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That if

you now beheld them, your affections

Would become tender.

PROS.

Dost thou think so, spirit?

ARI. Mine would, sir, were I human. PROS. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,

Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury [quick, Do I take part: the rarer action is

In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent,
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend

Not a frown further. Go release them, Ariel:
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.

ARI.

I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit. PROS. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and

groves,

And
ye that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him
When he comes back; you demi-puppets that
By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime
Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid,
Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd
The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,
And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault

Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory
Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up
The pine and cedar: graves at my command
Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth
By my so potent art. But this rough magic
I here abjure, and, when I have required
Some heavenly music, which even now I do,
To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound
I'll drown my book.
[Solemn music.
Re-enter ARIEL before: then ALONSO, with a frantic
gesture, attended by GONZALO ; SEBASTIAN and
ANTONIO in like manner, attended by ADRIAN
and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which
PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed;
which PROSPERO observing, speaks:

A solemn air and the best comforter

To an unsettled fancy cure thy brains,

Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, For you are spell-stopp'd.

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,

Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace, And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle

Their clearer reason.

My true

O good Gonzalo,

preserver, and a loyal sir

To him thou follow'st! I will pay thy graces
Home both in word and deed.

Most cruelly
Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter:
Thy brother was a furtherer in the act.
Thou art pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.

blood,

Flesh and

You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,
Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian,
Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,
Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive thee,
Unnatural though thou art. Their understanding
Begins to swell, and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shore

That now lies foul and muddy. Not one of them
That yet looks on me, or would know me: Ariel,
Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell:
I will discase me, and myself present
As I was sometime Milan : quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

ARIEL sings and helps to attire him.

Where the bee sucks, there suck I:

In a cowslip's bell I lie;

There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly

After summer merrily.

Merrily, merrily shall I live now

Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

PROS. Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee;

But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so.
To the king's ship, invisible as thou art :
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep

Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain
Being awake, enforce them to this place,

And presently, I prithee.

ARI. I drink the air before me, ana return Or ere your pulse twice beat.

[Exit.

GON. Alltorment, trouble, wonder and amazement Inhabits here: some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country!

PROS.

Behold, sir king,

The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero:
For more assurance that a living prince

Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body;
And to thee and thy company I bid

A hearty welcome.

ALON.

Whether thou be'st he or no,

Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,

As late I have been, I not know thy pulse

Beats as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee,
The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave,
An if this be at all, a most strange story.

Thy dukedom I resign and do entreat

Thou pardon me my wrongs. But how should Prospero

Be living and be here?

PROS.

First, noble friend,

Let me embrace thine age, whose honour cannot

Be measured or confined.

GON.

Or be not, I'll not swear.

Whether this be

You do yet taste

PROS. Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain. Welcome, my friends all! [Aside to SEB. and ANT.] But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,

I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you And justify you traitors: at this time

I will tell no tales.

SEB.
PROS.

[Aside] The devil speaks in him.

No.

For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require
My dukedom of thee, which perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.

ALON.

If thou be'st Prospero, Give us particulars of thy preservation;

How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have lost— How sharp the point of this remembrance is !— My dear son Ferdinand.

PROS.

I am woe for 't, sir. ALON. Irreparable is the loss, and patience Says it is past her cure.

PROS.

I rather think

You have not sought her help, of whose soft grace For the like loss I have her sovereign aid

And rest myself content.

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