Cal Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, The clouds, methought, would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that when I wak'd I cry'd to dream again. Ste. This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing. Cal. When Prospero is destroyed. Ste. That shall be by and by: I remember the story. Trin. The sound is going away: let's follow it, and Ste. Now, forward with your tale.-Pr'ythee stand after do our work. farther off. Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time, I'll beat him too. Ste. Stand farther.-Come, proceed. Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I' the afternoon to sleep: then thou may'st brain him, As great'st does least. Is it so brave a lass? Ste. Cal. Ay, lord; she will become thy bed, I warrant, And bring thee forth brave brood. Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be king and queen; (save our graces!) and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys.-Dost thou like the plot, Trinculo? Trin. Excellent. Ste. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep; Wilt thou destroy him then? Ste. Ay, on mine honour. Ari. This will I tell my master. Cal. Thou mak'st me merry: I am full of pleasure. Let us be jocund: will you troll the catch You taught me but while-ere? Ste. At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any reason. Come on, Trinculo, let us sing. [Sings. Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and flout 'em ; Thought is free. Cal. That's not the tune. [ARIEL plays the tune on a Tabor and Pipe. Ste. What is this same? Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture of No-body. Ste. If thou beest a man, show thyself in thy likeness: if thou beest a devil, take't as thou list. Trin. O, forgive me my sins! Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow.-I would, I could see this taborer: he lays it on. Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow, Stephano. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Another part of the Island. Enter ALONSO, SEBASTIAN, ANTONIO, GONZALO, ADRIAN, FRANCISCO, and Others. Gon. By'r la'kin, I can go no farther, sir; My old bones ake: here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your patience, I needs must rest me. Alon. Old lord, I cannot blame thee, Who am myself attach'd with weariness, To the dulling of my spirits: sit down, and rest. Even here I will put off my hope, and keep it No longer for my flatterer: he is drown'd, Whom thus we stray to find; and the sea mocks Our frustrate search on land. Well, let him go. Ant. I am right glad that he's so out of hope. [Aside to SEBASTIAN. The next advantage Let it be to-night; Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose Seb. I say, to-night: no more. [Solemn and strange music; and PROSPERO above, invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bringing in a banquet: they dance about it with gentle actions of salutations; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart.] Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark! Gon. Marvellous sweet music! Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens! What were these? Ant. Seb. A living drollery. Now I will believe I should report this now, would they believe me? Gon. Faith, sir, you need not fear. When we were boys, (For that's my business to you) that you three He vanishes in thunder: then, to soft music, enter the Shapes again, and dance with mocks and mowes, and carry out the table. Pro. [Above.] Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou Who would believe that there were mountaineers Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging at Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring. them Of my instruction hast thou nothing 'bated, In what thou hadst to say: so, with good life Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Alon. I will stand to, and feed, Thunder and lightning. Enter ARIEL like a harpy, claps his wings upon the table, and, with a quaint device, the banquet vanishes. Ari. You are three men of sin, whom destiny (That hath to instrument this lower world, And what is in't) the never-surfeited. sea Hath caused to belch up, and on this island Where man doth not inhabit; you 'mongst men Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad; And even with such like valour men hang and drown Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate: the elements, [ALON., SEB., &c. draw their Swords. Your swords are now too massy for your strengths, SCENE I.-Before PROSPERO'S Cell. I tender to thy hand. All thy vexations Their several kinds have done. My high charms work, In their distractions: they now are in my power; Alon. [Exit. But one fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er. ACT IV. Hast strangely stood the test: here, afore Heaven, I ratify this my rich gift. O Ferdinand! Do not smile at me that I boast her off, For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise, Fer. Against an oracle. I do believe it, Pro. Then, as my gift, and thine own acquisition [Exeunt. Now come, my Ariel! bring a corollary, [Soft music. A Masque. Enter IRIS. Iris. Ceres, most bounteous lady, thy rich leas Of wheat, rye, barley, vetches, oats, and peas; Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep; Thy banks with pioned and tilled brims, Which spongy April at thy hest betrims, To make cold nymphs chaste crowns; and thy brown groves, Whose shadow the dismissed bachelor loves, [Juno descends slowly. Cer. Hail, many-colour'd messenger, that ne'er Dost disobey the wife of Jupiter; Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers Diffusest honey-drops, refreshing showers; And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bosky acres, and my unshrubb'd down, Rich scarf to my proud earth; why hath thy queen Summon'd me hither, to this short-graz'd green? Iris. A contract of true love to celebrate, And some donation freely to estate Enter certain Nymphs. You sun-burn'd sicklemen, of August weary, Enter certain Reapers, properly habited: they join with Fer. This is strange: your father's in some passion That works him strongly. If you be pleas'd retire into my cell, And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk, Fer. Mira. Enter ARIEL. Ari. Thy thoughts I cleave to. What's thy pleasure? 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 varlets? Which enter'd their frail skins: at last I left them [Exit. Ari. I go, I go. 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. ARIEL hangs them on the line, and with PROSPERO remains unseen. 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 Jack 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? should take a displeasure against you; look you,— If I 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 hood-wink 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? This is the mouth o' the cell: no noise, and enter: Do that good mischief, which may make this island Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, For aye 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! [Seeing the apparel. 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, From toe to crown he'll fill our skins with pinches ; Ste. 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 level," is an excellent pass of pate; there's another garment for't. 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, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villainous low. Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers help to bear this away, where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll turn you out of my kingdom. Go to; carry this. Trin. And this. Ste. Ay, and this. [A 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 my goblins that they grind their joints With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them, Than pard, or cat o' mountain. [Cries and roaring. Ari. Hark! they roar. Pro. Let them be hunted soundly. At this hour Lie at my mercy all mine enemies: Shortly shall all my labours end, and thou Shalt have the air at freedom: for a little, Follow, and do me service. [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I.-Before the Cell of PROSPERO. Enter PROSPERO in his magic robes; and ARIEL. Pro. Now does my project gather to a head: My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and time Goes upright with his carriage. How's the day? Ari. On the sixth hour; at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease. I did say so, Pro. Confin'd together Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I buman. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling In virtue, than in vengeance: they being penitent, 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 And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, [Solemn music. Re-enter ARIEL: after him, ALONSO, with a frantic Mine eyes, even sociable to the flow of thine, That now lie foul and muddy. Not one of them, As I was sometime Milan.-Quickly, spirit; ARIEL re-enters singing, and helps to attire PROSPERO. 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 boatswain, Ari. I drink the air before me, and return Or e'er your pulse twice beat. [Exit ARIEL. Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Pro. [Attired as Duke.] Behold, sir king, Alon. Whe'r thou beest he, or no, Or some enchanted devil to abuse me, |