Enter Ceres. Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing, Cer. Earth's increase, and foizon3 plenty; Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and Pro. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact My present fancies. Fer. Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife, Make this place Paradise. There's something else to do: hush, and be mute, Or else our spell is marr'd. Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring brooks, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever harmless looks, Enter certain Nymphs. You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Enter certain Reapers, properly habited; they join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end whereof Prospero starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish. Prò. [Aside.] I had forgot that foul conspiracy Of the beast Caliban, and his confederates, Against my life; the minute of their plot Is almost come.-[To the Spirits.] Well done ;avoid;-no more. Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some passion That works him strongly. Enter Ariel. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; What's thy pleasure? Pro. We must prepare to meet with Caliban. Spirit, Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd [Juno and Ceres whisper, and send Iris on Lest I might anger thee. employment. Pro. Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these varlets? Sweet now, silence; Ari. I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking? Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; (1) Woody. (2) Pluto. (3) Abundance. (4) Able to produce such wonders. (5) Vanished, (6) A body of clouds in motion; but it is most probable that the author wrote track, So full of valour, that they smote the air ears, Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses, Which entered their frail shins: at last I left them Pro. This was well done, my bird: Thy shape invisible retain thou still: The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, For stale, to catch these thieves. Ari. I go, I go. [Exit. Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature Nurture2 can never stick; on whom my pains, Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost; And as, with age, his body uglier grows, So his mind cankers: I will plague them all, Re-enter Ariel loaden with glistering apparel, &c. Even to roaring: Come, hang them on this line. Prospero and Ariel remain invisible. 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. To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along, 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 lose your hair, and prove a bald jerkin. Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an't like your grace. Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a garment for't: wit shall not go unrewarded, while I am king of this country: Steal by line and level, is an excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for't. Trin. Monster, come, put some limes 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 to apcs With foreheads villanous low. Ste. Monster, lay to your fingers; help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom; go to, carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Aye, and this. A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of hounds, and hunt them about; Prospero and Ariel setting them on. Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! Ari. Silver! there it' goes, Silver! Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark! [Cal. Ste. and Trin. are driven out. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints harmless fairy, has done little better than played the With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews Jack' with us. With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make them, Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss, at which my nose in great indignation. Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look you,—| Trin. Thou wert but a lost monster. Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to Shall hood-wink this mischance: therefore, speak softly, All's hush'd as midnight yet. Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in that, monster, but an infinite loss. Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet this is your harmless fairy, monster. Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er ears for my labour. Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here, This is the mouth o' the cell no noise, and enter: Do that good mischief, which may make this island| Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, For aye thy foot-licker. Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody thoughts. Than pard," or cat o' mountain. ACT V. [Exeunt. SCENE I.-Before the cell of Prospero. Enter Prospero in his magic robes, and Ariel. Pro. Now does my project gather to a head: My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and time Goes upright with his carriage.-How's the day? Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease. Pro. I did say so, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and his? Confin'd together In the same fashion as you gave in charge; Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners In the lime grove which weather-fends your cell. They cannot budge, till you release. The king, His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted; And the remainder mourning over them, Brim-full of sorrow, and dismay; but chiefly Him you term'd, sir, The good old ord Gonzalo; Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy, Ari. to Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo; by this hand, I'll have that gown. Trin. Thy grace shall have it. Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops mean, Bait. (2) Education. (3) Jack with a lantern. Ever. (5) A shop for sale of old clothes. (6) Bird-lime. (7) Leopard. (8) Defends from bad weather. From eaves of reeds:1 your charm so strongly works Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. . Dost thou think so, spirit? Yet with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit. Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; And ye, that on the sands with printless foot time Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice By my so potent art: But this rough magic Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;- blood, You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, [Exit Ariel, Ariel re-enters, singing, and helps to attire Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bal's back I do fly, After summer, merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel; I shall miss thee; But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so Ari. I drink the air before me, and return [Exit Ariel. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amaze ment Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us Out of this fearful country! Pro. Behold, sir king, The wrong'd duke of Milan, Prospero; Alon. : Whe'r thou beest he, or no, Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, Re-enter Ariel: after him, Alonso, with a frantic As late I have been, I not know thy pulse gesture, attended by Gonzalo; Sebastian and Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, Antonio in like manner, attended by Adrian and The affliction of my mind amends, with which, Francisco: They all enter the circle which Pros- I fear, a madness held me: this must crave pero had made, and there stand charmed; which (An if this be at all) a most strange story. Prospero observing, speaks. A solemn air, and the best comforter To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat Be living, and be here? Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There stand, Pro. Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces (1) Thatch. (2) Pity, or tenderness of heart. Let me embrace thine age; Be measur'd, or confin'd. Gon. First, noble friend, whose honour cannot Whether this be, You do yet taste Some subtletics o' the isle, that will not let you Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends all:: But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, [Aside to Seb. and Ant I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, (3) Whether. i 24 And justify you traitors; at this time I'll tell no tales. Seb. Pro. O! wonder! The devil speaks in him. Pro. I rather think I am wo1 for't, sir. Alon. You the like loss? Alon. A daughter? O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, daughter? Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords most Upon this shore, where you were wreck'd, was To be the lord on't. No more yet of this; The entrance of the cell opens, and discovers Ferdi- Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false. I would not for the world. No, my dearest love, Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should And I would call it fair play. Alon. If this prove A vision of the island, one dear son Seb. A most high miracle! Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful; Ferd. kneels to Alon. Alon. (1) Sorry, (2) Bearable. Sir, she's mortal; Alon. I am her's: Pro. There, sir, stop: With a heaviness that's gone. Gon. I have inly wept, Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods, And on this couple drop a blessed crown; I say, Amen, Gonzalo! amazedly following. O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us! Boats. The best news is, that we have safely found Ari. Sir, my liege, : Set Caliban and his companions free: There are yet missing of your company Re-enter Ariel, driving in Caliban, Stephano, and 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 spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight. Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! Seb. Ha, ha; What things are these, my lord Antonio? Very like; one of them Then say, if they be true: 2-This mis-shapen knave, (1) Conductor. To take my life: two of these fellows you 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? Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, Pro. Go to; away! [Exeunt Cal. Ste. and Trin. Alon. To hear the story of your life, which must Pro. I'll deliver all; |