PRO, And mine fhall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as fharply, Paffion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art? Do I take part; the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance; they being penitent, Not a frown further; go, release them, Ariel; ARI. I'll fetch them, Sir. SCENE Ir. PRO. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye, that on the fands with printless foot Do chace the ebbing Neptune; and do fly him, When he comes back; you démy-puppets, that By moon-shine do the green four ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the folemn curfew; by whofe aid (Weak masters tho' ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noon-tide fun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread ratling thunder Have I giv'n fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the ftrong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluckt up The pine and cedar: graves at my command SCENE III, [Solemn mufick Here enters Ariel before; then Alonfa with a frantick gelture, attended by Gonzalo. Sebastian and Anthonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and Francisco. They all enter the circle which Profpero had made, and there ftand charm'd; which Profpero obferving, speaks. A folemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Now useless, boil'd within thy fkull! there ftand, Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, ev'n fociable to th' fhew of thine, Fall fellowly drops.-The charm diffolves apace; To him thou follow'ft; I will pay thy graces Home both in word and deed.-Most cruelly Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter : Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and blood Will shortly fill the reasonable shore, That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them, I will dif-cafe me, and myself present, [Exit Ariel, and returns immediately. As I was fometime, Milan.-Quickly, spirit; Thou shalt e'er long be free. Ariel fings, and helps to attire him. Where the bee fucks, there fuck I; In a cowflip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After fummer, merrily. Merrily, merrily, fhall I live now, Under the bloffom, that hangs on the bough. PRO. Why that's my dainty Ariel; I fhall mifs thee; But yet thou shalt have freedom. So, fo, fo. To the king's fhip, invifible as thou art; There shalt thou find the mariners afleep Under the hatches; the mafter and the boatswain, And presently, I pr'ythee. ARI. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit. GON. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Inhabits here; fome heav'nly pow'r guide us Out of this fearful country! PRO. Behold, Sir king, The wronged duke of Milan, Profpero: ALON: Be'st thou he or no, Or fome inchanted trifle to abuse me, As late I have been, I not know; thy pulfe (And if this be at all) a most strange story. Thy dukedom I refign, and do intreat, Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how fhould Profpero Be living and be here? PRO. First, noble friend, Let me embrace thine age, whofe honour cannot Be meafür'd or confin'd. GON. Whether this be, Or be not, I'll not fwear. PRO. You do yet tafte Some fubtiities o'th' ifle, that will not let you Believe things certain: welcome, my friends, all. But you, my brace of lards, were I fo minded, [Afide to Seb. and Ant. I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, I'll tell no tales. SEB. The devil speaks in him. PRO. No: For you, most wicked Sir, whom to call brother ALON. If thou be'ft Profpero, Give us particulars of thy prefervation, How thou haft met us here; who three hours fince My dear fon Ferdinand. PRO. I'm woe for't, Sir. ALON. Irreparable is the lofs, and patience Says, it is past her cure. PRO. I rather think, You have not fought her help; of whose soft, graec, And reft myself content. ALON. You the like lofs? PRO. As great to me, as late; and, fupportable To make the dear lofs, have I means much weaker Than you may call to comfort you; for I Have loft my daughter. ALON. A daughter è heav'ns! that they were living both in Naples, [afide. |