With your sedg'd crowns and ever-harmless looks, Enter certain Nymphs. You sunburn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with the Nymp in a graceful dance; towards the end whereof PROSPERO Star suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and co fused noise, they heavily vanish. Pros. [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. more. [To the Spirits] Well done; - avoid, — 1 Fer. This is most strange: your father 's in some passi That works him strongly. Mir. Never till this day Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd. Pros. Sure, 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 And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, As dreams are made on; Is rounded with a sleep. and our little life Sir, I am vex'd; Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell, And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk, Fer. Mir. We wish your peace. - Pros. [to Ariel] Come with a thought! — I thank ye [Exeunt Re-enter ARIEL. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy pleasure? We must prepare to meet with Caliban. Spirit, Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres, Pros. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets? Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking; So full of valour that they smote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake Pros. This was well done, my Thy shape invisible retain thou still: bird. The trumpery in my house, go bring it hither, For stale to catch these thieves. Pros. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistering apparel, &c. Even to roaring. [Exit. PROSPERO and ARIEL remain, invisible. Enter CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet. Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which you say is a harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us. Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation. 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 softly; Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool, 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. Cal. Prithee, my king, be quiet. See'st thou here, 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 To dote thus on such luggage? Let's along, you mean From toe to crown he'll fill our skins 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, an '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. Cal. I will have none on't: we shall lose our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or apes With foreheads villanous low. Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out o my kingdom: go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Ay, and this. A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of dogs and hounds, and hunt them about, PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on. Pros. Hey, Mountain, hey! Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver! Pros. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark! Go charge my goblins that they grind their joints Ari. Hark, they roar! Pros. 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. ACT V. SCENE I. Before the cell of Prospero. Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes, and ARIEL. Pros. 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? Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease. Pros. I did say so, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and 's followers? Confin'd together Ari. 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-drops |