re-enter Ariel: after him, Alonso, with a frantick Passion 3 they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? gesture, attended by Gonzalo ; SEBASTIAN and Though with their high wrongs I am struek to the
Antonio in like manner, attended by ADRIAN and quick,
Francisco: they all enter the circle which Prospero Yet, with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury
had made, and there stand charmed; which ProsDo I take part : the rarer action is
PERO observing, speaks. a virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, A solemn air, and the best comforter The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
To an unsettled fancy, cure tlıy brains, vot a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; Now useless, boild within thy skull! There stand,
For you are spell-stoppid.
First, noble friend, Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,
Let me embrace thine age; whose honour cannot Mine eyes, even sociable to the shew of thine, Be measur'd, or confin'd. Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace ; Gon.
Whether this be, And as the morning steals upon the night,
Or be not, I'll not swear. Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
You do yet taste Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Their clearer reason. - 0 my good Gonzalo, Believe things certain : - Welcome, my friends My true preserver, and a loyal sir
all :To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, Home, both in word and deed. Most cruelly
[Aside to SeB. and Ant. Didst thou, Alonso, usę me and my daughter: I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;
And justify you traitors ; at this time Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian. Flesh and I'll tell no tales. blood,
Seb. The devil speaks in him.
[4side, You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,
No: Expell’d remorse and nature ; who, with Sebastian, For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother (Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,) Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive Would here have kill?d your king; I do forgive thee, Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require Unnatural though thou art! - Their understanding My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know, Begins to swell ; and the approaching tide
Thou must restore. Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,
If thou beest Prospero, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, Give us particulars of thy preservation : That yet looks on me, or would know me: Ariel, How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Ketch me the hat and rapier in my cell ;
Were wreck'd upon this shore ; where I have lost,
[Erit ARIEL. How sharp the point of this remembrance is! I will dis-case me, and myself present,
My dear son Ferdinand. As I was sometime Milan : - quickly, spirit ;
I am woe for't, sir. Thou shalt ere long be free.
Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience
Says it is past her cure. ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO.
I rather think, Art. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace
For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid,
And rest myself content.
You the like loss ? After summer, merrily:
Pro. As great to me, as late; and, portable Merrily, merrily, shall I live nou,
To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Than you may call to comfort you ; for I
Have lost my daughter. Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel : I shall miss Alon.
A daughter? thee;
O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, But yet thou shalt have freedom : so, so, so.- The king and queen there ! that they were, I wish To the king's ship, invisible as thou art :
Myself were mudded in that oozy bed There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Where my son lies. When did you lose your daugh Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain,
ter? Being awake, enforce them to this place;
Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords And presently, I prythee.
At this encounter do so much admire, Ari. I drink the air before me, and return That they devour their reason ; and scarce think Or e'er your pulse twice beat. (Erit ARIEL. Their eyes do offices of truth, their words Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze- Are natural breath : but, howsoe'er you have ment
Been justled from your senses, know for certain, Inbabits here : Some heavenly power guide us That I am Prospero, and that very duke Out of this fearful country!
Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely Pro.
Behold, sir king, Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was landed, The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero :
To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; For more assurance that a living prince
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day, Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; Not a relation for a breakfast, nor And to thee, and thy company, I bid
Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir ; A hearty welcome.
This cell's my court: here have I few attendants, Alon.
Whe'r thou beest he, or no, And subjects none abroad : pray you, look in. Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,
My dukedom since you have given me again,
The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers FERThy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
DINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess. Thou pardon me my wrongs: - But how should Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false. Prospero
No, my dearest love, Be living, and be here ?
I would not for the world.
Vira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should | Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when wrangle,
We first put out to sea. And I would call it fair play.
Sir, all this service
Aside. A vision of the island, one dear son
My tricksy spirit ! Shall I twice lose.
Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen, A most high miracle ! From strange to stranger :- Say, huw came you Fa. Though the seas threaten they are merciful :
hither? I have curs’d them without cause.
Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, (Ferd. kneels to Alon. I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, Alen.
Now all the blessings And (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under hatches, Of a glad father compass thee about !
Where, but even now, with strange and several noises Arise, and say how thou cann'st here.
Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, Mors.
0! wonder ! And more diversity of sounds, all horrible, How many goodly creatures are there here ! We were awak'd ; straitway, at liberty: How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld That has such people in't!
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master Pro.
'Tis new to thee. Capering to eye her: On a trice, so please you, dea. What is this maid, with whom thou wast Even in a dream, were we divided from them, at play?
And were brought moping hither, Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours : Ari.
Was't well done? Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt Aside. And brenght us thus together ?
Sir, she's mortal; Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod: Bat, by immortal providence, she's mine ;
And there is in this business more than nature I dose ber, when I could not ask my father Was ever conduct of: some oracle For bis advice; nor thought I had one : she Must rectify our knowledge. Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
Sir, my liege, Of sborn so often I have heard renown,
Do not infest your mind with beating on Bat Dever saw before ; of whom I have
The strangeness of this business : at pick'd leisure, Received a second life, and second father
Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you This lady makes him to me.
(Which to you shall seem probable,) of every Alza.
I am hers:
These happen'd accidents : till when, be cheerful, But 0, how oddly will it sound, that I
And think of each thing well. -- Come hither, spirit; Must ask my child forgiveness !
There, sir, stop; Set Caliban and his companions free: Let us not burden our remembrances
Untie the spell. (Exit Ariel.] How fares my graWith a heaviness that's gone.
cious sir? GoR.
I have inly wept, There are yet missing of your company
Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, STEPHANO, For it is you, that have chalk'd forth the way
and Trisculo, in their stolen Apparel. Which brought us hither!
Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no Alors.
I say, Amen, Gonzalo ! man take care for himself; for all is but fortune: Gen. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio! Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my Beyond a common joy; and set it down
head, here's a goodly sight. With gold on lasting pillars : In one voyage Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis ;
How fine my master is! I am afraid And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
He will chastise me. Where be himself was lost ; Prospero his dukedom, Seb.
Ha, ha ; In a poor isle ; and all of us, ourselves,
What things are these, my lord Antonio ! When no man was his own.
Will money buy them? Alon.
Give me your hands : Ant. Very like; one of them
[To Fer. and Mir. Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart,
Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, That doth not wish you joy!
Then say, if they be true: - This mis-shapen Goni. Be t so! Amen!
His mother was a witch; and one so strong Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, amazedly following.
And deal in her command, without her power : look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us!
These three have robb'd me : and this demi-devil I prophesied, if a gallows were on land,
(For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them This fellow could not drown: Now, blasphemy, To take my life: two of these fellows you That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on shore, Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Hast thou no mouth by land ? What is the news ? Acknowledge mine. Beats. The best news is, that we have safely found Cal.
I shall be pinch'd to death. Our king, and company: the next our ship, - Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split, Seb. He is drunk now : where had he wine?,
Alun. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where Seb. Or stole it, rather. should they
[Ereunt Cal. Str. and Trin. Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ? – Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, How cam'st thou in this pickle?
To my poor cell : where you shall take your rest Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw For this one night; which (part of it,) i'll waste you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it bones : I shall not fear fly-blowing.
Go quick away: the story of my life, Seb. Why, how now, Stephano ?
And the particular accidents, gone by, Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, cramp.
I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah ?
Where I have hope to see the nuptial Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Of these our dear-beloved solemniz'd; Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd And thence retire me to my Milan, where
[Pointing to Caliban. Every third thought shall be my grave.
To hear the story of your life, which must
I'll deliver all;
Your royal fleet far off. — My Ariel ; -chick,
That is thy charge; then to the elements Pro.
Go to; away! Be free, and fare thou well! - (aside.] Please you, Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where
(Exeunt. you found it.
EPILOGUE. - Spoken by PROSPERO.
NOW my charms are all o'erthrown,
Gentle breath of yours my sails