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Pro. Come with a thought :-I thank thee! Ste. I will fetch off my bottle, though I be o'er Ariel, come.

ears for my labour. Enter ARIEL.

Cal. Prithee, my king, be quiet: See'st thou here, Ar. Thy thoughts I eieave to: What's thy Do that good mischief, which may make this island

This is the mouth o'the cell: no noise and enter. Pro.

Spirit, [pleasure ?

Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

(thoughts. Ari Ay, my commander; when I presented Ceres,

For aye thy foot-licker.

Ste. Give me thy hand: I do begin to have bloody I thought to bave told thee of it; but I fear'd

Trin. 0 King Stephano! O peer! O worthy Lest I might anger thee. Bro. Say again, wbere didst thou leave these var

Stephano I look, what a wardrobe here is for thee!

Cal. Let it alone, thou fool; it is but trash. Ari. I told you,sir, they were red-hot with drinkSo full of valvur that they smote the air [ing:

Trin. O, ho, monster ; we know what belongs to For breathing in their faces ; beat the ground

a frippery ;-0 King Stephano! For kissing of their feet; yet always bending

Ste. Put off that gown, Trinculo ; by this hand,

I 'll have that gown.
Towards their project: Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like on back'd colts, they prick'd their ears,

Trin. Thy grace shall have it.


Cal. The dropsy drown this fool! what do you Advanc'd their eyelids, lifted up their noses,

To dote thus on such luggage ? Let 's alone,
As they smelt music; so I cbarm'd their ears,
That calf-like, they my lowing follow'd, through

And do the murther first: if he awake,
Tooth'd briers, sharpfurzes, pricking goss and

thorns, Make us strange stuff


From toe to crown he 'll fill our skins with pinches; Which enter'd their frail sbins : at last I left theui l'the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,

Ste. Be you quiet, monster.—Mistress line, is There dancing up to the chips, that the foul lake

not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the O'erstank tbeir feet.

line : now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair, Pro. This was well done, my bird; and prove a bald jerkin.

Trin. Do, do: We steal by line and level, an 't Thy shape invisible retain thou still:

like your grace. The trumpery in my house, go, bring it hither, For stale to catch these thieves.

Ste. I thank thee for that jest : here 's a garment Ari,

I go, I go. [


for 't: wit shall not go unrewarded while I am Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whose nature

king of this country: Steal by line and level is an Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,

excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for 't. Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost:

Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon your And as, with age, his body uglier grows,

fingers, and away with the rest.


Cal.' I will have none on 't: we shall lose our So his mind cankers: I will plague them all,

And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes Re-enter ARIEL, loaden with glistening apparel, &c. With foreheads villainous low. Even to roaring :-Come, hang them on this line. Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help to bear PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. Enter Caul- this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I 'll Bax, STEPHANO, and TRINCULO, all wet. turn you out of my kingdom : go to, carry this.

Trin. And this. Cal. Pray you, tread softly, that the blind mole

Ste. Ay, and this.

A nouse of hunters heard. Enter divers Spirits, in Hear a foot fall: we now are near his cell. Ste. Monster, your fairy, which you say is a

shape of hounds, and hunt them about. PROSPERO

and ARIEL setting them on. harmless fairy, has done little better than played the Jack with us.

Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey! Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse-piss; at

Ari. Silver! there it goes, Sūver ! which my nose is in great indignation.

Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark,

hark ! Ste. So is mine. Do you hear, monster? If I should take a displeasure against you; look

[CAL., STE., and Trin. are driven out.

you, Trin. Thou wert but a lost inonster.

Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints Cal. Good my lord, give me thy favour still: With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews Be patient, for the prize I'll bring thee to [ly, With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make Shall hoodwink this mischance: therefore speak soft- Than pard or cat o' mountain.

[them, All's hush'd as midnight yet.


Hark, they roar. Trin. Ay, but to lose our bottles in the pool,- Pro. Let them be hunted soundly: At this hou

Ste. There is not only disgrace and dishonour in Lie at my mercy all mine enemies : that, monster, but an infinite loss.

Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Trin. That's more to me than my wetting: yet Shalt have the air of freedom: for a little, this is your harmless fairy, monster.

Follow, and do me service.


may not

ACT V. SCENE I.-B.fore the Cell of Prospero. Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantie

gesture, attended by GONZALO; SEBASTIAN and Enter PROSPEro, in his magic robes ; and ARIEL.

Antonio in like manner attended by ADRIAN Pro. Now does my project gather to a head : and FRANCISCO: they all enter the circle which My charms crack not; my spirits obey; and Time PROSPERO had made, and there stand charmed; Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? which PROSPERO observing, speaks.

Ari. 'On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, A solemn air, and the best comforter You said our work should cease.

To an unsetled fancy, cure thy brains, Pro.

I did say so,

Now useless, boild within thy skull! There stand, When first I rais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit,

For you are all spell stopp'd. How fares the king and 's followers ?

Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Ari.

Confind together Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, In the same fashion as you gave in charge ;

Fall fellowly drops.-The charm dissolves apace; Just as you left them; all prisoners, sir,

And as the morning steals upon the night, In the line-grove which weather-tends your cell;

Melting the darkness, so their rising senses They cannot budge till your release. The king,

Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle His brother, and yours, abide all three distracted :

Their clearer reason.-0 good Gonzalo, And the remainder mourning over them,

My true preserver, and a loyal sir Brimful of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly To him thou follow'st, I will pay thy graces Him that you term'd, sir, "The good old lord, Home, both in word and deed. -Most cruelly Gonzalo; ".

Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter: His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops

Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;- [blood, From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly Thou art pinchd for 't now, Sebastian.-Flesh and works them,

You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,
That if you now beheld them your affections
Would become tender.

Expell’d remorse and nature; who, with Sebastian,

(Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong,) Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ?

Would here have killd your king; I do forgive thee, Ari. Mine would, sir, where I human. Pro.

And mine shall. Begins to swell; and the approaching tide

Unnatural though thou art!—Their understanding Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling

Will shortly fill the reasonable shores, Of their afflictions? and shall not myself,

That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,

That yet looks on me, or would know me ;-Ariel, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am strook to the I will discase me, and inyself present,

Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell: [Exit ARIEL. quick,

As I was sometime Milan:-quickly spirit Yet, with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury

Thou shalt ere long be free. Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps toattire PROSPERO The sole drift of my purpose doth extend

Ari. Where the boe sucks, there suck I; Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel;

In a cowslip's bell I lie: My charms I 'll break, their senses I 'll restore,

There I couch when owls do cry,

On the bat's back I do fly
And they shall be themselves.

After summer merrily:
I 'll fetch them, sir. (Exit.

Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes,

Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. and groves ;

Pro. Why, that 's my dainty Ariel : I shall miss And ye that on the sands with printless foot

thee; Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, 80.When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that To the king's ship, invisible as thou art: By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, There shalt thou find the mariners asleep Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose Under the hatches; the master, and the boatswain, pastime

Being awake, enforce them to this place;
Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice And presently, I prithee.
To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return (Weak masters though ye be) I have bedimm'd Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL.

The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, Gon. All torment,trouble, wonder and amazement
And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Out of this fearful country!
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak


Behold, sir king, With his own bolt: the strong-based promontory The wronged Duke of Milan, Prospero: Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up For more assurance that a living prince The pine and cedar : graves, at my command, Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; Have wak’d their sleepers ; op'd and let them forth And to thee and thy company, I bid By my so potent art: But this rough magic A hearty welcome. I here abjure: and, when I have required


Whe'r thou beest he, or no, Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me, To work mine end upon their senses that

As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse This airy charm is for, I 'll break my staff, Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw thee, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,

The affliction of my mind amends, with which, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I fear, a madness held me: this must crave I'll drown my book.

[Solemn music An if this be at all) a most strange story.

If this prove



Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat [pero | And I would call it fair play.

pardon me my wrongs :—But how should Pros- Alon, Be living, and be here?

A vision of the island, one dear son
First, noble friend,

Shall I twice lose.
Let me embrace thine age: whose honour cannot Seb.

A most high miracle ! Be measur'd, or confined.

Fer. Though the seas threaten, they are merciful! Gon. Whether this be,

I bave cursed them without cause. [FER. kneels Or be not, I ll not swear.

to Alon.] Now all the blessings Pro. You do yet taste

Of a glad father compass thee about! Some subtilties o' the isle, that will not let you Arise, and say how thou cam'st here. Believe things certain Welome, my friends all :- Mira.

O! wonder! But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded, How many goodly creatures are there here!

(Aside to SEBAS. and Ant. How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, I here could pluck his highness' frown upon you, That has such people in t! And justify you traitors; at this time


"T is new to thee. I'll tell no tales.

Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou wast Seb.

The devil speaks in him. [Aside. at play? Pro.

Your eld'st

acquaintance cannot be three hours: For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us, Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive And brought us thus together? Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require


Sir, sho is mortal:
My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know But, by immortal providence, she's mine;
Thou must restore.

I chose her, when I could not ask my father
If thou beest Prospero,

For his advice; nor thought I had one: she
Give us particulars of thy preservation:

Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan,
How thou hast met us here, who three hours since Of whom so often I have heard renown,
Were wrack'd upon this shore; where I have lost But never saw before; of whom I have
(How sharp the point of this remembrance is !) Receiv'd a second life, and second father
My dear son Ferdinand.

This lady makes him to me.
I am woe for 't, sir.


I am hers:
Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and patience But 0, how oddly will it sound that I
Says it is past her cure.

Must ask my child forgiveness !
I rather think,


There, sir, stop; You have not sought her help; of whose soft grace Let us not burthen our remembrances with For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid, A heaviness that 's gone. And rest myself content.


I have inly wept, Alon.

You the like loss? Or should have spoke ere this. Look down, you gods, Pro. As great to me, as late ; and supportable And on this couple drop a blessed crown; To make the dear loss, have I means much weaker For it is you that have chalk'd forth the way Than you may call to comfort you: for I

Which brought us hither! Have lost my daughter.


I say, amen, Gonzalo! Alon. A daughter?

Gon. Was Milan thrust from Milan, that his issue O heavens! that they were living both in Naples, Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice The king and queen there! that they were, I wish Beyond a common joy; and set it down Myself were mudded in that oozy bed (daughter? With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage Where my son lies. When did you lose your Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis :

Pro. In this last tempest. I perceive these lords And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife At this encounter do so much admire,

Where he himself was lost; Prospero, his dukedom, That they devour their reason; and scarce think In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves, Their eyes do offices of truth, their words

When no man was his own. Are natural breath: but howsoe'er you have


Give me your hands : Been justled from your senses, know for certain

[To FER and MIB. That I arn Prospero, and that very duke

Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most That doth not wish you joy! strangely [landed, Gon.

Be 't so! Amen! Upon this shore, where you were wrack'd, was Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and Boatswain To be the lord on 't. No more yet of this ;

amazedly following. For 't is a chronicle of day by day, Not a relation for a breakfast, nor

O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us! Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir;

I prophesied if a gallows were on land, This cell's my court: here have I few

attendants, That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oathi on shore ? This fellow could

not drown; now, blasphemy, And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in, My dukedom since you have given me again,

Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news? I will requite you with as good a thing;

Boats. The best news is that we have safely found At least, bring forth a wonder to content ye,

Our king, and company : the next our ship, -.. As much as me my dukedom.

Which, but three glasses sinee, we gave out split, -The entrance of the Cell opens, and discovers-FERDI- We first put out to sea.

Is tight, and yare, and bravely rigg'd, as when NAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.


Sir, all this service Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.

Have I done since I went.

Aside. Per.

No, my dearest love, Pro. I would not for the world.

(wrangle, Alon. These are not natural events; they Jira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you should


confiy tricksy spirit:

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From strange to stranger :-Say, how came you you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my hither?

bones : 1 shall not fear fly-blowing. Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, Sb. Why, how now, Stephano ? (cramp I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, Ste. 0, touch me not; I am not Stephano but a And (how, we know not) all clapp'd under hatches, Pro. You 'd be king o' the isle, sirrah ? Where, but even now, with strange and several Ste. I should have been a sore one then. noises

Alon. This is as strange thing as e'er I look'd on. Of roaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains,

(Pointing to CAL. And more diversity of sounds, all horrible,

Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty: As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Where we, in all our trim, freshly beheld

Take with you your companions; as you look
Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master To have iny pardon, trim it handsomely.
Capering to eye her: on a trice, so please you, Cal. Ay, that I will; and I 'll be wise hereafter,
Even in a dream, were we divided from them, And seek for grace: What a thrice-double ass
And were brought moping hither.

Was I, to take this drunkard for a god,
Ari. Was 't well done?

And worship this dull fool!
Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou shalt Aside. Pro.

Go to; away!
be free.

Alon. Hence, and bestow your luggage where Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trod: And there is in this business more than nature Seb. Or stole it, rather. Was ever conduct of: some oracle

(Exeunt CAL., STE., and Trin. Must rectify our knowledge.

Pro. Sir, I invite your highness, and your train, Pro.

Sir, my liege, To my poor cell: where you shall take your rest Do not infest your mind with beating on

For this one night : which (part of it) I 'll waste The strangeness of this business: at pick'd leisure, with such discourse, as, I not doubt, shall make it Which shall be shortly, single I 'll resolve you Go quick away: the story of my life, (Which to you shall seem probable) of every And the particular accidents gone by, These happend accidents: till when, be cheerful, Since I came to this isle: And in the morn And think of each thing well.--Come hither, spirit; I 'll bring you to your ship, and so to Naples, Set Caliban and his companions free:

Where I have hope to see the nuptial Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares my Of these our dear-belov'd solemnized; gracious sir?

And thence retire me to my Milan, where There are yet missing of your company

Every third thought shall be my grave. Some few odd lads that you remember noto


I long Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STEPHANO,

To hear the story of your life, which must
and TRINCULO, in their stolen Apparel.

Take the ear strangely.

I'll deliver all ;
Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no And promise you calm seas, auspicious gales,
man take care for himself; for all is but fortune :- And sail so expeditious, that shall catch
Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!

Your royal fleet far off. - My Ariel ;-chick,Trin. 'If these be true spies which I wear in my That is thy charge; then to the elements head, here's a goodly sight.

Be free, and fare thou well !--[aside.] Please you Cal. O Setebos, these be brave spirits, indeed!

draw near.

[Ewenuto How fine my master is! I am afraid He will chastise me. Seb. Ha, ha!

What things are these, my Lord Antonio?

Spoken by PROSPERO.
Will money buy them?
Very like; one of them

Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.

And what strength I have 's mine own;
Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords,

Which is most faint : now 't is true,
Then say if they be true: this mis-shapen knave, I must be here contin'd by you,
His mother was a witch, and one so strong

Or sent to Naples : Let me not,
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs, Since I have my dukedom got,
And deal in her command, without her power:

And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell These three have robb'd me: and this demi-devil In this bare island, by your spell; (For he 's a bastard one) had plotted with them

But release me from my bands, To take my life: two of these fellows you

With the help of your good hands. Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I

Gentle breath of yours my sails
Acknowledge mine.

Must fill, or else my project fails,
I shall be pinch'd to death.

Which was to please: Now I want
Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler ? Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;
Seb. He is drunk now: Where had he wine?

And my ending is despair,
Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where Unless I be reliev'd by prayer;
should they

Which pierces so, that it assaults
Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them?

Mercy itself, and frees all faults. How cam'st thou in pickle ?

As you from crimes would pardon 'd be Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw Let your indulgence set me free.

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DUKE OF MILAX, father to Silvia.

Host, where Julia lodges in Milan.
VALENTINE and PROTECS, gentlemen of Verona.

ANTONIO, father to Proteus.

JULIA, a lady of Verona, beloved by Proteus. THURIO, a foolish rival to Valentine. SILVIA, the Duke's daughter, beloved by Valentine. EGLAMOUR, agent for Silvia in her escape.

LUCETTA, waiting-woman to Julia.
SPEED, a cornish sercant to Valentine.

LAUNCE, serrant to Proteus.

PANTHINO, servant to Antonio.

SCENE I.-An open place in Verona.

Val. And writers say, As the most forward bud

Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Tal. Cease to persuade, my loving Proteus;

Even so by love the young and tender wit Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits :

Is turn'd to folly, blasting in the bud, Wert not affection chains thy tender days

Losing his verdure even in the prime,

And all the fair effects of future hopes.
To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,
I rather would entreat thy company,

But wherefore waste I time to counsel thee,
To see the wonders of the world abroad,

That art a votary to fond desire ? Than living dully sluggardized at home,

Once more adieu: my father at the road Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.

Expects my coming, there to see me shipp'd. But, since thou lov'st, love still, and thrive therein,

Bro. And thither will I bring thee, Valentine. Even as I would, when I to love begin.

Vol. Sweet Proteus, no; now let us take our leave. Pro. Wilt thou be gone? Sweet Valentine, adieu ! Of Milan, let us hear from thee by letters, Think on thy Proteus, when thou, haply, seest

At thy success in love, and what news else

Betideth here in absence of thy friend :
Some rare pote-worthy object in thy travel:

And I likewise will visit thee with mine.
Wish me partaker in thy happiness,
When thoa dost meet good hap; and in thy danger,

Pro. All happiness bechance to thee in Milan! If ever danger do environ thee,

Val. As much to you at home! and so farewell.

[Exit VALENTINE. Cornmend thy grievance to my holy prayers,

Pro. He after honour hunts, I after love:
For I will be thy beadsman, Valentine.
Val. And on a love-book pray for my success.

He leaves his friends, to dignify them more; Pro. Upon some book I love, I'll pray for thee.

I leave myself, my friends, and all for love.
Vol. That's on some shallow story of deep love, Made' me neglect my studies, lose my time,

Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphos'd me;
How young Leander cross d the Hellespont.
Pro. That's a deep story of a deeper love;

War with good counsel, set the world at nought! For he was more than over shoes in love.

Made wit with musing weak,heart sick with thought. Val. 'Tis true; for you are over boots in love;

Enter SPEED. And yet you never swam the Hellespont.

Speed. Sir Proteus, save you: Saw you my Pro. Over the boots? nay, give me not the boots.


[Milan. Tal. No, I'll not, for it boots thee not.

Pro. But now he parted hence, to embark for Pro. What?

[groans; Speed. Twenty to one then, he is shipp'd already; Val. To be in love, where scorn is bought with | And I have play'd the sheep in losing him. Coy looks with heart-sore sighs; one fading Pro. Indeed a sheep doth very often stray, moment's mirth,

An if the shepherd be a while away. With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights: Speed. You conclude that my master is a shepIf haply won, perhaps, a hapless gain ;

herd then, and I a sheep ? If lost, why then a grievous labour won;

Pro. I do.

(whether I wake or sleep. However, but a folly bought with wit,

Speed. Why, then, my horns are his horns, Or else a wit by folly vanquished.

Pro. A silly answer, and fitting well a sheep. Pro. So, by your circumstance, you call me fool. Speed. This proves me still a sheep. Fal. So, by your circumstance, I fear, you'll prove. Pro. True; and thy master a shepherd. Pro. Tis love you cavil at; I am not Love. Speed. Nay, that I can deny by a circumstance.

Tal. Love is your master, for he masters you : Pro. It shall go hard, but I'll prove it by another. And he that is so yoked by a fool,

Speed. The shepherd seeks the sheep, and not Methinks should not be chronicled for wise. the sheep the shepherd; but I seek my master, and

Pro. Yet writers say, As in the sweetest bud my master seeks not me; therefore, I am no sheep. The eating canker dwells , so eating love

°Pro. The sheep for fodder follow the shepherd, Inhabits in the finest wits of all,

the shepherd for food follows not the sheep; thou

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