To weep at what I am glad of.
Pro.
Fair encounter
Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
On that which breeds between 'em!

Fer.
Wherefore weep you?
M. 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, [ning!
The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cun-
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.

And I thus humble, ever. Mira.

My husband, then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand. M. And mine, with my heart in 't: and now Till half an hour hence. [farewell, Fer. A thousand thousand! [Exeunt Fer. and Mira. 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.

[Exit.

SCENE II.-ANOTHER PART OF THE ISLAND. Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo. Ste. Tell not me :-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'em.-Servant - monster, 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 th' other two be brain'd 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 on his tail.

Ste. My man-monster hath drown'd his tongue in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-andthirty 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. Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to justle a constable. 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!

C. 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.

C. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again to the suit I made to thee? Ste. Marry will I; kneel and repeat it: I will stand, and so shall Trinculo.

Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would, my valiant master would destroy thee: I do not lie.

Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in 's tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.

Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. Mum then, and no more.-[To Caliban.] Proceed.

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.

Ste. That's most certain.

C. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. Ste. How, now, shall this be compass'd? 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! 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 I'll not Where the quick freshes1 are. [show him

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

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

Ste. Did'st thou not say, he lied?

Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his wezand1 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 nonpareil: I never saw a woman,
But only Sycorax, my dam, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As great'st does least.

Is it so brave a lass?

Ste. Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warAnd bring thee forth brave brood. [rant, 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 liv'st, 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. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of Let us be josund: 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 a man, show thyself in thy likeness: if thou beest a devil, take 't as thou list. Trin. O, forgive me my sins! Ste. 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.

Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, [ing, Will make me sleep again; and then, in dreamThe clouds, methought, would open, and show Ready to drop upon me, that when I wak'd [riches 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 destroy'd.

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.

1 Throat.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.-I would I could see this taborer: he lays it on. T. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-ANOTHER PART OF THE ISLAND. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, and Others.

Gon. By 'r lak'in,1 I can go no farther, sir; My old bones ake: here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights 2 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 th' dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest.
Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it
No longer for my flatterer, he is drown'd,'
Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks
Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go.
Ant. [Aside to Sebas. ] I am right glad that he's
so out of hope.

Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolved t' 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 salutation; and, inviting the King, &c., to eat, they depart.]

Al. What harmony is this? my good friends, Gon. Marvellous sweet music! [hark! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heaven! 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 phoenix
At this hour reigning there.
Ant.
I'll believe both;
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true. Travellers ne'er did
Though fools at home condemn 'em. [lie,
Gon.
If in Naples
I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should say, I saw such islanders
(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
Many, nay, almost any.

Pro.

[Aside.] Honest lord, Thou hast said well; for some of you there present Are worse than devils.

Alon. I cannot too much muse, [pressing Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound ex(Although they want the use of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro.
[Aside.] Praise in departing.
Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
Seb.

1 Little lady.

No matter, since 2 Straight paths.

They have left their viands behind, for we have stomachs.

Will 't please you taste of what is here?
Alon.
Not I.
[were boys,
Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we
Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hang-
ing at 'em

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 to, 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. You 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 throw up,-and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon., Seb., &c., draw their Swords. And even with such like valour men hang and

Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your swords are now toomassy for your strengths,
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)
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers-delaying, not forgetting-have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all thecreatures,
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 [from
You, and your ways; whose wraths to guard you
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else fall,
Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart's sorrows
And a clear life ensuing.

He vanishes in Thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mocks and mowes, 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
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up (work,
In their distractions: they now are in my power;
1 Feather.

And in these fits I leave them, while I visit Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose drown'd),

And his and my lov'd darling. [Exit Pro. abo
Gon. I' th' name of something holy, sir, w
In this strange stare?
[stand y

Alon.
O, it is monstrous! monstrou
Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc
The name of Prosper: it did base my trespass
Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded; and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounde
And with him there lie mudded.

Seb.

[Exi

But one fiend at a tim

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 I Have given you here a thread of mine own life Or that for which I live; who 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 Heaver 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.

Fer.

I do believe it,

P. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisitio Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: but no Till sanctimonious ceremonies may, With full and holy rite, be minister'd, Then Hymen's lamps shall light you. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the strong'st sug Our worser genius can, shall never melt [gestio My honour. Pro. Fairly spoke. Sit then, and talk with her; she is thine own.What, Ariel! my industrious servant Ariel!

Enter Ariel.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I am Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your las Did worthily perform, and I must use you [servic In such another trick. Go, bring the rabble, O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place Incite them to quick motion; for I must Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple

Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas
Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas;
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 spongy 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
Whose watery arch and messenger am I, [Sky,
Bids thee leave these, and with her sovereign
Here on this grass-plot, in this very place, [grace,
To come and sport. [Juno descends.] Her
peacocks fly amain:

Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.

CER.

[They sing.]

JUNO. Honour, riches, marriage, blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.
Earth's increase, foison plenty,
Barns, and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing;
Plants, with goodly burthen bowing;
Spring come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest!

Scarcity and want shall shun you:
Ceres' blessing so is on you.

Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly. May I be bold
To think these spirits?

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 wise,
Makes this place Paradise.

Pro.

Sweet now, silence!
[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris
on employment.

Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;
There's something else to do. Hush, and be
Or else our spell is marr'd.
[mute,

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wan

d'ring brooks,

[looks, With your sedg'd crowns and ever-harmless 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 nymphs 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 confused noise, they heavily vanish.

Pro. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done.— Against my life; the minute of their plot

Avoid; no more.

F. This is most strange; your father's in some That works him strongly. [passion 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,

They have left their viands behind, for we have stomachs.

Will 't please you taste of what is here?
Alon.
Not I.
[were boys,
Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we
Who would believe that there were mountaineers
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hang-
ing at 'em

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 to, 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. You 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 throw up,-and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; [Seeing Alon., Seb., &c., draw their Swords. And even with such like valour men hang and

Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your swords are now toomassy for your strengths,
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)
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers-delaying, not forgetting-have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all thecreatures,
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 [from
You, and your ways; whose wraths to guard you
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else fall,
Upon your heads) is nothing, but heart's sorrows
And a clear life ensuing.

He vanishes in Thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mocks and mowes, 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
And these, mine enemies, are all knit up (work,
In their distractions: they now are in my power;

1 Feather.

And in these fits I leave them, while I visit Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd),

And his and my lov'd darling. [Exit Pro. above.
Gon. I' th' name of something holy, sir, why
In this strange stare?
[stand you

Alon.
O, 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 base my trespass.
Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded; and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
And with him there lie mudded.

Seb.

[Exit. 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 ecstasy
May now provoke them to.
Adr.

Follow, I pray you. [Exeunt.

Act Fourth.

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 I Have given you here a thread of mine own life, Or that for which I live; who 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.

I do believe it,

P. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: but not Till sanctimonious ceremonies may, With full and holy rite, be minister'd, Then Hymen's lamps shall light you. As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the strong'st sugOur worser genius can, shall never melt [gestion My honour.

Fer.

Pro. Fairly spoke. Sit then, and talk with her; she is thine own.What, Ariel! my industrious servant Ariel!

Enter Ariel.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows your last Did worthily perform, and I must use you [service In such another trick. Go, bring the rabble, O'er whom I give thee power, here, to this place: Incite them to quick motion; for I must Bestow upon the eyes of this young couple