Such shapes, such gestures, and such sound expressing (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind

Of excellent dumb discourse.

Pro. Praise in departing.

Fran. They vanish'd strangely.

Seb. No matter, since

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They have left their viands behind; for we have stomachs

Will't please you taste of what is here?

Alon. Not I.

Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear: When we were boys,

Who would believe that there were mountaineers,
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging

at'em

Wallets of flesh; or that there were such men,
Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now, we

find,

Each putter out on five for one, will bring us

Good warrant of.

Alon, I will stand to, and feed,

Although my last; no matter, since I feel

The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand to, and do as we.

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Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL, like a harpy: claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world,

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And

And what is in't), the never surfeited sea
Hath caused to belch up; and on this island

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Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And even with such like valour men hang and drown
Their proper selves.
ALON. SEBAS. and the

Ye fools! I and my fellows [rest draw their swords.
Are ministers of fate; the elements,

Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemock't-at stabs
Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish

you

three

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One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow ministers
Are like invulnerable; if could hurt,
Your swords are now too massy for
your strengths,
And will not be uplifted: But remember,
(For that's my business to you) that you
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it,
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers, delaying not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Ling'ring perdition (worse than any death
Can be at once) shall step by step attend

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You and your ways; whose wraths to guard you

from

(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls Upon your heads) is nothing but heart's sorrow, And a clear life ensuing.

He

He vanishes in thunder: then to soft music, enter the shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes, and carry out the table.

Pro. [Aside.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou

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Perform'd my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring;
Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated
In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life,
And observation strange, my meaner ministers
Their several kinds have done: my high charms work,
And these mine enemies, are all knit up

In their distractions: they now are in my power;
And in these fits I leave them, whilst I visit
Young Ferdinand (whom they suppose is drown'd),
And his and my lov'd darling.

[Exit PROSPERO from above. Gon. I' the name of something holy, sir, why stand

you

In this strange stare?

Alon. O, it is monstrous! monstrous!
Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it;
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd
The name of Prospero; it did bass my trespass,
Therefore my son ì' the ooze is bedded; and
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
And with him there lie mudded.

Seb. But one fiend at a time,
I'll fight their legions o'er.

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[Exit.

Ant,

Ant. I'll be thy second.

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Gon. All three of them are desperate; their great

guilt,

Like poison given to work a great time after,

Now 'gins to bite the spirits:-I do beseech you
That are of suppler joints, follow them swiftly,
And hinder them from what this ecstacy

May now provoke them to.

Adri. Follow, I pray you.

ACT IV. SCENE I.

[Exeunt.

PROSPERO'S cell. Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA.

Prospero.

IF I have too austerely punish'd you,
Your compensation makes amends; for I
Have given you here a third of mine own life,
Or that for which I live; whom once again
I tender to thy hand; all thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy love, and thou
Hast strangely stood the test; here, afore Heaven,
I ratify this my rich gift: O Ferdinand,
Do not smile at me, that I boast her off,
For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,
And make it halt behind her.

Fer. I do believe it,

Against an oracle.

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Pro.

Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter: But If thou dost break her virgin knot, before All sanctimonious ceremonies may With full and holy rite be minister'd, No sweet aspersions shall the Heavens let fall To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord shall bestrew The union of your bed, with weeds so loathly, That you shall hate it both: therefore take heed, As Hymen's lamps shall light you.

Fer. As I hope

For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,

With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den,

The most opportune place, the strongest suggestion
Our worser Genius can, shall never melt

Mine honour into lust; to take away

The edge of that day's celebration,

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When I shall think, or Phœbus' steeds are founder'd,

Or night keep chain'd below.

Pro. Fairly spoken:

Sit then, and talk with her, she is thine own.-
What, Ariel; my industrious servant Ariel!-

Enter ARIEL.

Ari. What would my potent master? here I am. Pro. Thou and thy meaner fellows, your last ser

vice

Did worthily perform; and I must use you
In such another trick; go, bring the rabble,

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O'er