Each one, tripping on his toe,

Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, mafter? no ?

Pro. Dearly, my delicate Ariel; do not approach, 'Till thou dost hear me call.

Ari. Well, I conceive.

Pro. Look, thou be true; do not give dalliance

Too much the rein ; ftrongeft oaths are straw

To th' fire i'th blood: be more abftemious,
Or elfe, good night, your vow!-
Fer. I warrant you, Sir;

T

(Exit.

11.1 * Auk

The white, cold, virgin-fnow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.

Pro. Well.

Now come, my Ariel; bring a corollary,
Rather than want a fpirit; appear, and pertly or o

No tongue; all eyes; bè filent.

[To Ferdinand. [Soft Mufick.

A MASQUE Enter, Iris.

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Iris. Ceres, moft bounteous lady, thy rich leas

Of wheat, rye, barley, fetches bli ut

and smo Thy turfy mountains, where live nibling fheep, And flat meads thatch'd with ftover, them to keep; Thy banks with pionied, and tulip'd brims, Which fpungy April at thy heft betrims,

To make cold nymphs chafte crowns; and thy broom

groves,

Whofe fhadow the difmiffed bachelor loves,.

Being lafs-lorn; thy pole-clipt vineyard,
And thy fea-marge fteril, and rocky hard,

Where thou thyfelf do'ft air; the Queen o'th' fky,
Whose watry arch and meffenger am I,

Bids thee leave thefe; and with her Sov'reign Grace,
Here on this grafs-plot, in this very place,

To come and fport; her peacocks fly amain:

Approach, rich Ceres, her to entertain.

Enter

Enter Ceres.

Cer. Hail, many-colour'd meffenger, that ne'er
Do'ft difobey the wife of Jupiter:

Who, with thy faffron wings, upon my flowers
Diffuseft honey drops, refreshing showers;
And with each end of thy blue bow do'ft crown
My bofky acres, and my unfhrub'd down,
Rich fcarf to my proud earth; why hath thy Queen
Summon'd me hither, to this fhort-grafs green?
Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate,
And fome donation freely to estate

On the blefs'd lovers.

Cer. Tell me, heav'nly bow,

If Venus or her son, as thou do'st know,
Do now attend the Queen: fince they did plot
The means, that dufky Dis my daughter got,
Her and her blind boy's scandal'd company
I have forfworn.

Iris. Of her fociety

Be not afraid; I met her deity

Cutting the clouds towards Paphos, and her fon
Dove-drawn with her; here thought they to have done
Some wanton charm upon this man and maid,

Whofe vows are, that no bed-right fhall be paid
"Till Hymen's torch be lighted; but in vain

Mars's hot minion is return'd again;

Her wafpifh-headed fon has broke his arrows;

Swears, he will fhoot no more, but play with sparrows, And be a boy right-out.

Cer. High Queen of state,

Great Juno, comes; I know her by her gate.

[Juno defcends, and enters. Jun. How does my bounteous fifter? go with me To blefs this twain, that they may profp'rous be,

And honour'd in their iffue.

Jun. Honour, riches, marriage-blefing,
Long continuance and increafing,
Hourly joys be fill upon you!
Juno fings her blessings on you:

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Cer.

Cer. Earth's increase, and foyfon-plenty, (14)
Barns and garners never empty,
Vines, with clufiring bunches growing,
Plants, with goodly burden bowing,
Spring come to you, at the fartheft,
In the very end of harvest!
Scarcity and want shall fun you;
Ceres' bleffing fo is on you.

Fer. This is a most majeftic vifion, and
Harmonious charmingly may I be bold
To think thefe fpirits?

Pro. Spirits, which by mine art

I have from their confines call'd to enac
My prefent fancies.

Fer. Let me live here ever;

So rare a wonder'd father, and a wife,
Make this place paradife.

Pro. Sweet now, filence:

Juno and Ceres whifper feriously;

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There's fomething elfe to do; huh, and be mute,
Or else our spell is marr'd.

land

Juno and Ceres hifper, and fend Iris on employment. Iris. You nymphs, call'd Nayads, of the winding brooks, With your fedg'd crowns, and ever-harmless looks, Leave your crifp channels, and on this green Answer your fummons, Juno does command: Come, temperate nymphs, and help to celebrate A contract of true love; be not too late. * slabor i

Enter certain Nymphs."

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You fun-burn'd ficklemen, of August weary, d
Come hither from the furrow, and be merry;

(14) Earth's Increase,] All the Editions, that I have ever seen, concur in placing this whole Sonnet to Funo but very abfurdly, in my Opinion. I believe, every accurate Reader, who is acquainted with poetical Hiftory, and the diftinct Offices of these two Goddeffes, and who then ferionfly reads over our Author's Lines, will agree with Me, that Ceres's Name ought to have been placed where I have now prefix'd it,

Make

Make holy-day; your rye-ftraw 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, Profpero farts fuddenly, and Speaks; after which, to a frange, bollow and confused noise, they vanifh heavily. Pro. I had forgot that foul confpiracy Of the beaft Caliban, and his confed'rates, Against my life; the minute of their plot

Is almoft come.

Well done, avoid; no more.

Fer. This is moft ftrange; your father's in fome paffion That works him strongly.

Mira. Never till this day

Saw 1 him touch'd with anger fo diffemper'd.
Pro. You look, my son, in a mov'd fort,
As if you were difmay'd; be chearful, Sir
Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all fpirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air;
And, like the bafelefs fabrick of this vifion,
The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The folemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all, which it inherit, fhall diffolve;
And, like this infubflantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind! we are fuch ftuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a fleep.Sir, I am vext;
-Bear with my weakness, my old brain is troubled :
Be not disturb'd with my infirmity;

If thou be pleas'd, retire into my cell,

And there repofe: a turn or two I'll walk,'

To ftill my beating mind.

Fer. Mira. We wish your peace.

Pro. Come with a thought;

Ariel, come,

[Exe. Fer. and Mir. I thank you:

Profpero comes forward from the Cell; enter, Ariel to him. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to; what's thy pleasure ?

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Pro.

Pro. Spirit,

We must prepare to meet with Caliban.

Ari. Ay, my commander; when I prefented Ceres, I thought to have told thee of it; but I fear'd, r Left I might anger thee..

Pro. Say again, where didft thou leave these varlets ? Ari. I told you, Sir, they were red hot with drinking; So full of valour, that they fmote the air

For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kiffing of their feet; yet always bending
Towards their project. Then I beat my tabor,
At which, like unbackt colts, they prickt their cars,
Advanc'd their eye-lids, lifted up their noses,
As they fmelt mufick; fo I charm'd their ears,
That, calf-like, they my lowing follow'd through
'Tooth'd-briars, fharp furzes, pricking gofs and thorns,
Which enter'd their frail fhins: at laft I left them
1'th' filthy mantled pool beyond your cell,

There dancing up to th' chins, that the foul lake.
O'er-ftunk their feet.

Pro. This was well done, my bird;

Thy shape invisible retain thou ftill;,
The trumpery in my houfe, go bring it hither,
For ftale to catch thefe thieves,
Ari. I go, I go.

Pro. A devil, a born devil, on whofe nature
Nurture can never ftick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all loft, quite loft;
And, as with age, his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers; I will plague them all,
Even to roaring: come, hang them on this line.

[Exit.

[Profpero remains invifible.

Enter Ariel loaden with gliftering apparel, &c.
Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all wet.

Enter

Cal. Pray you, tread foftly, that the blind mole may not Hear a foot fall; we now are near his cell.

Ste. Monfter, your Fairy, which you fay is a harmless Fairy, has done little better than plaid the Jack with us.

› Trin.