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And tell bow far thou didst our Lily out shine,
Or fporting Kid, or Marlow's mighty Line.
And though thou hadst small Latin and lefs Greek,
From thence to honour thee, I would not feek
For names; but call forth thund'ring Alchylus,
Euripides, and Sophocles to us,
Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordoua dead,
To live again, to hear thy Bufkin tread,
And bake a Stage: Or, when thy Socks were on,
Leave thee alone for the comparison

Of all, that infolent Greece, or haughty Rome
Sent forth, or fince did from their afbes come.
Triumph, my Britain, thou bast one to show,
To whom all Scenes of Europe homage owe.
He was not of an age, but for all time!
And all the Mules, ftill were in their prime,
When like Apollo he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm!
Nature herself was proud of his defignes,
And joy'd to wear the dreffing of bis Lines!
Which were fo richly spun, and woven so fit,
As, fince, fhe will vouchfafe no other wit.
The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes,
Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please;
But antiquated, and deferted lye,
As they were not of Nature's family.
Yet must I not give Nature all: Thy Art,
My gentle Shakespear, must enjoy a part.
For tho' the Poet's matter Nature be,
His Art doth give the Fashion. And, that he
Who cafts to write a living line must sweat,
(Such as thine are) and ftrike the second heat
Upon the Mules Anvile; turn the fame,
(And himself with it) that he thinks to fråme;
Or for the Lawrel, he may gain a fcorn,
For a good Poet's made, as well as born.
And fuch wert thou. Look how the Father's face
Lives in bis Ifjue, even fo the race



Of Shakespear's mind and manners brightly spines
In bis well torned, and true filed lines:
In each of which be feems to shake a Lance,
As brandifh'd at the eyes of Ignorance.
Sweet Swan of Avo! what a fight it were
To fee thee in our water yet appear,
And make thofe flights upon the Banks of Thames,
That fo did take Eliza, and our James!

But ftay, I fee thee in the Hemifphere
Advanc'd, and made a Constellation there!
Shine forth, thou Starre of Poets, and with rage,
Or influence, chide, or chear the drooping Stage,
Which, fince thy flight from bence, bath mourn'd like night,
And defpairs day, but for thy Volume's light.







ALONSO, King of Naples.
Sebastian, his Brother.

Profpero, the rightful Duke of Milan.

Anthonio, his Brother, the ufurping Duke of Milan.
Ferdinand, Son to the King of Naples.

Gonzalo, an honest old Counsellor of Naples.

} Lords.


Caliban, a Savage and deformed Slave.

Trinculo, a fefter.

Stephano, a drunken Butler.

Dramatis Perfonæ.

Mafter of a Ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.
Miranda, Daughter to Profpero.

Ariel, an aiery Spirit.




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Other Spirits, attending on Profpero.

SCENE, the Sea with a Ship, afterwards an unin

habited Inland.

Of this Play the first known Edition is that of 1623, when it was published with the other

Works of Shakespear by Hemings and Condel, in Folio.


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