Where, but even now, with strange and several noises Of roaring, shrieking, howling, jingling chains, Ari. [Aside to PROS.] 235 Was't well done? Pros. [Aside to ARI.] Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt be free. 241 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. Pros. Sir, my liege, 245 Do not infest your mind with beating on The strangeness of this business; at pick'd leisure Which shall be shortly, single° I'll resolve you, Which to you shall seem probable, of every These happen'd accidents; till when, be cheerful, And think of each thing well. [Aside to ARI.] Come hither, spirit: Set Caliban and his companions free; Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares gracious sir? There are yet missing of your company 251 my Some few odd lads that you remember not. 255 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 What things are these, my lord Antonio? Ant. 260 Very like; one of them 265 Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Pros. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, Then say if they be true. This misshapen 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. 271 These three have robb'd me; and this demi-devil For he's a bastard one - had plotted with them To take my life. Two of these fellows you 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 'em? — 280 How camest thou in this pickle? 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. 285 Pros. You'ld be king o' 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. Pros. He is as disproportion'd in his manners 291 As in his shape. Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look Cal. Ay, that I will; and I'll be wise hereafter, 295 Was I, to take this drunkard for a god, And worship this dull fool! [Exeunt CAL., STE., and TRIN. Pros. 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 Since I came to this isle: and in the morn 305 I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Alon. I long To hear the story of your life, which must Pros. I'll deliver all; And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales, 310 315 Your royal fleet far off. [Aside to ARI.] My Ariel, chick, That is thy charge: then to the elements Be free, and fare thou well! Please you, draw near. [Exeunt. EPILOGUE. Spoken by PROSPERO. Now my charms are all o'erthrown, |