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Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : I

They are inclined to do so.

Please you, sir,
Do not omit the heavy offer of it:
It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,
It is a comforter.

We two, my lord,
Will guard your person, wbile you take your rest,
And watch your safety.

Thank you: wondrous heavy.

(Alonso sleeps. Erit Ariel.
Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them !
Ant. It is the quality o' the climate.

Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not
Myself dispos'd to sleep.

Nor l; my spirits are nimble.
They fell together all, as by consent;
They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might,
Worthy Sebastian ?-0, what might?--No more :
And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face,
What thou should'st be: the occasion speaks thee;

My strong imagination sees a crown
Dropping upon thy head.

What, art thou waking?
Ant. Do you not hear me speak ?

I do; and, surely,
It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st
Out of thy sleep: what is it thou didst say?
This is a strange repose, to be asleep
With eyes wide open ; standing, speaking, nioving,
And yet so fast asleep.

Noble Sebastian, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather; wink'st Whiles thou art waking. Seb.

Thou dost snore distinctly; There's meaning in thy snores,


Ant. I am more serious thau my custom : you Must be so ton, if heed me; which to do, Trebles thee o'er. Seb.

Well; I am standing water. Ant. I'll teach you how to flow. Seb.

Do so: to ebb, Hereditary sloth instructs me.

If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish,
Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it,
You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed,
Most often do so near the bottom run,
By their own fear, or sloth.

Pr'ythee, say on:
The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim
A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed,
Which throes thee much to yield.

Thus, sir: " Although this lord of weak remembrance, this (Who shall be of as little memory, When he is earth'd), hath here almost persuaded (For he's a spirit of persuasion only), The king, his son's alive ; 'tis as impossible That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims.

Seb. I have no hope That he's undrown'd. Ant.

0, out of that no hope, What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is Another way so high an hope, that even Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with

me, That Ferdinand is drown'd ? Seb.

He's gone. Ant.

Then, tell me, Who's the next heir of Naples ? Seb.

Claribel. Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Na.


Can bave no note, unless the sun were post, (The man i' the moon's too slow), till new-born chins

Be rough and razorable : sbe, from whom * We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again;

And, by that, destin'd to perform an act,
Whereof wbat's past is prologue; what to come,
In yours and my discharge.

Seb. What stuff is this :—How say you ?
'Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis ;
So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions
There is some space.

A space whose every cubit Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel Measure us back to Naples ?-Keep in Tunis, And let Sebastian wake!-Say, this were death That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no

Than now they are : there be, that can rule Naples,
As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate
As amply, and unnecessarily,
As this Gonzalo ; I myself could make
A chough* of as deep chat. O, that you bore
The inind that I do! what a sleep were this
For your advancement! Do you understand me?

Seb. Methinks I do.

And how does your content
Tender your own good fortune ?

I remember,
You did supplant your brother Prospero.

True :
And look, how well my garments eit upon me;
Much feater than before : my brother's servants
Were then my fellows, now they are my men.

Seb. But, for your conscience

Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, 'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not This deity in my bosom : twenty consciences, That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they,

• A bird of the jack-daw kind.

And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother,
No better than the earth he lies upon,
If he were that which now he's like ; whom I,
With this obedient steel, three inches of it,
Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus,
To the perpetual wink for aye* might put
This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest,
They'll take suggestiont, as a cat laps milk;
They'll tell the clock to any business that
We say befits the hour.

Thy case, dear friend,
Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan,
I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke
Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st;
And I the king shall love thee.

Draw together:
And when I rear my hand, do you the like,
To fall it on Gonzalo.

O, but one word.

[They converse apart.

Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible. Ari. My master through his art foresees the

danger That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, (For else bis project dies), to keep them living.

[Sings in Gonzalo's ear.

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Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king!

[They wake. Aion. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you

drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking ? Gon.

What's the matter? Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of hellowing Like bulls, or rather lions ; did it not wake you? It struck mine ear most terribly. Alon.

I heard nothing. Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear; To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. Alon.

Heard ou this, Gonzalo? Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hum

ming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me : I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd, I saw their weapons drawn there was a noise, That's verity: 'best stand upon our guard; Or that we quit this place : let's draw our weapons. Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur.

ther search For my poor son.

Gon. Heavens keep bim from these beasts! For he is, sure, i' the island. Alon.

Lead away. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have done :

(Aside. So, king, go safely op to seek thy son. (Exeunt.

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