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level," is an excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for 't.

Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your fingers, and away with the rest.

Cal. I will have none on 't: we shall lose our time,

And all be turned to barnacles, or to apes
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. Ay, and this.

A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in shape of hounds, and hunt them about. PROSPERO and ARIEL setting them on.

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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 termed, sir, "The good old lord, Gon-
zalo;”

His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them,

That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender.

Pro.

Dost thou think so, spirit?
Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human.
Pro.
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
quick,

Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury
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.
Pro. 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,

ACT V.

Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pas- You brother mine, that entertained ambition,

time

Expelled remorse and nature; who with Sebastian,
(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong),
Would here have killed your king; I do forgive
thee,

Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid
(Weak masters though ye be) I have bedimmed
The noontide sun, called 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 plucked up
The pine and cedar: graves, at my command,
Have waked their sleepers; oped, and let them Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell;

Unnatural though thou art! Their understand-
ing

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: after him, ALONSO, with a fran-
tic 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,

Begins to swell; and the approaching tide [Aside.
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,
That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them
That yet looks on me, or would know me:—
Ariel,

[Exit ARIEL.
I will discase me, and myself present,
As I was sometime Milan : quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to attire
PROSPERO.

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.

Pro. 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

Now useless, boiled within thy skull! There stand, Under the hatches; the master and the boatswain,

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O heavens! that they were living both in Naples,

The king and queen there! That they were, I wish

Myself were mudded in that oozy bed

Where my son lies. When did you lose your daughter?

Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive, these lords

At this encounter do so much admire,

That they devour their reason; and scarce think
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath; but, howso'er you have
Been justled from your senses, know for certain
That I am Prospero, and that very duke

Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most strangely

I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, Upon this shore, where you were wrecked, was And justify you traitors; at this time.

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landed,

To be the lord on 't. No more yet of this;

[Aside. For 't is a chronicle of day by day,

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Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merci- In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,
When no man was his own.

ful;

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Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast This fellow could not drown: Now, blasphemy,

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Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you And (how, we know not) all clapped under

gods,

And on this couple drop a blesséd crown;

For it is you that have chalked forth the way

Which brought us hither!

Alon. I say Amen, Gonzalo !

hatches,

Where, but even now, with strange and several

noises

Of roaring, shricking, howling, gingling chains,
And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,

Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his We were awaked; straitway, at liberty:

issue

Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common joy; and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his duke-
dom

Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master
Capering to eye her: On a trice, so please you,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them,
And were brought moping hither.
Ari.
Was 't well done?
Pro. Bravely, my diligence.
free.

[Aside. Thou shalt be [Aside.

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Set Caliban and his companions free:
Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares my
gracious sir?

There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads that you remember not.

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.

Seb.

Ha, ha;

What things are these, my lord Antonio! Will money buy them?

Ant. Very like; one of them

Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

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? How cam'st 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.

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 c'er I looked on. [Pointing to CALIBAN. Pro. He is as disproportioned 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, 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 CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO.
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 discourses as, I not doubt, shall make it
Go quick away: the story of my life,
And the particular accidents, gone by,

Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my Since I came to this isle: And in the morn

lords,

I'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,

Then say if they be true:-This mis-shapen Where I have hope to see the nuptials

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