Yong Ferdinand, (whom they suppose is droun'd,)

And his, and mine, lou'd darling.)

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[Exit from aboue.

Gon. [to ALON.] I'th name of fomething holy, Sir, why ftand you

In this strange stare?

Al.

O, it is monftrous! monftrous!

1

Me thought the billowes spoke, and told me of it;
The windes did fing it to me; and the Thunder
(That deepe and dreadfull Organ-Pipe) pronounc'd
The name of Profper: it did base 1 my Trespasse.
Therefore my Sonne i'th Ooze is bedded; and
I'le feeke him deeper then ere plummet founded,
And with him there lye mudded.

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ΙΟΟ

[Exit.

But one feend at a time,

Ile be thy Second!

[Exeunt SEB. & ANT. Gon. All three of them are desperate: their great guilt 104 (Like poyfon giuen to worke a great time after) Now gins to bite the fpirits. I doe beseech you, (That are of fuppler ioynts,) follow them swiftly, And hinder them from what this extafie May now prouoke them to.

Ad.

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Follow, I pray you! [Exeunt omnes.

Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.

Near PROSPEROES Cell.

Enter PROSPERO, FERDINAND, and MIRANDA.

Pro. If I haue too aufterely punish'd you,

I

Your compenfation makes amends; for I

Haue giuen you here, a third of mine owne life,

Or that for which I liue: who, once againe,

4

I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations
Were but my trials of thy loue, and thou

Haft ftrangely stood the teft. Here, afore heauen,
I ratifie this my rich guift. O Ferdinand!
Doe not smile at me, that I boast her of,2

For thou shalt finde fhe will out-ftrip all praise,

And make it halt, behinde her.

Fer.

Against an Oracle.

I doe beleeue it,

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Pro. Then, as my gueft, and thine owne acquifition
Worthily purchas'd, take my daughter! But

If thou do'ft breake her Virgin-knot, before
All fanctimonious ceremonies may,

With full and holy right, be ministred,
No sweet afperfion shall the heauens let fall
To make this contract grow; but barraine hate,
Sower-ey'd difdaine, and difcord, shall beftrew
The vnion of your bed, with weedes fo loathly,
That you shall hate it both! Therefore take heede,
As Hymens Lamps fhall light you!
Fer.

As I hope

For quiet dayes, faire Iffue, and long life,

With fuch loue as 'tis now,-the murkiefst den,

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The most opportune place, the strongst suggestion
Our worfer Genius can, fhall neuer melt
Mine honor into luft, to take away

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The edge of that dayes celebration,

When I shall thinke, or Phoebus Steeds are founderd,
Or Night kept chain'd below.

Pro.

Sit then, and talke with her! fhe is thine owne!

Fairely spoke !

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[FER. & MIR. talke apart.

(¶What! Ariell! my induftrious feruant Ariell '

Enter ARIELL.

Ar. What would my potent master? here I am!

Pro. Thou, and thy meaner fellowes, your last seruice

Did worthily performe; and I muft vse you

In fuch another tricke.

Goe bring the rabble

(Ore whom I giue thee powre) here, to this place!

Incite them to quicke motion, for I must

Bestow vpon the eyes of this yong couple

Some vanity of mine Art: it is my promise,
And they expect it from me.

Ar.

Presently?

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Pro. I! with a twincke!

Ar. Before you can say 'come, and goe,'

And breathe twice, and cry, 'fo, fo':

Each one, tripping on his Toe,

Will be here with mop and mowe.

Doe you loue me, Master? no?

Pro. Dearely! my delicate Ariell! Doe not approach Till thou do'ft heare me call.

Ar.

Well: I conceiue.)

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[Exit.

Pro. [to FER.] Looke thou be true! doe not giue dalliance Too much the raigne! the strongest oathes, are straw To th'fire ith' blood. Be more abftemious,

Or elfe, good night your vow!

Fer.

The white cold virgin Snow, vpon my heart,
Abates the ardour of my Liuer.

Pro.

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1

(Now, come, my Ariell! bring a Corolary,1

Rather then want a Spirit! Appear, & pertly! 2) [Soft mufick. ¶ No tongue! all eyes! be filent!

Enter IRIS.

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Ir. Ceres, moft bounteous Lady! thy rich Leas
Of Wheate, Rye, Barley, Fetches, Oates and Pease;
Thy Turphie-Mountaines, (where liue nibling Sheepe,

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And flat Medes thetchd with Stouer, them to keepe ;)

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Thy bankes with pioned and twillëd brims,

(Which spungie Aprill, at thy heft, betrims,

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To make cold Nymphes chaft crownes;) & thy broome-groues,

(Whose shadow the dismissed Batchelor loues,

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Being laffe-lorne ;) thy pole-clipt vineyard;

And thy Sea-marge stirrile, and rockey-hard,

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Where thou thy felfe do'st ayre: the Queene o'th Skie (Whose watry Arch, and meffenger, am I)

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Bids thee leaue thefe; & with her foueraigne grace,

Here on this graffe-plot, in this very place,
To come, and sport: Her Peacocks flye amaine :
Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertaine!

53. abstemious] abstenious F.
Corolary = extra number.

Re-enter ARIELL as CEREs.

Cer. Haile, many-coloured Meffenger, that nere Do'ft difobey the wife of Iupiter!

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Who, with thy faffron wings, vpon my flowres
Diffuseft hony drops, refreshing showres;

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My boskie acres, and my vnfhrubd downe,

And, with each end of thy blew bowe, do'ft crowne

81

Ir. A contract of true Loue, to celebrate;

And fome donation, freely to estate

Summond me hither, to this fhort gras'd Greene?

Rich scarph to my proud earth: Why hath thy Queene

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On the bles'd Louers.

Tell me, heauenly Bowe,

Cer.

If Venus or her Sonne (as thou do'st know)

Doe now attend the Queene! Since they did plot
The meanes, that duskie Dis, my daughter got,
Her, and her blind-Boyes fcandald company,

I haue forfworne.

Ir.

Of her focietie,

Be not afraid! I met her deitie

Cutting the clouds towards Paphos; and her Son

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Doue-drawn with her. Here thought they to haue done 94

Some wanton charme, vpon this Man and Maide,

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Whose vowes are, that no bed-right shall be paid,

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Till Hymens Torch be lighted: but in vaine;

Marfes hot Minion is returnd againe ;

Her wafpifh-headed fonne, has broke his arrowes,

Swears he will shoote no more, but play with Sparrows, 100
And be a Boy right out.

Cer.
Highest Queene of State,
Great Iuno, comes! I know her by her gate.

IUNO defcends.

Iu. How do's my bounteous fifter? Goe with me
To bleffe this twaine, that they may profperous be,
And honourd in their Iffue!

Iu. Honor, riches, marriage-bleffing,
Long continuance, and encreafing,

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[They Sing.

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102-3. Iuno descends] F. after 'grace', 1. 72, p. 341.

Hourely ioyes, be ftill vpon you
Iuno fings her bleffings on you.
Ceres. Earths increase, foyxon plentie,

Barnes and Garners, neuer empty,
Vines, with cluftring bunches growing,
Plants, with goodly burthen bowing:
Spring come to you at the fartheft,
In the very end of Harueft!

Scarcity and want shall fhun you,
Ceres bleffing fo is on you.

Fer. This is a most maiefticke vision, and
Harmonious charmingly! May I be bold
To thinke these spirits?

Pro.

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III

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Spirits, which (by mine Art)

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I haue, from their confínes, call'd to enact

My prefent fancies.

Fer.

Let me liue here euer!

So rare a wondred Father, and a wise,

Makes this place Paradise.

[IUNO and CERES whisper, and fend IRIS on employment.

Pro.

Sweet now, filence!

Iuno and Ceres whisper feriously;

There's fomething else to doe: hush, and be mute!

Or else our spell is mar'd.

Re-enter IRIS.

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Iris. You Nimphs, cald Nayades, of ye windring brooks, With your fedg'd crownes, and euer-harmeleffe lookes, Leaue your crispe channels, and on this greene-Land Answere your fummons! Iuno do's command! Come, temperate Nimphes, and helpe to celebrate A Contract of true Loue! be not too late!

Enter Certaine Nimphes.

¶ You Sun-burn'd Sicklemen, of August weary,
Come hether from the furrow, and be merry!
Make holly-day! your Rye-ftraw hats put on,

113. with] wtth F.
123. wise] F. Some copies wife.

Rowe, Cam.

A ryme is evidently