Ant. I am more serious than my custom: you Must be so too, if heed me; which to do, If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, By their own fear, or sloth. Seb. Pr'ythee, say on: The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim Ant. Thus, sir: Although this lord of weak remembrance, this (Who shall be of as little memory, When he is earth'd), hath here almost persuaded (For he's a spirit of persuasion only), The king, his son's alive; 'tis as impossible That he's undrown'd, as he that sleeps here swims. Seb. I have no hope That he's undrown'd. Ant. O, out of that no hope, What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is Another way so high an hope, that even Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with Ant. She that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Na ples Can have no note, unless the sun were post, We were all sea-swallow'd, though some cast again; Seb. What stuff is this-How say you? "Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; So is she heir of Naples; 'twixt which regions There is some space. Ant. A space whose every cubit Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel worse Than now they are: there be, that can rule Naples, As this Gonzalo; I myself could make A chough of as deep chat. O, that you bore And look, how well my garments sit upon me; Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe, • A bird of the jack-daw kind. And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, If he were that which now he's like; whom I, We say befits the hour. Seb. Thy case, dear friend, Shall be my precedent; as thou got'st Milan, I'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword: one stroke Ant. That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, (For else his project dies), to keep them living. [Sings in Gonzalo's ear. While you here do snoring lie, Open-ey'd Conspiracy His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Ant. Then let us both be sudden. • Ever. + Any hint. Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king! [They wake. Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you drawn? Wherefore this ghastly looking? Gon. What's the matter? Seb. Whiles we stood here securing your repose, Even now, we heard a hollow burst of bellowing Like bulls, or rather lions; did it not wake you? It struck mine ear most terribly. Alon. I heard nothing. Ant. 0, 'twas a din to fright a monster's car; To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar Of a whole herd of lions. Alon. Heard you this, Gonzalo ? Gon. Upon mine honour, sir, I heard a hum ming, And that a strange one too, which did awake me: For my poor son. Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts! For he is, sure, i' the island. Alon. Lead away. Ari. Prospero my lord shall know what I have done : So, king, go safely on to seek thy son. [Aside. [Exeunt, SCENE II. Another part of the Island. Enter Caliban, with a burden of wood. A noise of thunder heard. Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fail, and make him By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me, Sometimes like apes, that moe and chatter at me, Enter Trinculo. Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me, Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbardt that would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it Make mouths. † A black jack of leather, to hold beer. |