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Hear a little further, O'the drcadful thunder-claps,"more momentary And then I'll bring thee to the present business And sight outrunning were not: the fire, and cracks Which now's upon us; without the which, this of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune Were most impertinent.

(story Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold

waves tremble; Mird.

Wherefore did they not Yea, his dread trident shake. That hour destroy us?


My brare spirit! Pro.

Well demanded, wench; Who was so firm, so constant, that this coil My tale provokes that question. Dear, they durst Would not infect his reason? rot;


Not a soul (So dear the love my people bore me) nor set But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd & mart so bloody on the business; but

Some tricks of desperation : all, but mariners, With colours fairer painted their foul ends. Plung'd in the foaining brine, and quit the vessel, In few, they hurried us aboard a bark;

Then all a-fire with me: the king's son, Ferdinand, Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepard With hair up starting (then like reeds, not hair) A rotten carcass of a boat, not rigg'd,

Was the first man that leap'd; cried, Hell is empty, Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats

And all the devils are here. Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us, . Pro.

Why, that's my spirit! To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh But was not this nigh shore? To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Ari.

Close by, my master. Did us but loving wrong.

Pro. But are they, Ariel, safe?
Alack! what trouble Ari.

Not a hair perish'd ; Was I then to you!

On their sustaining garments not a blemish, Pro. 0! a cherubim

But fresher than before and, as thou bad'st me, Thou wast, that did preserve me! Thou didst smile, In troops I have dispers'd them 'bout the isle: Infused with a fortitude from heaven,

The king's son have I landed by himself; When I have deck'd the sea with drops full salt; Whom I left cooling of the air with sighs, Under my burden groand; which rais'd in me In an odd angle of the isle, and sitting, An undergoing stomach, to bear up

His arms in this sad knot. Against what should ensue.


of the king's ship, Nira.

How came we ashore? The mariners, say, how thou hast dispos'd, Pro. By Providence divine.

And all the rest o'the fleet? Some food we had, and some fresh water, that Ari,

Safely in harbour A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,

Is the king's ship; in the deep nook, where once Out of his charity (who being then appointed Thou call'dst me up at midnight to fetch dew Master of this design) did give us; with

From the still-vex'd Bermoothes, there she's bid : Rich garments, linens, stuffs, and necessaries, The mariners all under hatches stowed ; Which since have steaded much ; so, of his gentle. Whom, with a charm join'd to their suffer'd labour, Knowing I lor'd my books, he furnish'd me, [ness, I have left asleep: and for the rest o'the fleet, From my own library, with volumes that Which I dispers'a, they all have met again ; I prize above my dukedom.

And are upon the Mediterranean flote, Mira.

Would I might Bound sadly home for Naples ; But ever see that man!

Supposing that they saw the king's ship wreck'd, Pro. Now I arise :

And his great person perish. Sit still, and hear the last of our sca-sorrow.


Ariel, thy charge Here in this island we arriv'd; and here

Exactly is perform'd; but there's more work: Have I, thy school-master, made thee more profit What is the time o'the day? Than other princes can, that have more time Ari.

Past the mid season. For vainer hours, and tutors not so careful.

Pro. At least two glasses : the time 'twixt six and Mira. Heavens thank you for't! And now, I Must by us both be spent most preciously, (now, pray you, sir,

Ari. Is there more toil? Since thou dost give me (For still 'tis beating in my mind), your reason

pains, For raising this sea-storm?

Let me remember thee what thou hast promis'd, Pro.

Know thus far forth. Which is not yet perform'd me. By aceident most strange, bountiful fortune,


How now? moody? Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies

What is't thou canst demand? Brought to this shore: and by my prescience


My liberty. I find my zenith doth depend upon

Pro. Before the time be out? no more. A most auspicious star; whose influence


I pray thee If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes

Remember, I have done thee worthy service; Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions; Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, servd Thou art inclin'd to sleep ; 'tis a good dulness, Without or grudge, or grumblings: thou didst And give it way;-I know thou canst not choose. To bate me a full year.

(promise (Miru: da sleeps. Pro.

Dost thou forget Come away, servant, come: I'm ready now; From what a torment I did free thee? Approach, my Ariel ; come.


Pro. Thou dost : and think'st
Enter Ariel.

It much to tread the ooze of the salt deep;
Ari. Afi hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To run upon the sharp wind of the north;
To answer thy best pleasure; be't to fly,

To do me business in the veins o'the earth, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride

When it is bak'd with frost. On the curl'd clouds; to thy strong bidding, task Ari.

I do not, sir. Ariel, and all his quality.

Pro. Thou liest, malignant thing! Hast thon Hast thou, spirit,

forgot Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee? The foul witch Sycorax, who, with age and envy, Ari. To every article.

Was grown into a hoop hast thou forgot her? I buarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Ari. No, sir.

Ttell me. Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin,

Pro. Thou hast: where was she born ? speak; I flam'd amazement: sometimes, I'd divide, Ari. Sir, in Argier. And burn in many places; on the top-mast,


0, was she so? I must, The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly : JOnce in a month, recount what thou hast been, Then meet, and join : Jove's lightnings, the pre- Which thou forget'st. This damn'd witch, Sycorax, cursors

For mischiefs manifold, and sorceries terrible


To enter human hearing, from Argier,

All exercise on thee: thou shalt be pinch'd Thou know'st, was banishd; for one thing she did, As thick as honey-combs, each pinch more stinging They would not take her life: Is not this true ? Than bees that made them. Ari. Ay, sir.


I must eat my dinner. Pro. This blue-ey'd hag was hither brought with This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, child,

Which thou tak'st from me. When thou camest first, And here was left by the sailors : Thou, my slave, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me; wouldst As thou report'st thyself, wast then her servant :

give me And, for thou wast a spirit too delicate

Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To act her earthy and abhorr'd commands, To name the bigger light, and how the less, Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd thee, By help of her more potent ministers,

And shew'd thee all the qualities o'the isle, And in her most unmitigable rage,

The fresh springs, brine pits, barren place, and ferInto a cloven pine; within which rift

Cursed be I that did so ! All the charms

(tile; Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain

Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! A dozen years; within which space she died, For I am all the subjects that you have, [me And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy Which first was mine own king: and here you sty groans,

In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me As fast as mill-wheels strike: Then was this island, The rest of the island. (Save for the son that she did litter here,


Thou most lying slave, A freckled whelp, hag-born,) not honour'd with Whom stripes may move, not kindness: I have us'd A human shape.

thee, Ari. Yes; Caliban her son.

Filth as thou art, with human care; and lodg'd thee Pro. Dall thing, I say so; he, that Caliban, In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate Whom now I keep in service. Thou best know'st The honour of my child. What torment I did find thee in: thy groans

Cal. O ho, o ho !'would it had been done! Did make wolves howl, and penetrate the breasts Thou didst prevent me; I had peopled else Of ever-angry bears; it was a torment

This isle with Calibans. To lay upon the damn'd, which Sycorax


Abhorred slave; Could not again undo; it was mine art,

Which any print of goodness will not take, When I arriv'd, and heard thee, that made gape Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, [hour The pine, and let thee out.

Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each Ari.

I thank thee, master. One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage, Pro. If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till

A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.

With words that made them known: But thy vile Ari.

Pardon, master :

[natures I will be correspondent to command,

Though thou didst learn, had that in't which good And do my sprighting gently.

Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Pro.

Do so; and after two days Deservedly confin'd into this rock, I will discharge thee.

Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. Ari.

That's my noble master! Cal. You taught me language, and my profit on't What shall I do? say what? what shall I do? Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you,

Pro. Go make thyself like a nymph of the sea; For learning me your language ! Be subject to no sight but thine and mine; invisible

Hag-seed, hence ! To every eye-ball else. Go, take this shape, Fetch us in fuel ; and be quick, thou wert best, And hither come in't: go hence, with diligence. To answer other business. Shrug'st thou, malice?

[Erit Ariel. If thou neglect'st, or dost unwillingly Awake, dear heart, awake! thou hast slept well; What I command, I'll rack thee with old cramps; Awake!

Fill all thy bones with aches; make thee roar, Mira. The strangeness of your story put

That beasts shall tremble at thy din. Heaviness in me.


No, pray thee! Pro. Shake it off: come on;

I must obey: his art is of such power, (Aside. We'll visit Caliban, my slave, who never

It would control my dam's god, Setebos, Yields us kind answer.

And make a vassal of him. Mira. "Tis a villain, sir,


So, slave; hence! I do not love to look on.

(Exit Caliban. Pro.

But, as 'tis,
We cannot miss him: he does make our fire,

Re-enter Ariel invisible, playing and singing ; FerFetch in our wood; and serves in offices

dinand following him.

( That profit us. What, ho! slave! Caliban!

ARIEL'S SONG. Thou earth, thou ! speak.

Come unto these yellow sands,
Cal. (Within) There's wood enough within.

And then take hands :
Pro. Come forth, I say; there's other business Court'sied when you have, and kissid,
Come, thou tortoise! when ?

[for thee;

(The wild waves n'hist,) Re-enter Ariel, like a Water-Nymph.

Foot it featly here and there ;

And, sweet sprites, the burden bear. Fine apparition! Ms quaint Ariel,

Hark, hark! Hark in thine ear.

Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [Dispersedly. Ari. My lord, it shall be done. (Exit.

The watch-dogs bark : Pro. Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil him. Bur. Bowgh, wowgh. [Dispersedly. Upon thy wicked dam, come forth!


Hark, hark! I hear
Enter Caliban.

The strain of strutting chanticlere,

Cry, Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cal. As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd Fer. Where should this music be? i'the air, or With raven's feather from un wholesome fen,

the earth? Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, It sounds no more :--and sure, it waits upon And blister you all o'er!

Some god of the island. Sitting on a bank, Pro. For this, be sure, to-night thou shalt have Weeping again the king my father's wreck, cramps,

This music crept by me upon the waters ; ! Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up; urchins Allaying both their fury, and my passion, Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, With its sweet air: thence I have follow'd it,


[He drans.


Or it hath drawn me rather:

-But 'tis gone.

Follow me. (To Ferd. No, it begins again.

Speak not you for him; he's a traitor.--Come, Ariel sings.

I'll manacle thy neck and feet together : Full fathom five thy father lies ;

Sea-water shalt thou drink, thy food shall be of his bones are coral made;

The fresh-brook muscles, wither'd roots, and husks Those are pearls that were his eyes ;

Wherein the acorn cradled: Follow
Nothing of him that doth fade,


No; But doth suffer a sea-change

I will resist such entertainment, till Into something rich and strange.

Mine enemy has more power. Sea-Nymphs hourly ring his knell :


O dear father, Hark now I hear them,-ding-dong, bell. Make not too rash a trial of him, for

(Burden, ding-dong. He's gentle, and not fearful. Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father; Pro.

What, I say, This is no mortal business, nor no sound

My foot my tutor Put thy sword up, traitor; That the earth owes :-I hear it now above me. Who mak'st a show, but dar'st not strike, thy con. Pro. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,

science and say, what thou seest yond'.

Is so possess'd with guilt: come from thy ward; Mira.

What is't? a spirit ? For I can here disarm thee with this stick,
Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, And make thy weapon drop.
It carries a brave form : But 'tis a spirit. [senses Mira.

Beseech you, father!
Pro. No, wench; it eats and sleeps, and hath such Pro. Hence; hang not on my garments.
As we have, such : This gallant, which thou seest,

Sir, have pity; Was in the wreck; and but he's something stain'di'll be his surety. With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st Pro.

Silence : one word more call him

Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee. What! A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows, An advocate for an impostor? hush! And strays about to find them.

Thou think'st there are no more such shapes as he, Mira.

I might call him Having seen but him and Caliban; Foolish wench! A thing divine; for nothing natural

To the most of men this is a Caliban,
I ever saw so noble.

And they to him are angels.
It goes on,
[Aside. Mira,

My affections
As my sonl prompts it : Spirit, fine spirit! I'll free Are then most humble; 1 have no ambition
Within two days for this.

[thee To see a goodlier man. Fer. Most sure, the goddess


Come on; obey: [To Ferd. On whom these airs attend !_Vouchsafe, my prayer Thy nerves are in their infancy again, May know, if you remain upon this island; And have no vigour in them. And that you will some good instruction give, Fer.

So they are : How I may bear me here : My prime request, My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. Which I do last pronounce, is, o you wonder ! My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, If yon be made, or no ?

The wreck of all my friends, or this man's threats, Mira. No wonder, sir;

To whom I am subdued, are but light to me, But, certainly 'a maid.

Might I but through my prison once a day Fer.

My language! heavens-Behold this maid : all corners else o'the earth
I am the best of them that speak this speech, Let liberty make use of; space enough
Were I but where 'tis spoken.

Have 1 in such a prison.
How ! the best? Pro.

It works :-Come on, What wert thou, if the king of Naples heard thee? Thou hast done well, fine Ariel !-Follow me.Fer. A single thing, as I am now, that wonders

[To Ferdinand and Miranda. To hear thee speak of Naples : He does hear me; Hark, what thou else shalt do me. [TO Ariel. And, that he does, I weep: myself am Naples; Mira.

Be of comfort; Who with mine eyes, ne'er since at ebb, beheld My father's of a better nature, sir,

i The king my father wreck'd.

Than he appears by speech; this is unwonted, Mira.

Alack, for mercy! Which now came from him. Per. Yes, faith, and all his fords; the duke of


Thou shalt be as free And his brave son, being twain,

(Milan, As mountain winds : but then exactly do Pro.

The duke of Milan, All points of my command. And his more braver daughter, could control thee,


To the syllable. If now 'twere fit to do't :-At the first sight (Aside.

P10. Come, follow: speak not for him. [Exeunt,
They have chang'd eyes - Delicate Ariel,
I'll set thee free for this ! A word, good sir;
I fear, you have done yourself some wrong: a word.

Mira. Why speaks my father so ungently? This
Is the third man that e'er I saw; the first

SCENE I. Another part of the Island.
That e'er ! sigh'd for: pity move my father
To be inclind my way!

Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Fer. 0, if a virgin,

Francisco, and others. And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you Gon. 'Beseech you, sir, be merry: you have cause The queen of Naples.

(So have we all) of joy; for our escape Pro.

Soft, sir : one word more.- is much beyond our loss : Our hint of woe They are both in either's powers: but this swift is common : every day, some sailor's wife, business

The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, must uneasy make, lest too light winning (Aside. Have just our theme of woe: but for the miracle, That thou attend me: thou dost here usurp (thee, Can speak like us: then' wisely, good sir, weigh The name thou ow'st not; and hast put thyself Our sorrow with our comfort. Upon this island, as a spy, to win it


Pr'ythee, peace. From me, the lord on't.

Seb. He receives comfort like cold porridge.
No, as I am a man.

Ant. The visitor will not give him o'er so. Mira. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a Seb. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; temple :

By and by it will strike. If the ill spirit have so fair an house,

Gon. Sir, Good things will strive to dwell with't.

Seb. One: Tell

Gon. When every grief is entertain'd, that's now as fresh, as when we were at Tunis at the Comes to the entertainer

(offer'd, marriage of your daughter, who is now queen, Seb. A dollar.

Ant. And the rarest that e'er came there. Gon. Dolour comes to him, indeed; you have Seb. 'Bate, I beseech you, widow Dido. spoken truer than you purposed,

Ant. 0, widow Dido; ay, widow Dido. Seb. You have taken it wiselier than I meant Gon. Is not, sir, my doublet as fresh as the first you should.

day I wore it? I mean, in a sort. Gon. Therefore, my lord,

Ant. That sort was well fish'd for. Ant. Fie, what a spendthrift is he of his tongue ! Gunt. When I wore it at your daughter's marriage? Alon. I prythee spare.

Alon. You cram these words into mine ears, Gon. Well, I have done : But yet

against Seb. He will be talking.

The stomach of my sense : 'would I had never Ant. Which of them, he, or Adrian, for å good Married my daughter there! for, coming thence, wager, first begins to crow?

My son is lost; and, in my rate, she too, Scb. The old cock.

Who is so far from Italy remov'd, Ant. The cockrel.

I ne'er again shall see her. Othou mine heir Seb. Done: the wager ?

Of Naples and of Milan, what strange fish Ant. A laughter.

Hath made his meal on thee! Seb. A match.


Sir, he may lise; Adr. Though this island seem to be desert,-

I saw him beat the surges under him, Seb. Ha, ha, ha!

And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Ant. So, you've pay'd.

Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted Adr. Uninhabitable, and almost inaccessible, The surge most swoln that met him: his bold head Seb. Yet,

'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oard Adr. Yet

Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke Ant. He could not miss it.

To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, Adr. It must needs be of subtle, tender, and de- As stooping to relieve him: I doubt not, licate temperance.

He came alive to land. Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.


No, no, he's gone. Seb. Aye, and a subtle; as he most learnedly de

Seb. Sir, you may thank yourself for this great livered.


(ter, Adr, The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. That would not bless our Europe with your daughSeb. As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.

But rather lose her to an African; Ant. Or, as 'twere perfumed by a fen.

Where she, at least, is banish'd from your eye, Gon. Here is every thing advantageous to life.

Who hath cause to wet the grief on't. Ant. True; save means to live.


Pr'ythee, peace. Seb. Of that there's none, or little.

Seb. You were kneel'd to, and importun'd other. Gon. How lush and lusty the grass looks ? how By all of us; and the fair soul herself [wise green ?

Weigh'd, between lothness and obedience, at Ant, The ground, indeed, is tawny.

Which end o'the beam she bow'd. We have lost Seb. With an eye of green in't,

your son, Ant. He misses not much.

I fear, for ever : Milan and Naples have Seb. No; he doth but mistake the truth totally. More widows in them of this business' making, Gon. But the rarity of it is (which is indeed al-Than we bring men to comfort them: the faults most beyond credit)

Your own. Seb. As many vouch'd rarities are.

Alon. So is the dearest of the loss. Gon. That our garments, being, as they were,


'My totd Sebastian, drenched in the sea, hold, notwithstanding, their The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness, freshness, and glosses; being rather new dy d, than And time to speak it in: you rub the sore, 'stain'd with salt water.

When you should bring the plaster. Ant. If but one of his pockets could speak, would


Very well. it not say, He lies?

Ant. And most chirurgeonly.
Seb. Ay, or very falsely pocket up his report, Gon. It is foul weather in us all, good sir,
Gon. Methinks, our garments are now as fresh as When you are cloudy.
when we put them on first in Africk, at the mar-


Foul weather? riage of the king's fair daughter Claribel to the


Very font. king of Tunis.

Gon. Had I plantation of this isle, my lord, Seb. 'Twas a sweet marriage, and we prosper

Ant. He'd sow it with nettle-seed. well in our return.


Or docks, or mallows. Adr. Tunis was never grac'd before with such a Gon. And were the king of it, What would I do? paragon to their queen.

Seb. 'Scape being drunk, for want of wine, Gon. Not since widow Dido's time.

Gon. I'the commonwealth I would by contraries Ant. Widow ? a pox o'that! How came that wi- Execute all things: for no kind of traffic dow in 2 Widow Dido!

Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Seb. What if he had said, widower Æneas too? Letters should not be known; riches, poverty, good lord, how you take it!

And use of service, none; contract, successions, Adr. Widow Dido, said you ? you make me study Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none: of that: She was of Carthage, not of Tunis. No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : Gon. This Tunis, sir, was Carthage.

No occupation; all men idle, all; Adr. Carthage ?

And women too; but innocent and pure! *1. Gon. I assure you, Carthage.

No sovereignty Ant. His word is more than the miraculous harp. Seb.

And yet he would be king on't. Seb. He hath rais'd the wall, and houses too. Ant. The latter end of his commonwealth forgets

Ant. What impossible matter will he make easy the beginning. next?

Gon. All things in common, nature should proSeb. I think he will carry this island home in his

duce pocket, and give it his son for an apple.

Without sweat or endeavour: treason, felony, Ant. And, sowing the kernels of it in the sea, Sword, pike, knife, gun, nor need of any engine, bring forth more islands.

Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, Gon. Ay.

Of its own kind, all foizon, all abundance,
Ant. Why, in good time.

To feed my innocent people.
Gon. Sir, we were talking, that our garments seem Seb. No marrying 'mong his subjects ?


Ant. Nonè, man; all idle; whores, and knaves. The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclain

Gon. I would with such perfection govern, sir, A matter from thee; and a birth, indeed,
To excel the golden age.

Which throes thee much to yield.
Save his majesty ! Ant.

Thus, sir : Ant. Long live Gonzalo !

Although this lord of weak remembrance, this Gon.

And, do you mark me, sir ?- (Who shall be of as little memory, Alon. Priythee, no more: thou dost talk nothing When he is earth'd,) hath here almost persuaded to me.

(For he's a spirit of persuasion, only Gon. I do well believe your highness; and did it Professes to persuade) the king, his son's alive; to minister occasion to these gentlemen, who are "Tis as impossible that he's undrown'a, of such sensible and nimble lungs, that they always As he that sleeps here, swims. use to laugh at nothing.

Seb, I have no hope Ant. "Twas you we laugh'd at.

That he's undrown'd. Gor. Who, in this kind of merry fooling, am no- Ant.

0, out of that no hop, thing to you: so you may continue, and laugh at What great hope have you! no hope, that way, is nothing still.

Another way so high an hope, that even Ant. What a blow was there given ?

Ambition cannot pierce a wink beyond, Seb. An it had not fallen flat-long.

But doubts discovery there. Will you grant, with Gon. You are gentlemen of brave mettle; you

me, would lift the moon out of her sphere, if she would That Ferdinand is drown'd ? continue in it five weeks without changing.


He's gone.

Then, tell me, Enter Ariel invisible, playing solemn musick.

Who's the next heir of Naples ? Seb. We would so, and then go a bat-fowling.


Claribel. Ant. Nay, good my lord, be not angry.

Ant. Shé that is queen of Tunis; she that dwells Gon. No, I warrant you; I will not adventure my Ten leagues beyond man's life; she that from Naples discretion so weakly. Will you laugh me asleep, can have no note, unless the sun were post, for I am very heavy?

(The man i'th' moon's too slow,) till new-born chins Ant. Go sleep, and hear us.

Be rough and razorable: she, from whom [All sleep but Alon. Seb. and Ant. We all were sea-swallow'd, though some cast again Alon. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes And, by that, destin'd to perform an act, Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts : 1 Whereof what's past is prologue; what to come, They are inclin'd to do so.

(find, In yours and my discharge. Seb. Please you, sir,

What stuff is this ?-How say you? Do not omit the heavy offer of it:

"Tis true, my brother's daughter's queen of Tunis; It seldom visits sorrow; when it doth,

So is she heir of Naples ; 'twixt which regions It is a comforter.

There is some space.
We two, my lord,


A space whose every cubit Wil guard your person, while you take your rest, Seems to cry out, How shall that Claribel And watch your safety.

Measure as back to Naples ?-Keep in Tunis, Alon.

Thank you : Wondrous heavy. And let Sebastian wake !_Say, this were death

[Alonso sleeps. Exit Ariel. That now hath seiz'd them; why, they were no worse Seb. What a strange drowsiness possesses them! Than now they are: There be, that can rule Naples, Ant. It is th' quality of th' climate.

As well as he that sleeps; lords, that can prate Seb.

Why As amply, and unnecessarily,
Doth it not then our eye-lids sink? I find not As this Gonzalo; I myself could make
Myself dispos'd to sleep.

A chough of as deep chat. 0, that you bore

Nor I; my spirits are nimble. The mind that I do! what a sleep were this They fell together all, as by consent;

For your advancement! Do you understand me? They droppd, as by a thunder-stroke. What might, Seb. Methinks, I do. Worthy Sebastian 2-0, what might ?--No more: Ant.

And how does your content And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face,

Tender your own good fortune ? What thou should'st be: th' occasion speaks thee; Seb.

I remember, My strong imagination sees a crown (and You did supplant your brother Prospero. Dropping upon thy head.


True : Sel.

What, art thou waking ? And, look, how well my garments sit upon me; Ant. Do you not hear me speak?

Much feater than before : My brother's servants Seb.

I'do; and, surely, Were then my fellows, now they are my men. It is a sleepy language; and thou speak'st

Seb. But, for your conscience Out of thy sleep: What is it thou didst say ?

Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that ? if it were a kybe, This is a strange repose, to be asleep

'Twould put me to my slipper; But I feel net With eyes wide open ; standing, speaking, moving. This deity in my bosom : twenty consciences, And yet so fast asleep.

That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they, Ant.

Noble Sebastian, And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother, Thou let'st thy fortune sleep-die rather ; wink'st No better than the earth he lies upon,

(whom I, Whiles thou art waking in

If he were that which now he's like, that's dead; Seb.

Thou dost snore distinctly: With this obedient steel, three inches of it, There's meaning in thy snores.

Can lay to bed for ever: whiles you, doing thus, Ant. I am more serious than my custom : you To the perpetual wink for aye might put Must be so too, if heed me; which to do,

This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who Trebles thee o'er.

Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest, Seb.

Well, I am standing water. They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk; Ant. I'll teach you how to flow.

They'll tell the clock to any business that Seb.

Do so : to ebi, We say befits the hour. Hereditary sloth instructs me.


Thy case, dear friend, 0,

Shall be my precedent; 'as thou got'st Milan, If you but knew, how you the purpose cherish, L'll come by Naples. Draw thy sword : one stroke Whiles thus you mock it! how, in stripping it,

Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st; You more invest it! Ebbing men, indeed, And I the king shall love thee. Most often do so near the bottom run,


Draw together : 3y their own fear, or sloth,

And when I rear my hand, do you the like Seb.

Pr‘ythee, say on: To fall it on Gonzalo.

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