Beyond a common joy; and set it down When no man was his own. Alon. Give me your hands: [To Fer. and Mir. Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart, Gon. Be'tsa! Amen! Re-enter Ariel, with the Master and Boatswain amazedly following. O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us! This fellow could not drown:-Now, blasphemy, Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found Our king and company: the next our ship,→→ Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split, Is tight and yaret, and bravely rgig'd, as when We first put out to sea. From strange to stranger.-Say, how came you hither? I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, In his senses. + Ready. Clever, adroit. And more diversity of sounds, all horrible, Ari. Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free. [Aside. Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod : And there is in this business more than nature Was ever conduct of: some oracle Must rectify our knowledge. Pro. Sir, my liege, Do not infest your mind with beating on The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure,' Set Caliban and his companious free: [Aside. Untie the spell. [Exit Ariel.] How fares my gracious sir? There are yet missing of your company 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 spics which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight. Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! * Conductor. How fine my master is! I am afraid What things are these, my lord Antonio ? Ant. Very like; one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say, if they be true:-This mis-shapen knave, His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, And deal in her command, without her power: These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil (For he's a bastard one), had plotted with thein To take my life: two of these fellows you Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine. Cal. I shall be pinch'd to death. Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Seb He is drunk now: Where had he wine? Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where should they Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ?— 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 as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on. [Pointing to Caliban. Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, • Honest. Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool! Pro. Go to; away ! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or stole it, rather. : [Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell where you shall take your rest For this one night; which (part of it) I'll waste With such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Go quick away: the story of my life, And the particular accidents, gone by, Alon. Pro. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, Be free, and fare thou well!-[aside]. Please you draw near. [Exeunt. EPILOGUE. Spoken by Prospero. NOW my charms are all o'erthrown, As you from crimes would pardon'd be, * Applause: noise was supposed to dissolve a spell. It is observed of The Tempest, that its plan is regular; this the author of The Revisal thinks, what I think too, an accidental effect of the story, not intended or regarded by our author. But, whatever might be Shakspeare's intention in forming or adopt. ing the plot, he has made it instrumental to the proVOL. I. E |