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Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod ;
Must rectify our knowledge.
Sir, my liege,
(Which to you shall seem probable) of every
These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful,
And think of each thing well.-[Aside to ARI.] Come hither, spirit:
Set Caliban and his companions free;
Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares my gracious Sir?
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.
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Very like; one of them
Then say, if they be true.-This mis-shapen knave,-
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should they
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: I 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 a strange thing as e'er I look'd on.
[Pointing to CALIBAN.
Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners,
Go to; away!
Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it.
To my poor cell, where you shall take your rest
And the particular accidents gone by,
Since I came to this isle: and in the morn
To hear the story of your life, which must
I'll deliver all;
Your royal fleet far off.-[Aside to ARI.] My Ariel ;—chick,—
That is thy charge: then to the elements
Be free, and fare thou well!--Please you, draw near.
Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own,—
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Spoken by PROSPERO.