But, by immortall prouidence, she's mine.
I chose her when I could not aske my Father
For his aduife; nor thought I had one.

She

Is daughter to this famous Duke of Millaine,
Of whom so often I haue heard renowne,
But neuer faw before; of whom I haue
Receiu'd a fecond life; and fecond Father
This Lady makes him to me.

Alo.

I am hers!

But O, how odly will it found, that I
Muft aske my childe forgiueneffe!

Pro.

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There, Sir, ftop!

Let vs not burthen our remembrances, with
A heauineffe that's gon!

Gon.

I haue inly wept,

Or fhould haue spoke ere this.-Looke downe, you gods,
And on this couple drop a blessed crowne!

For it is you, that haue chalk'd forth the way

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Which brought vs hither.

Alo.

I fay 'Amen,' Gonzallo!

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Gon. Was Millaine thrust from Millaine, that his Issue Should become Kings of Naples? O, reioyce

Beyond a common ioy! and set it downe

With gold on lafting Pillers: In one voyage,

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Did Claribell, her husband finde at Tunis;

And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,

Where he himselfe was loft; Profpero, his Dukedome
In a poore Ifle; and all of vs, our felues,
When no man was his owne.

Alo. [to FER. & MIR.]

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Giue me your hands!

Let griefe and forrow still embrace his heart,

That doth not with you ioy!

Gon.

Be it fo! Amen!

Re-enter ARIELL, with the Mafter and Boatfwaine amazedly

following.

O, looke, Sir! looke, Sir! here is more of vs !

I prophefi'd, if a Gallowes were on Land,

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This fellow could not drowne.' [To Boats.] Now, Blafphemy,

That swear'ft Grace ore-boord, not an oath on shore?

Haft thou no mouth by land? What is the newes?
Bot. The best newes is, that we haue fafely found
Our King, and company. The next our Ship
(Which but three glaffes fince, we gaue out split)
Is tyte, and yare, and brauely rig'd, as when
We first put out to Sea.

(Ar. [aside to PROS.] Sir, all this feruice Haue I done fince I went!

Alo. These are not naturall euents; they strengthen

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Pro. [aside to ARI.]

My tricksey Spirit!)

From strange to stranger. Say, how came you hither?

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Bot. If I did thinke, Sir, I were well awake, I'ld ftriue to tell you: We were dead of sleepe, And (how we know not) all clapt vnder hatches;

Where, but euen now, with strange and feuerall noyfes

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(Of roring, fhreeking, howling, gingling chaines,
And mo diuerfitie of founds, all horrible,)
We were awak'd; ftraight way, at liberty;
Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld

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Our royall, good, and gallant Ship: our Master
Capring to eye her: on a trice, so please you,
Euen in a dreame, were we diuided from them,
And were brought moaping hither.

(Ar. [aside to PROS.]

Was't well done? 240

Pro. [aside to ARI.] Brauely, (my Diligence!) thou shalt

be free!)

Alo. This is as ftrange a Maze, as ere men trod;

And there is in this bufineffe, more then Nature

Was euer conduct of: fome Oracle

Must rectifie our knowledge.

Pro.

Doe not infeft your minde, with beating on

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Sir, my Leige!

The strangeneffe of this bufineffe; at pickt leisure,

(Which shall be shortly,) fingle, I'le refolue you

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(Which to you shall seeme probable) of euery These happend accidents; till when, be cheerefull,

And thinke of each thing well! ([Aside to ARI.] Come hither, Spirit!

236. her] Theobald (Thirlby conj.). our F.

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Set Caliban, and his companions free!

Vntye the Spell!) [Exit ARIEL.] ¶ How fares my gracious Sir? There are yet miffing of your Companie

Some few odde Lads, that you remember not.

Re-enter ARIELL, driuing in CALIBAN, STEPHANO, and

TRINCULO, in their ftolne Apparell.

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Ste. Euery man shift for all the reft, and let no man take care for himselfe; for all is but fortune! Coragio, Bully¶ Monster, Corafio!1

1

Tri. If these be true fpies which I weare in my head, here's a goodly fight!

Cal. O Setebos, these be braue Spirits indeede ! How fine my Master is! I am afraid

He will chastise me.

What things are these, my Lord Anthonio?

Will money buy em?

Ant.

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Very like! one of them

Is a plaine Fish, and no doubt marketable.

Pro. Marke but the badges of these men, my Lords! Then say if they be true. This mishapen knaue: (His Mother was a Witch, and one so strong

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That could controle the Moone, make flowes and ebs,

And deale in her command, without her power.)
These three haue robd me; and this demy-diuell

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(For he's a bastard one) had plotted with them
To take my life. Two of these Fellowes, you
Must know, and owne; this Thing of darkenesse, I
Acknowledge mine.

Cal.

I fhall be pincht to death!

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Alo. Is not this Stephano, my drunken Butler?
Seb. He is drunke now. Where had he wine?

Alo. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should they
Finde this grand Liquor that hath gilded 'em?
¶How cam'ft thou in this pickle?

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Tri. I haue bin in fuch a 'pickle' fince I faw you laft, that (I feare me) will neuer out of my bones! I fhall not feare fly-blowing.

1 Corasio is kept to show the stage pronunciation, Corazhio.

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Seb. Why! how now, Stephano?

Ste. O touch me not! I am not Stephano, but a Cramp!
Pro. You'ld be King o'the Ifle, Sirha?

Ste. I fhould haue bin a fore one, then.
Alo. This is a strange thing as ere I look'd on.

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[Points to CALIBAN.

Pro. He is as difproportion'd in his Manners
As in his shape. [To CAL.] Goe, Sirha, to my Cell!
Take with you your Companions! As you looke
To haue my pardon, trim it handsomely!

Cal. I, that I will! and Ile be wise hereafter,
And feeke for grace. What a thrice double Affe
Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,
And worship this dull foole!

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Pro.

Goe to! away!

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Alo. Hence! and bestow your luggage where you found it. Seb. Or ftole it, rather. [Exeunt ČAL., STEPH. & TRINC. Pro. Sir! I inuite your Highneffe, and your traine To my poore Cell, where you shall take your reft For this one night; which (part of it) Ile waste With fuch discourse, as (I not doubt) fhall make it Goe quicke away: (The story of my life, And the particular accidents, gon by

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Since I came to this Ifle :) And in the morne

I'le bring you to your ship, and so to Naples,
Where I haue hope to fee the nuptiall
Of these our deere-belouëd, folemnized,
And thence retire me to my Millaine, where
Euery third thought fhall be my graue.

Alo.

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I long

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[chicke!

To heare the story of your life; which muft
Take the eare strangely.

Pro.

I'le deliuer all,

And promise you calme Seas, aufpicious gales,

And faile fo expeditious, that shall catch

Your Royall fleete farre off. ([Aside to ARI.] My Ariel! That is thy charge: Then to the Elements

Be free, and fare thou well!) ¶ Please you draw neere! 318

[Exeunt omnes. Manet PROSPERO.

309. beloved] belou'd F.

313. strangely] starngely F.

EPILOG VE,

Spoken by PROspero.

Now my Charmes are all ore-throwne;

And what ftrength I haue,'s mine owne,

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Which is most faint: Now, 'tis true,

I must be heere confinde by you,

Or fent to Naples. Let me not

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(Since I haue my Dukedome got,
And pardon'd the deceiuer) dwell
In this bare land, by your Spell ;
But releafe me from my bands,
With the helpe of your good hands!
Gentle breath of yours, my Sailes
Muft fill, or else my proiect failes,
Which was to please.

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Now I want

Spirits to enforce, Art to inchant ;

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And my ending is defpaire,

Vnleffe I be relieu'd by praier,

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Which pierces fo, that it affaults

Mercy it felfe, and frees all faults.

As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your Indulgence fet me free!

[The Names of the Actors follow. See it, enlarg'd, on p. 294, abuv.]

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FINIS.