The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a wreck behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.- -Sir, I am vex'd ;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled :
Be not disturb'd with my infirmity;

If thou be pleas'd, retire into my cell,

And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk,

To still my beating mind.

Fer. & Mira. We wish you peace.

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[Exeunt FER. and MIRA.

-I thank thee:

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Pro. Come with a thought:

Ariel, come.

PROSPERO comes forward from the cell; enter

ARIEL to him.

Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to: What's thy pleasure ?

Pro. Spirit,

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ari. Ay, my commander: when I presented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd,

Lest I might anger

thee.

Pro. Say again, where didst thou leave these

varlets ?

Ari. I told you, sir, they were red hot with drink

ing?

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So full of valour, that they smote the air
For breathing in their faces: beat the ground
For kissing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project: Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unback'd colts, they prick'd their

ears,

Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
As they smelt musick; so I charm'd their ears,
That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through
Tooth'd-briers, sharp furzes, pricking goss, and
thorns,

Which enter'd their frail shins: as last I left them
I' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,
There dancing up to the chins, that the foul lake
O'er-stunk their feet.

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.

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[Exit.

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Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature Nurture 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, Even to roaring:-Come, hang them on this line. [PROSPERO remains invisible.

Enter

Enter ARIEL loaden with glistering apparel, &c. 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.

Ste. Monster, your fairy, which, you say, is a harmless fairy, has done little better than play'd the Jack with us.

Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation.

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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.

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Trin. That's more to me than my wetting; Yet this is your harmless fairy, monster.

ears

Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er for my labour.

Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: See'st 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.

Trin. O king Stephano! O peer! O worthy Stephano!

Look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!

Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash.

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Trin. Oh, ho, monster; we know what belongs to a frippery O, king Stephano!

:

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

mean,

To doat thus on such luggage? Let's along,
And do the murder first: if he awake,

From toe to crown he'll fill our skin with pinches ;
Make us strange

stuff.

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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, and'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.

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Trin.

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 turn'd 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.

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A noise of hunters heard. Enter divers spirits in shape of hounds, hunting 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!

[To Ariel.] Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints

With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews

With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted make

them

Than pard, or cat o'mountain.

Ari. Hark, they roar.

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Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this hour

Lie at my mercy all mine enemies;

Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou