(Which to you shall seem probable) of every These happen'd accidents: till when, be cheerful, And think of each thing well. Come hither, spirit ; Set Caliban and his companions free : [To ARIEL. Untie the spell. How fares my gracious sir? [Aside. 289 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 spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight. Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed! How fine my master is! I am afraid He will chastise me. "Sch. Ha, ha; "What things are these, my lord Anthonio! "Will money buy them? "Ant. Very like; one of them “Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.” 300 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 That could controul the moon, make flows and ebbs, "And deal in her command without her power:' . Cal. I shall be pinch'd to death. Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? 310 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? 321 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 a strange thing as e'er I look'd on. [Pointing to CALIBAN. Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners, As in his shape:-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, 330 And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass Pro. Go to; away! Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or stole it, rather. Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, To my poor cell: where you shall take your rest 340 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, Since I came to this isle: And in the morn, I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Alon. I long To hear the story of your life, which must Pro. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, 350 Aside. Be free, and fare thou well !-Please you, draw near. [Exeunt omnes. EPILOGUE. EPILOGUE. Spoken by PROSPERO. Now my charms are all o' erthrown, 'tis true, And what strength I have's mine own, THE END. |