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THE TEMPEST.

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Well, I conceive. [Exit.
Ari.
Pro. Look thou be true, or else good night your
I warrant you, sir.
Well.-

Fer.

[vow.

and pertly.-
[Soft music.

Pro.
Now come, my Ariel! bring a corollary,2
Rather than want a spirit: appear,
No tongue, all eyes; be silent.

Enter Iris.

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 of 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.
Enter Ceres.

C. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er
Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter;
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; whyhath thyQueen
Summon'd me hither, to this 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.
Of her society

Iris.

Be not afraid: I met her deity
Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her son

Dove-drawn with her.

Cer.
Highest Queen of State,
Great Juno comes: I know her by her gait.
Enter Juno.

J. How does my bounteous sister? Go with me,
To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be,
And honour'd in their issue.
2 Overplus.

1 Grins and wry faces.

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.

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

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 sud-
denly, 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,
Against my life; the minute of their plot
is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done.—

Avoid; no more.

Mira.

F. This is most strange; your father's in some
[passion
That works him strongly.
Never till this day,
Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
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 on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd:
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is
Be not disturb'd with my infirmity. [troubled:
If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell,
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 thee,
Ariel: come !

Enter Ariel.

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy Pro. Spirit, [pleasure? We must prepare to meet with Caliban. [Ceres, Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd, Lest I might anger thee. [varlets? Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these A. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinkSo full of valour, that they smote the air [ing: 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 their

ears,

Advanc'd their eyelids, lifted 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 gorse, and
thorns,

Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left them
I' th' filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
Up to the chins.

Pro.
This was well done, my bird.
Thy shape invisible retain thou 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 whose 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, Enter Ariel, loaden with glistering apparel, &c. Even to roaring.-Come, hang them on this line. Enter Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all wet.

Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may

Not hear a foot fall: we are now near his cell. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless fairy, has done little better than play'd the Jack2 with us.

T. Monster, my nose is in great indignation. 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
Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore, speak
All's hush'd as midnight yet.
[softly;

T. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,
2 Ignis fatuus.

1 Bait.

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. Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour.

C. Pr'ythee,my King, be quiet. Seest thou here, This is the mouth o' th' cell: no noise, and enter: Do that good mischief, which may make this Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, (island For aye thy foot-licker.

Ste. Give me thy hand. I do begin to have bloody thoughts.

Trin. O King Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano! look, what a wardrobe here is for thee! 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 off 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 doat thus on such luggage? Let's alone,
And do the murther first: if he awake,
From toe to crown he'll fill our skin 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, and '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 excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for't.

Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.

Č. 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.

[hark:

A noise of Hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits,
in shape of hounds, and hunt them about;
Prospero and Ariel setting them on.
Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey!
Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver!
Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark,
[Cal., Ste., and Trin. are driven out.
Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make
them,

Than pard1 or cat o' mountain.
Ari.

Hark! they roar.

P. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Shalt have the air at freedom. For a little, Follow, and do me service. [Exeunt.

1 Leopard.

Act Fifth.

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? A. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease.

Pro. I did say so, When first I raised the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the King and his?

Ari. Confin'd together In the same fashion as you gave in charge: Just as you left them: all prisoners, sir, In the lime-grove which weather-fends your cell; They cannot budge till you release. The King, His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted, And the remainder mourning over them, Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly Him that you term'd, sir, the good old lord, Gonzalo :

His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly

works them,

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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
Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
Though with their high wrongs I am struck to
th' quick,

Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury
Do I take part. The rarer action is [tent,
In virtue, than in vengeance: they being peni-
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown farther. 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 groves;

And ye, that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him,
When he comes back; you demi-puppets, that
By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pas-
time

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 noontide sun, call'dforththe mutinouswinds,
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, op'd, and let 'em 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 fadoms in the earth,
And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.
[Solemn music.

Here enter Ariel before; then Alonso, with 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 useless, boil'd within thy skull! There
For you are spell-stopp'd.-
[stand,
Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,
Mine eyes ev'n sociable to the shew of thine,
Fall fellowly 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 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
Didst 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 blood,

You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,
Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebas-
tian
[strong,)
(Whose inward pinches therefore are most
Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive
thee,
Ling
Unnatural though thou art.-Their understand-
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.

Ariel enters, singing, and helps to attire him.
ARI. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie;

There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly,

After summer, merrily.
Merrily, merily, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall
miss thee;

But yet thou shalt have freedom:-so, so, so,To the King's ship, invisible as thou art: There shalt thou find the mariners asleep Under the hatches; the Master and the Boat Being awake, enforce them to this place; [swain, And presently, I pr'ythee.

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit Ariel. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze

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A hearty welcome.

Alon.

Whe'r thou beest he, or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, As late I have been, I not know thy pulse Beats as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, Th' affliction of my mind amends, with which, I fear, a madness held me. This must crave

(An if this be at all) a most strange story. Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat Thou pardon me my wrongs.-But how should Be living, and be here? [Prospero

Pro.

First, noble friend,

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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: [since How thou hast met us here, whom three hours Were wrack'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, [grace, You have not sought her help; of whose soft 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, supportable To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker Than you may call to comfort you; for I Have lost my daughter.

A daughter?

Alon. 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 [daughter? Where my son lies. When did you lose your P. 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, howsoe'er you have Been justled from your senses, know for certain, That I am Prospero, and that very duke

Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most
strangely
[landed,
Upon this shore, where you were wrack'd, was
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 cell's my court: here have I few attendants,
And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in.
My dukedom since you have given me again,
I will requite you with as good a thing;
At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye
As much as me my dukedom.

Here Prospero discovers Ferdinand and
Miranda playing at chess.

Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.
Fer.
No, my dearest love,

I would not for the world.

Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should And I would call it fair play.

Alon.

[wrangle,

If this prove

A vision of the island, one dear son
Shall I twice lose.

Seb.
A most high miracle!
Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are mer-
I have curs'd them without cause.

Alon.

[ciful: [Fer. kneels to Alon. Now, all the blessings

Of a glad father compass thee about!
Arise, and say how thou cam'st here.
Mira.
O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O, brave new world,
That has such people in't!

Pro.
"Tis new to thee. [at play?
Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast
Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
And brought us thus together?

Fer.
Sir, she is mortal;
But, by immortal providence she's mine:
I chose her when could not ask my father
For his advice, nor thought I had one. She
Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan,
Of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before: of whom I have
Receiv'd a second life; and second father
This lady makes him to me.
Alon.
I am her's.
But O, how oddly will it sound, that I
Must ask my child forgiveness!

Pro.
There, sir, stop:
Let us not burthen our remembrances
With a heaviness that's gone.

Gon.
I have inly wept,
Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you
And on this couple drop a blessed crown, [gods,
For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way,
Which brought us hither!

Alon. I say, Amen, Gonzalo. [issue Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his Should become Kings of Naples? O! rejoice Beyond a common joy, and set it down With gold on lasting pillars:-In one voyage Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis; And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife, [dom, Where he himself was lost; Prospero his duke

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[Aside.

Pro. My tricksy spirit! Alon. These are not natural events; they strengthen {hither? From strange to stranger.-Say, how came you Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And (how we know not) all clapp'd under hatches, Where, but even now, with strange and several noises

Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,
We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty:
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our Master
Cap'ring to eye her. On a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping hither.

Ari. [Aside.] Was't well done?
Pro. [Aside.] Bravely, my diligence! Thou
[trod;

shall be free.

Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men And there is in this business more than Nature Was ever conduct2 of. Some oracle Must rectify our knowledge.

Pro.

Sir, my liege,

Do not infest your mind with beating on [sure,
The strangeness of this business: at pick'd lei-
Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you
(Which to you shall seem probable) of every
And think of each thing well.-[Aside.]-Come
These happen'd accidents: till when, be cheerful,
hither, spirit:

Set Caliban and his companions free: [cious sir?
Untie the spell. [Exit Ariel.] How fares my gra-
There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano,

and Trinculo, in their stolen apparel. Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself, for all is but fortune.-Coragio, bully-monster, coragio! Trin. If these be true spies that I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos! these be brave spirits, indeed. 1 Ready.

2 Conductor.

How fine my master is! I am afraid
He will chastise me.
Seb.
Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy them?
Ant.

Very like one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. [lords, Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my Then say, if theybetrue.-This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong And deal in her command, without her power. That couldcontrol the moon, make flows andebbs, These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil (For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I To take my life. Two of these fellows you Acknowledge mine.

Cal.
I shall be pinch'd to death.
Al. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?
Seb. He is drunk now: where had he wine?
Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where
should they

Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em?—
How cam'st thou in this pickle?

Trin. I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing. Seb. Why, how now, Stephano? [a cramp. Ste. O! touch me not: I am not Stephano, but Pro. You'd be king o' the Isle, sirrah? Ste. I should have been a sore one then. Alon. [Pointing to Caliban.] This is as strange

a thing as e'er I looked on.

Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners As in his shape.-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions: as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. And seek for grace. What a thrice-double ass Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool! Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where Seb. Or stole it, rather. [you found it.

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[Exeunt Cal., Ste., and Trin. P. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make For this one night; which, part of it, I'll waste Go quick away :-the story of my life, And the particular accidents gone by, Where I have hope to see the nuptial Since I came to this isle: and in the morn, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, And thence retire me to my Milan, where Of these our dear-belov'd solemnized; Every third thought shall be my grave.

Alon.

I long

To hear the story of your life, which must
Take the ear strangely.

Pro.
I'll deliver all;
And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
And sail so expeditious, that shall catch
Your royal fleet far off.

My Ariel-chick, That is thy charge: then, to the ele-[Aside. Be free, and fare thou well! [ments;) Please you, draw near. [Exeunt.

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