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Set Caliban and his companions free:
Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares my

gracious sir?
There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.

Re-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 which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

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

Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say, if they be true 6:- This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command, without her power ; These three have robb’d me; and this demi-devil For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them To take my life: two of these fellows you Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine. Cal.

I shall be pinch'd to death. Alon. 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

6 Honest.

Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them? – 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 : Í shall not fear fly-blowing.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano ?
Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but

a cramp:
Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd

[Pointing to CALIBAN. 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.

Cal. Ay, that I will ; and I'll be wise hereafter, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass 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

on.

you found it.

Seb. Or stole it, rather.

[Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell : where

you

shall take your rest For this one night : which (part of it,) I'll waste With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Go quick away: the story of my life, And the particular accidents, gone by, Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples Where I have hope to see the nuptial Of these our dear beloved solemniz'd; And thence retire me to my Milan, where 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 elements Be free, and fare thou well ! - [Aside.] Please you draw near.

[Exeunt.

EPILOGUE.

SPOKEN BY PROSPERO.

NOW my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own ;
Which is most faint : now, 'tis true,
I must be here confined by you,
Or sent to Naples : Let me not,
Since I have my dukedom got,
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island by your spell ;
But release me from my bands,
With the help of your good hands.7
Gentle breath of your's my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,
Which was to please : Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be reliev'd by prayer;
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself, and

frees all faults.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your indulgence set me free.

? Applause, noise was supposed to dissolve a spell.

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VALENTINE, } gentlemen of Verona.

PROTEUS,
ANTONIO, father to Proteus.
Thurio, a foolish rival to Valentine.
EGLAMOUR, agent for Silvia in her escape.
SPEED, a clownish servant to Valentine.
LAUNCE, servant to Proteus.
Panthino, servant to Antonio.
Host where Julia lodges in Milan.
Out-lars.

Julia, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus.
Silvia, the duke's daughter, beloved by Valentine.
LUCETTA, waiting-woman to Julia.

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Servants, musicians.

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SCENE, sometimes in Verona ; sometimes in Milan;

and on the frontiers of Mantua.

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