If thou be pleas'd, retire into my cell, And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk, To ftill my beating mind. FER. MIRA. We wish your peace. [Ex. Fer. and Mira. い PRO. Come with a thought;-I thank you :- Ariel, come. Profpero comes foward from the cell; enter Ariel to him. ARI. Thy thoughts I cleave to; what's thy pleasure ? We must prepare to meet with Caliban. ARI. Ay, my commander; when I presented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd, Left I might anger thee. PRO. 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 fmote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground As they smelt mufick; so I charm'd their ears, PRO. This was well done, my bird; VOL. I. F The trumpery in my houfe, go bring it hither, ARI. I go, I go, PRO. A devil, a born devil, on whofe nature [Exit. [Profpero remains invifible, 3.2 91.SCENE V. Enter Ariel loaden with gliftering apparel, &c. 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. Monfter, your Fairy, which you fay is a harmless Fairy, has done tittle better than plaid the Jack with us. TRIN. Monster, I do fmell all horfe-pifs, at which my nose is in great indignation. STE. So is mine: do you hear moniter? if I thould take a displeasure against you; look you TRIN. Thou wer't but a loft moniter. CAL. Good, my lord, give me thy favour still: Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to, Shall hood-wink this mifchance: therefore, fpeak foftly; All's husht as midnight yet. TRIN. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool, STE. There is not only difgrace and dilhonour in that, monster, but an infinite lofs, 1 TRIN. That's more to me than my wetting: yet for STE. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears my labour. CAL. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: feest thou here, This is the mouth o' th' cell; no noife, and enter; For ay 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. Oh, ho, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery 3 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 dropfy drown this fool! what do you mean, To doat thus on fuch luggage? let's along, And do the murder first; if he awake, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches; 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 lofe 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 jeft, here's a garment for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this coun try: steal by line and level, is an excellent pafs of pate there's aoother garment for't TRIN. Monster, come, put fome 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 hogfhead of wine is, or I'll turnn you out of my kingdom; go to, carry this. TRIN. And this. A noife of hunters heard. Enter divers fpirits in fhape of hounds, hunting them about; Profpero and Ariel setting them on. Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, driven out roaring. PRO. Hey, Mountain, hey. ARI. Silver; there it goes, Silver. PRO. Fury, Fury; there, Tyrant, there; hark, hark.[To Ariel.] Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulfions; fhorten up their finews" With aged cramps; and more pinch-fpotted make them, Than pard, or cat o'mountain. ARI. Hark, they roar. PRO Let them be hunted foundly. At this hour Lye at my mercy all mine enemies : Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I Before the cell. Enter Profpero in his magick robes, and Ariel. PROSPERO. Now does my project gather to an head; My charms crack not; my spirits obey, and time Goes upright with his carriage? how's the day? ARI. On the fixth hour, at which time, my lord, You faid, our work fhould cease. PRO. I did fay fo, When first I rais'd the tempeft; fay, my spirit, ARI. Confin'd your cell. In the fame fashion as you gave in charge; From eaves of reeds; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender PRO. Doft thou think fo, fpirit? ARI. Mine would, Sir, were I human. |