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SCENE I.-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Ferdinand, bearing a log.

Fer. There be some sports are painful; but

their labour

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: 0, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed;
And he's compos'd 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

Had ne'er like executor. I forget:

But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my
Most busy-less, when I do it.

Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance.
Work not so hard: I would, the lightning had
Alas, now! pray you,
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.

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


If you'll sit down,

I'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that;
I'll carry it to the pile.
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.

Poor worm! thou art infected;
This visitation shows it.
You look wearily.
Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with


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. Indeed, the top of admiration; worth Admir'd Miranda! 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 ow'd, And put it to the foil: but you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created' Of every creature's best.


I do not know One of my sex; no woman's face remember, Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen (1) Command. (2) Own'd. (3) Whatsoever,


More that I may call men, than you, good friend, (The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish And my dear father: how features are abroad, am skill-less of; but by my modesty Nor can imagination form a shape, Any companion in the world but you; Something too wildly, and my father's precepts Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle Therein forget. Fer.

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

And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best is boded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of what else' i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.


To weep at what I am glad of.

Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
Fair encounter
On that which breeds between them!
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 prompt me, plain and holy innocence! And all the more it secks to hide itself, The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning! 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.


My mistress, dearest,

My husband then?

I am a fool,

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SCENE II.-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: 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 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 his 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.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [strikes him.] As

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no stand-you like this, give me the lie another time. ard.

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

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 mouster, and the devil take your fingers!

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

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe;

I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou 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 I' drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a


Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd
To hearken once again the suit I made thee?
Ste. Marry will : 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.


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

Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his weazand 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,

Trin. Lord, quoth he!-that a monster should be such a natural! Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. As rootedly as I: Burn but his books; Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; He has brave utensils (for so he calls them,) if you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal. monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indig-And that most deeply to consider, is

The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a nonpareil: I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As greatest does least.


Thou liest.
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 his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.

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

Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied?
Ari. Thou liest.

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 show
Where the quick freshes3 are.

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.

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee, stand further off.

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time,
I'll beat him too.

(1) Debauched.

Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress.


Stand further.-Come proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him,


Is it so brave a lass?
Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant,
And bring thee forth brave brood.'

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 lívest, keep a good tongue in thy head.

Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep : Wilt thou destroy him then?

Ay, on mine honour.
Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of plea


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.

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



Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum 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,
The clouds, methought, would open, and show

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


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.


SCENE III-Another part of the Island.
ter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian,
Francisco, and others.

Gon. By'r lakin,' I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your pa-
1 needs must rest me.
Old lord, I cannot blame thee,
Who am myself attach'd with weariness,
To the 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. I am right glad that he's so out of hope.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
[Aside to Sebastian.
That you resolv'd to effect.


The next advantage

Will we take thoroughly.

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.

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

Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note,
(For, certes, these are people of the island,)
Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of
Many, nay, almost any.
Our human generation you shall find

Thou hast said well; for some of you there present,
Honest lord,
Are worse than devils.
I cannot too much muse,
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, ex-

(Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.

Seb. A living drollery:2 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.

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


I should report this now, would they believe me?
If in Naples
If I should say I saw such islanders

(1) Our lady. (2) Show. (3) Certainly.

Praise in departing.


Fran. They vanish'd strangely.

Will't please you taste of what is here?
Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we
Not I.
En-Who would believe that there were mountaineers,
were boys,
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

Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us
Good warrant of.
Although my last: no matter, since I feel
I will stand to, and feed,
The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, and do as we.


They have left their viands behind; for we have No matter, since stomachs.

I say, to-night: no more.

Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows
Are ministers of fate; the elements

Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring-Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen- Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish

lle actions of salutation; and inviting the king, &c. to eat, they depart.

One dowle' that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted: But, remember Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt, Your swords are now too massy for your strengths,


(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
Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures
They have bereft: and do pronounce by me,
You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once) shall step by step attend

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 belch 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 drown


Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow. (Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls

(4) Wonder.

(5) Down.

And a clear1 life ensuing.

|Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly,

He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter That you shall hate it both: therefore, take need,
the Shapes again, and dance with mops and As Hymen's lamps shall light you.
mowes, and carry out the table.
As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den,
Our worser Genius can, shall never melt
The most opportune place, the strongest suggestion
Mine honour into lust; to take away
The edge of that day's celebration,
Or night kept chain'd below.
When I shall think, or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd


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


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
In their distractions: they now are in iny power;
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd,)
And his and my lov'd darling.

[Exit Prospero from above.
Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why
stand you
In this strange stare?
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 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.
But one fiend at a time,|


I'll fight their legions o'er.

Gon. All three of them great guilt,

I'll be thy second.
[Exeunt Seb. and Ant.
are desperate; their

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 ecstacy2
May now provoke them to.


Follow, I pray you.

Did worthily perform; and I must use you
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
Some vanity of mine art; it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.

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; 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.


I do believe it,

Against an oracle.

Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition
Worthily purchas'd, 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,

(1) Pure, blameless. (2) Alienation of mind.



Pro. Ay, with a twink.

Ari. Before you can say, Come, and go,
And breathe twice; and cry, so, so!
Each one, tripping on his toe,
Will be here with mop and mowe:
Do you love me, master? no.

Well I conceive.
Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance
Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good night, your vow!

I warrant you, sir;
The white-cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.



Well.Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,*

SCENE 1.—Before Prospero's cell. Enter Pros- Rather than want a spirit; appear, and pertly.— pero, Ferdinand, and Miranda. No tongue; all eyes; be silent. [Soft music.


A Masque. Enter Iris.

Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel: Do not approach, Till thou dost hear me call.


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Enter Ceres.

Cer. Hi, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er
Dost dis7 the wife of Jupiter;
Who, with thy saffron wings, upon my flowers
Diflusest honey-drops, refreshing showers:
And win each end of thy blue bow dost crown
My bosky' acres, and my unshrubb'd down,
Rich scarf to my proud carth; Why hath thy queen
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.


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 Dis2 my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have forsworn.


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

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' hot minion is return'd again;

Her waspish-headed son has broke his arrows,
Swears he will shoot no more, but play with spar-
And be a boy right out.
Highest queen of state,
Great Juno comes; I know her by her gait.

Enter Juno.

Juno. How does my bounteous sister? Go with


To bless this twain, that they may prosperous be,
And honour'd in their issue."


Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.

Cer. Earth's increase, and foizon3 plenty;
Barns, and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches growing;
Plants, with goodly burden 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?
Spirits, which by mine art
I have from their confines call'd to enact
My present fancies.
Let me live here ever;
So rare a wonder'd' father, and a wife,
Make this place Paradise.

[Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on employment.

Sweet now, silence;
Juno and Ceres whisper seriously;

There's something else to do: hush, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring

With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks,
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 fove; be not too late.

Enter certain Nymphs.

(1) Woody. (2) Pluto. (3) Abundance.
(4) Able to produce such wonders. (5) Vanished.

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,
Against my life; the minute of their plot
Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done ;-
avoid;-no more.

Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some
That works him strongly.
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;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,"
Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled.
Be not disturb'd with my infirmity:
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.
Pro. Come with a thought:-I thank you :-
Ariel, come.

Enter Ariel.

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; What's thy

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.
Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented

I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd
Lest I might anger thee.

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these

Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking?

(6) A body of clouds in motion; but it is most probable that the author wrote track,

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