The Dramatic Works of Shakspeare

Juno. Honour, riches, marriage-blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.
Cer. Earth's increuse, and foison plenty,
Barns and garners never empty;
Vines, with clust'ring bunches grow
ing;

Plants, with goodly burden bowing;
Spring come to you, at the farthest,
In the very end of harvest!

Scarcity and want shall shun you;
Ceres' blessing so is on you.
Fer. This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmonious charmingly: May I be bold
To think these spirits?

Pro. Spirits, which by mine art I have from their confines call'd to enact My present fancies.

Fer.

Let me live here ever; So rare a wonder'd † father, and a wife, Make this place Paradise.

[JUNO and CERES whisper, and send IRIS on employment.

Pro. Sweet now, silence: Juno and Ceres whisper seriously; There's something else to do: hush, and be Or else our spell is marr'd. [mute,

Iris. You nymphs, call'd Naiads, of the wand'ring brooks, [looks, With your sedg'd crowns, and ever-harmless Leave your crisp channels, and on this green

land

Answer your summons; Juno does command: Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate A contract of true love; be not too late.

Enter certain Nymphs.

You sun-burn'd sickleinen, of August weary, Come hither from the furrow, and be merry Make holiday: your rye-straw hats put on, And these fresh nymphs encounter every one In country footing.

Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with the Nymphs in a graceful dance; towards the end whereof PROS PERO starts suddenly, and speaks; after which, to a strange, hollow, and confused noise, they heavily vanish.

Fro. [uside.] I had forgot that foul conspi

racy

• Abundance.

Fer. This is most strange: your father's in some passion That works him strongly.

Mira.

Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.
Never, till this day,
Pro. You do look, my son, in a mov'd sort,
As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir:
Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The clond-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palacee,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded 1,
Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.-Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is

troubled.

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 [drinking;

varlets?

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

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

thorns,

Which enter'd their frail shins: at last I left 1' the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell, There dancing up to the chins, that the foul O'erstunk their feet.

Pro.

[lake

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.

+ Able to produce such wonders.

I go, I go. [Exit.

Vanished.

§ A body of clouds in motion; but it is most probable that the author wrote track. C 3

r Bait.

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, Re-enter ARIEL loaden with glistering apparel, &c.

Even to roaring:-Come,hang them on this line. PROSPERO and ARIEL remain invisible. 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 played the Jackt with us.

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

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 hoodwink 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.

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

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

Cal. Pr'ythee, my king, be quiet: Seest thou here,

[enter: This is the mouth of the cell: no noise, and Do that good mischief, which may make this island

Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban,
For ayet 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. Trin. O, 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 skins with
Make us strange stuff.
[pinches ;

Stc. 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 other garment for't. level, is an excellent pass of pate; there's an

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,

Aud all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
With foreheads villainous low.

bear this away, where my hogshead of wine Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers; help to is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom: go to, carry this.

Trin. And this.
Ste. Ay, and this.

noise of hunters heard.

Enter divers

Spirits, in shape of hounds, and hunt 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!

[CAL. STE. and TRIN. are driven out. Go,charge mygoblins that they grind their joints With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews With aged cramps; and more pinch-spotted Than pard T, or cat o' mountain. [make them, Ari. Hark, they roar.

Pro. Let them be hunted sonndly: At this Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: [hour Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Shall have the air at freedom: for a little, Follow, and do me service.

[Exeunt.

Ariel. On the sixth hour; at which time, You said our work should cease. [my lord, Pro. I did say so. When first Irais'd the tempest. Say, my spirit, How fares the king and his? Ari. Confin'd together In the same fashion as you gave in charge; Just as you left them, sir; all prisoners

+ Jack with a lantern.

A shop for sale of old clothes.

Bird-lime.

t Ever. Leopard.

your

In the lime-grove which weather-fends *
cell;
They cannot budge, till you release. The king,
His brother and yours, abide all three dis-
tracted;

And the remainder mourning over them,
Brim-full of sorrow and dismay; but chiefly,
Him you term'd, sir, The good old lord.
Gonzalo;
[drops
Als tears run down his beard, like winter's
From eavest of reeds: your charm so strongly
works them,

art?

That if you now beheld them, your affections
Would become tender.
Pro.
Dost thou think so, spirit?
Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human."
Pro.
And mine shall.
Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling
Of their afflictions? and shall not myself,
One of their kind, that relish all as sharply,
Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou
[the quick,
Though with their high wrongs I am struck to
Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury
Do I take part: the rarer action is [tent,
In virtue than in vengeance: they being peni.
The sole drift of my purpose doth extend
Not a frown further: Go, release them, Ariel;
My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore,
And they shall be themselves.
Ari.
I'll fetch them, sir. [Exit.
Pro. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing
lakes, and groves;
And ye, that on the sands with printless foot
Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him,
When he comes back; you demi-puppets, that
By moon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose
pastime

Is to make midnight-mushrooms; that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid
(Weak masters though you be,) I have be-
dimm'd
[winds,
The noon-tide sun, call'd forth the mutinous
And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory
Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up
The pine and cedar: graves, at my command,
Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them
forth

had made, and there stand charmed
which PROSPERO observing, speaks.
A solemn air, and the best comforter
To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains,
Now useless, boil'd within thy skull! There
For you are spell-stopp'd.-
[stand
Holy Gonzalo, honourable man,
Mine eyes, even sociable, to the shew of thine
Fall fellowly drops.-The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.--O, my good Gonzalo,
My true preserver, and a loyal sir
To him thou follow'st; I will pay thy graces
Home, both in word and deed.-Most cruelly
Didst thou, Alonso, use me and my daughter:
Thy brother was a furtherer in the act;-
Thou'rt pinch'd for't now, Sebastian.-Flesh
and blood,

You brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,
Expell'd remorse and nature; who, with
Sebastian,
[strong,)
(Whose inward pinches therefore are mos:
Would here have kill'd your king; I do forgive
thee,
(ing
Unnatural though thou art!-Their understand-
Begins to swell; and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores,
That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them,
That yet looks on me, or would know me:-
Ariel,

Fetch me the hat and rapier in my cell;
[Erit ARIEL.

I will discase me, and myself present,
As I was sometine Milan:-quickly, spirit;
Thou shalt ere long be free.

ARIEL re-enters, singing, and helps to
attire PROSPERO.

Ari. Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie:

There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly,
After summer, merrily:
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Pro. Why, that's my dainty Ariel: I shall

miss thee;

But yet thou shalt have freedom: so, so, so.—
To the king's ship, invisible as thou art:
There shalt thou find the mariners asleep
Under the hatches; the master and the boat-
swain,

Being awake, enforce them to this place;
And presently, I pr'ythee.

Ari. I drink the air before me, and return
Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Erit ARIEL.
Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and

By my so potent art: But this rough magic
I here abjure: and, when I have requir'd
Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,)
To work mine end upon their senses, that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book. [Solemn music.
Reenter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with
a frantic gesture, attended by GONZALO;
Bebold, sir king
SEBASTIAN and ANTONIQ in like manner,
attended by ADRIAN and FRANCISCO: The wronged duke of Milan, Prospero:
They all enter the circle which PROSPERO For more assurance that a living prince

amazement

Inhabits here: Some heavenly power guide us
Out of this fearful country!

Pro.

• Defends from bad weather.

+ Thatch.

Pity, or tenderness of heart.

A hearty welcome.
Alon.
Whe'r thou beest he, or no,
Or some enchanted trifle to abuse me,
As late I have been, I not know: thy pulse
Beats, as of flesh and blood; and, since I saw
thee,

Does now speak to thee, I embrace thy body; | That they devour their reason; and scarce think
And to thee, and thy company, I bid
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath: but, howsoe'er you have
Been justled from your senses,know for certain,
That I am Prospero, and that very duke
Which was thrust forth of Milan; who most
strangely
[landed,
Upou this shore, where you were wreck'd, was
To be the lord on't. No more yet of this;
For 'tis a chronicle of day by day,
Not a relation for a breakfast, nor
Befitting this first meeting. Welcome, sir;
This cell's my court: here have I few attendants
And subjects none abroad: pray you, look in.
My dukedom since you have given me again,
I will requite you with as good a thing;
At least, bring forth a wonder, to content ye,
As much as me my dukedom.

The affliction of my mind amends, with which,
I fear, a madness held me: this must crave
(An if this be at all,) a most strange story.
Thy dukedom I resign; and do entreat
Thou pardon me my wrongs:-But how should
Prospero

Be living, and be here?
Pro.

First, noble friend,
whose honour
[cannot

Let me embrace thine age;
Be measur'd or confin'd.

Gon.

Or be not, I'll not swear.
Pro.

Whether this be,

You do yet taste

Some subtleties o' the isle, that will not let you
Believe things certain :-Welcome, my friends

all:

But you, my brace of lords, were I so minded,
[Aside to SEB. and ANT.
I here could pluck his highness' frown upon
And justify you traitors; at this time [you,
I'll tell no tales.
Seb. The devil speaks in him. [Aside.
No:-
For you, most wicked sir, whom to call brother
Would even infect my mouth, I do forgive
Thy rankest fault; all of them; and require
My dukedom of thee, which, perforce, I know,
Thou must restore.

Pro.

Alon.
If thou beest Prospero,
Give us particulars of thy preservation:
How thou hast met us here, who three hours
since
[lost,
Were wreck'd upon this shore; where I have
How sharp the point of this remembrance is!
My dear son Ferdinand.
Pro.
I am woet for't, sir.
Alon. Irreparable is the loss; and Patience
Says, it is past her cure.
Pro.

I rather think,

You have not sought her help; of whose soft
grace,

For the like loss, I have her sovereign aid,
And rest myself content.
Alon.

You the like loss?
Pro. As great to me, as late; and, portable
To make the dear loss, have I means much
weaker

Than you may call to comfort you; for I
Have lost my daughter.
Alon.

A daughter?
O heavens! that they were living both in
Naples,
[wish

The entrance of the cell opens, and discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.

Mira. Sweet lord, you play me false.
Fer.
No, my dearest love,
would not for the world.
Mira. Yes, for a score of kingdoms you
should wrangle,

And I would call it fair play.
Alon.

If this prove
A vision of the island, one dear son
Shall I twice lose.
Seb.
A most high miracle!
Fer.Tho'the seas threaten,they are merciful:
I have curs'd them without cause.

Alon.

[FERD. kneels to ALON.
Now all the blessings

Of a glad father compass thee about!
Arise, and say how thou cam'st here.
Mira.

O! wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is!
O brave new
That has such people in't!
[world,

Pro.
'Tis new to thee.
Alon. What is this maid, with whom thou
wast at play?

Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three hours:
Is she the goddess that hath sever'd us,
And brought us thus together?

Fer.

Sir, she's mortal;
But, by immortal Providence, she's mine;
I chose her, when I could not ask my father
For his advice; nor thought I had one: she
Is daughter to this famous duke of Milan,
Of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before; of whom I have
Received a second life, and second father
This lady makes him to me.

Alon.
I am her's:
But O, how oddly will it sound, that I
Must ask my child forgiveness!
Pro.
There, sir, stop:

The king and queen there! that they were,
Myself were mudded in that oozy bed
Where my son lies. When did you lose your
daughter?
[lords Gon.
Po. In this last tempest. I perceive, these
At this encounter do so much admire,

Let us not burden our remembrances
With a heaviness that's gone.
I have inly wept,
Or should have spoken ere this. Look dowr
you gods,

• Whether.

+ Sorry

† Bearable.

Should become kings of Naples? O, rejoice
Beyond a common joy; and set it down
With gold on lasting pillars: In one voyage
Did Claribel her husband find at Tunis;
And Ferdinand, her brother, found a wife,
Where he himself was lost; Prospero his
dukedom,

In a poor isle; and all of us, ourselves,
When no man was his own*.

Alon.
Give me your hands:
[To FER. and MIR.
Let grief and sorrow still embrace his heart,
That doth not wish you joy!
Gon.
Be't so! Amen!
Re-enter ARIEL, with the Master and
Boatswain amazedly following.

O look, sir, look, sir; here are more of us! I prophesied, if a gallows were on land, This fellow could not drown:-Now, blasphemy, [shore? That swear'st grace o'erboard, not an oath on Hast thou no mouth by land? What is the news? [found

Boats. The best news is, that we have safely Our king and company: the next, our ship,Which, but three glasses since, we gave out split,

Is tight and yaret, and bravely rigg'd, as when
We first put out to sea.
Ari.

[Aside.

Sir, all this service Have I done since I went. Pro. My tricksy spirit! Alon. These are not natural even's; they strengthen, [hither? From strange to stranger:-Say, how came you Boats. If I did think, sir, I were well awake, I'd strive to tell you. We were dead of sleep, And (how, we know not,) all clapp'd under hatches, [noises Where, but even now, with strange and several Of rbaring, shrieking, howling, gingling chains, And more diversity of sounds, all horrible, We were awak'd; straightway, at liberty: Where we, in all her trim, freshly beheld Our royal, good, and gallant ship; our master Cap'ring to eye her: On a trice, so please you, Even in a dream, were we divided from them, And were brought moping hither.

Ari.

Was't well done?)

Pro. Bravely, my diligence. Thou [Aside. shalt be free.

Alon. This is as strange a maze as e'er men trbd:

And there is in this business more than nature
Was ever conduct of: some oracle
Must rectify our knowledge.

Pro.
Sir, my liege,
Do not infest your mind with beating on

In his senses. ↑ Ready.

And think of each thing well.-Come hither,
spirit;
[Aside.
Set Caliban and his companions free :
Untie the spell. [Exit ARIEL.] How fares
my gracious sir?

There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads, that you remember not.
Re-enter ARIEL, driving in CALIBAN, STE-
PHANO, and TRINCULO, in their stolen
apparel.

Ste. Every man shift for all the rest, and let no man take care for himself; for all is but fortune:-Coragio, bully-monster, Coragio!

Trin. If these be true spies which I wear in my head, here's a goodly sight.

Cal. O Setebos,these be brave spirits indeed!
How fine my master is! I am afraid
He will chastise me.

Seb.
Ha, ha;
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy them?

Ant.

Very like; one of them Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable. Pro. Mark but the badges of these men, my lords, [knave, Then say, if they be true:-This mis-shapen His mother was a witch; and one so strong That could controul the moon, make flows and ebbs,

And deal in her command, without her power: These three have robb'd me; and this demidevil

(For he's a bastard one,) had plotted with them
To take my life: two of these fellows you
Must know, and own; this thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.
Cal.
I shall be pinch'd to death.
Alon. Is not this Stephano, my drunken
butler?

Seb. He is drunk now: Where had he wine?
Alon. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: Where

should they

Find this grand liquor that hath gilded them ?How cam'st thou in this pickle?

Trin. I have been in such a pickle, since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing.

Seb. Why, how now, Stephano?

Ste. O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp.

Pro. You'd be king of the isle, sirrah?
Ste. I should have been a sore one then.
Alon. This is as strange a thing as e'er I

look'd on. [Pointing to CALIBAN. Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his manners As in his shape :-Go, sirrah, to my cell; Take with you your companions; as you look To have my pardon, trim it handsomely. § Conductor. Honest.

† Clever, adroit,

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