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Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs grow;

And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts; Shew thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee

Young sea-mells from the rock: Wilt thou) go with me?

Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any more talking. Trinculo, the king and all our company else being drowned, we will inherit here. Here; bear my bottle. Fellow Trinculo, we'll fill him by and by again.

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Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be
As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but
The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's
dead,

And makes my labours pleasures: O, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed;
And he's composed of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction: My sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says,
such baseness

Had ne'er like éxecutor. 1 forget:
But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my
Most busy-less, when I do it. [labours;
Enter MIRANDA; and PROSPERO at a
distance.

Mira.
Alas, now! pray you,
Work not so hard: I would the lightning had
Burnt up those logs,that you are enjoin'd to pile!
Pray, set it down,and rest you: when this burns,
Twill weep for having wearied you: My father
Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself;
He's safe for these three hours.

Fer. O most dear mistress, The sun will set, before I shall discharge What I must strive to do.

Mira.

If you'll sit down, I'll bear your logs the while: Pray,give me that; I'll carry it to the pile. Fer. No, precious creature: I had rather crack my sinews, break my back, Than you should such dishonour undergo, While I sit lazy by.

Mira. It would become me As well as it does you: and I should do it With much more ease; for my good will is to it, And yours against.

Pro.

Poor worm! thou art infected

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Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with me,

When you are by at night. I do beseech you,
(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,)
What is your name?
Miranda :-O my father,
I have broke your hest† to say so!
Fer.

Mira.

Admired Miranda! Indeed, the top of admiration; worth What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Have I lik'd several women; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owedį, And put it to the foil: But you, 0 you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.

Mira. I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Save, from my glass,mine own; nor have I seen More that I may call men,than you, good friend, And my dear father: how features are abroad, I am skill-less of; but, by my modesty, (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish Any companion in the world but you; Nor can imagination form a shape, Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Therein forget.

Fer. I am, in my condition, A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king; (I would not so!) and would no more endure This wooden slavery, than I would suffer The flesh-fly blow my mouth.-Hear my soul The very instant that I saw you did [speak ;~ My heart fly to your service; there resides, To make me slave to it; and, for your sake, Am I this patient log-man. Mira. Do you love me? Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to

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Mira.

To weep at what I am glad of. Pro.

I am a fool,
Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain
On that which breeds between them! [grace
Fer.
Wherefore weep you?
Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not
offer

What I desire to give; and much less take,
What I shall die to want: But this is trifling;
And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it shews. Hence, bashful
cunning!

And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
I am your wife, if you will marry me;
If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer.

And I thus humble ever. Mira.

My mistress, dearest,

My husband then? Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. Mira. And mine, with my heart in't, And Till half an hour hence. [now farewell, Fer. A thousand! thousand! Exeunt FER. and MIR. Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be, Who are surpris'd with all; but my rejoicing At nothing can be more. I'll to my book; For yet, ere supper time, must I perform Much business appertaining.

SCENE II.

[Exit.

Another part of the island. Enter STEPHANO and TRINCULO; CALIBAN following with a bottle.

Ste. Tell not me;-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'em: Servantmonster, drink to me.

Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! They say, there's but five upon this isle we are three of them; if the other two be brained like us, the state totters.

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee; thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

Trin. Where should they be set else? he were a brave monster indeed, if they were set in bis tail.

Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, off and on, by this light. Thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard.

Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Trin. Nor go neither: but you'll lie, like dogs; and yet say nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy I'll not serve him, he is not valiant. [shoe: Trin. Thon liest, most ignorant monster;

I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a monster?

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?

Trin. Lord, quoth he!-that a monster should be such a natural!

Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee.

Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a mutineer, the next tree -The poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. [pleas'd Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be To hearken once again the suit I made thee? Ste. Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it; I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

Enter ARIEL, invisible.

Cal. As I told thee
Before, I am subject to a tyrant;
A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath
Cheated me of this island.
Ari.

Thou liest.

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Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle; From me he got it. If thy greatness will Revenge it on him-for, I know, thou dar'st; But this thing dare not.

[thee.

Ste. That's most certain. Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party? [asleep, Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head. Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not [patch!Cal. What a pied ninny's this t? Thou scurvy I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, And take his bottle from him: when that's gone, He shall drink nought but brine; for P'll not Where the quick freshest are. [shew him

Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger : interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee.

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off.

Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied?

Ari. Thon liest.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that [strikes him.] As you like this, give me the lie another time.

Trin. I did not give the lie-Out o' your wits, and hearing too?- A pox o' your bottle! this can sack, and drinking do.-A. murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers!

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Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Prythee stand further off.

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time,
I'll beat him too.
Ste. Stand further.-Come, proceed.
Cal. Why, as I told thee,'tis a custom with him
I'the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st
brain him,

Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his wezand with thy knife: Remember,
First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to command: They all do hate him,
As rootedly as I: Burn but his books;
He has brave utensils, (for so he calls them,)
Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal.
And that most deeply to consider, is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a non-pareil: I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As greatest does least.

Ste.

Is it so brave a lass?

Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I And bring thee forth brave brood. [warrant, Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (save our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys:-Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo?

Trin. Excellent.

Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee: but, while thou fivest, keep a good tongue in thy, head.

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep; Wilt thou destroy him then? Ste. Ay, on mine honour. Ari. This will I tell my master. [pleasure; Cal. Thon mak'st me merry: I am full of 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 ;

Thought is free.

Cal. That's not the tune.

[ARIEL plays the tune on a tabor and pipe. Ste. What is this same?

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body.

Ste. If thou beest à man, shew thyself in thy likeness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list.

Trin. O, forgive me my sins!

Ste. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee:-Mercy upon us!

Cal. Art thou afeard?
Ste. No, monster, not I.

Cal. Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and

hurt not.

Will ha about mine ears; and sometimes voices,

That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then in dreaming, [riches The clouds, methought, would open, and shew Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, I cry'd to dream again.

Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed.

Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story.

Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and after, do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. - I would, I could see this taborer: he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt.

SCENE III.

Another part of the island.

Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO,GON-
ZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and others.
Gon. By'r lakint, I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your
I needs must rest me.
[patience,

Alon.

Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd, Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land: Well, let him go. Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope. [Aside to SEBASTIAN. Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose, That you resolv'd to effect. The next advantage

Seb.

Will we take thoroughly.
Ant.

Let it be to-night;
For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they are fresh.

Seb. I say to-night: no more. Solemn and strange music; and PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet; they dance about it with gentle actions of sa. lutation; and, inviting the king, &c., to eat, they depart.

Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!

Gon. Marvellous sweet music!
Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens!
What were these?

Seb. A living drollery : Now I will believe
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one
At this hour reigning there.
[phoenix

Ant.

I'll believe both; And what does else want credit, come to me, And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er Though fools at home condemn them. [did lie, + Our lady.

Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments

• Throat.

# Show.

Gon.

If in Naples | One dowle‡ that's in my plume; my fellow
ministers

I should report this now, would they believe
If I should say I saw such islanders, [me? Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for your
strengths,

(For, certes*, these are people of the island,) Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet, note,

Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of Our human generation you shall find almost any.

Many, nay,

Pro. Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present,

Are worse than devils. Alon.

[Aside. I cannot too much muset, Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, expressing

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(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 stomachs.

Will't please you taste of what is here?
Alon.
Not I.
Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear: When
we were boys,

Who would believe that there were mountaineers,

Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find,

Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us
Good warrant of.
Alon.

I will stand to, and feed,
Although my last; no matter, since I feel
The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL like a harpy; claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes.

Ari. Yon are three men of sin, whom destiny That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't,) the never-surfeited sea Hath caused to belch up; and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst [mad;

men

Being most unfit to live, I have made you Seeing ALON. SEB.&c., draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown,

Their proper selves. You fools! I, and my felAre ministers of fate; the elements [lows Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as

well

Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish [stabs + Wonder. Down.

⚫ Certainly.

And will not be uplifted; But, remember,
(For that's my business to you,) that you three
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Hi,and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yeaallthe creatures,
Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once,) shall step by step attend
You and your ways; whose wraths to guard
you from
[falls
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else
Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sor-
And a clear life ensuing.
[row,
He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft mu-
sic,enter the Shapes again,and dance with
mops and moves and carry out the table.
Pro. [Aside.] 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 tnypower;
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand, (whom they suppose is
And his and my loved darling. [drown'd,)
[Exit PROSPERO from above.
Gon. I the name of something holy, sir,
why stand you
In this strange stare?

Alon.

Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it;
O, it is monstrous! monstrous!
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.
Ant.

I'll be thy second. [Exeunt SEB. and ANT. Gon. All three of them are desperate; their

great guilt,

Like poison given to work a great time after,
Now 'gins to bite the spirits:-I do beseech you
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,
And hinder them from what this ecstacy||
May now provoke them to.
Adr.
Pure, blameless. Il Alienation of mind.

Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt.

ACT IV.

SCENE I. Before Prospero's cell. Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and

MIRANDA.

Pro. If I have too austerely punish'd you,
Your compensation makes amends; for
Have given you here a thread of mine own life,
Or that for which I live; whom once again
I tender to thy hand: all thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love, and thou
Hast strangely stood the test: here afore
Heaven,

I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me, that I boast her off,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
And make it halt behind her.

Fer.

Against an oracle.

I do believe it [quisition Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acWorthily purchased, take my daughter: But If thou dost break her virgin knot before All sanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minister'd, No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew The union of your bed with weeds so loathly, That you shall hate it both; therefore, take As Hymen's lamps shall light you. [heed, As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den, The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion

Fer.

Our worser Genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust; to take away
The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are
Or night kept chain'd below. [founder'd,
Pro.
Fairly spoke:
Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.-
What, Ariel; my industrious servant Ariel!
Enter ARIEL.

Ari.Whatwould my potent master? here I am.
Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your

last service

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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; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims, [keep; Which spungy April at thy hest betrims, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy broom groves,

Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, Being lass-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard; And thy sea-marge, steril, and rocky-hard, Where thou thyself dost air: The queen o'the sky,

grace,

Whose watery arch, and messenger, am I,
Bids thee leave these; and with her sovereign
Here on this grass-plot, in this very place,
To come and sport: her peacocks fly amain;
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.
Enter CERES.

Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
[ne'er
Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers
Diffusest honey.drops, refreshing showers:
And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my proud earth; Why hath thy
queen

Summon'd me hither,tothis short-grass'd green?
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate;
And some donation freely to estate
On the bless'd lovers.

Cer,

Tell me, heavenly bow, If Venus, or her son, as thou dost know, Do now attend the queen? since they did plot The means, that dusky Dis|| my daughter got, Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company I have forsworn. Iris. Of her society Be not afraid: I met her deity Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her son,

Dove-drawn, with her; here thought they to have done

Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,
Whose vows are, that no bed-rite shall be paid
Till Hymen's torch be lighted: but in vain;
Mars's hot minion is return'd again;
Pluto,

+ Surplus. + Command,

§ Woody.

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