You did supplant your brother Prospero.
Ant.

True:

And look, how well my garments sit upon me;
Much feater than before: my brother's servants
Were then my fellows, now they are my men.

Seb. But, for your conscience

Ant. Ay, sir; where lies that? if it were a kibe,
"Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not
This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences,
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they,
And melt, ere they molest! Here lies your brother,
No better than the earth he lies upon,
If he were that which now he's like; whom I,
With this obedient steel, three inches of it,
Can lay to bed forever: whiles you, doing thus,
To the perpetual wink for aye' might put
This ancient morsel, this sir Prudence, who
Should not upbraid our course. For all the rest,
They'll take suggestion,2 as a cat laps milk;
They'll tell the clock to any business that
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
Shall free thee from the tribute which thou pay'st;
And I the king shall love thee.

Ant.

Draw together:
And when I rear my hand, do you the like,
To fall it on Gonzalo.

Seb.

O, but one word.

[They converse apart.

Ant. Then let us both be sudden.

Gon. Now, good angels, preserve the king!
[They wake.
Alon. Why, how now, ho! awake! Why are you
drawn?

Wherefore this ghastly looking?

Gon.

(1) Ever.

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. O, 'twas a din to fright a monster's ear;
To make an earthquake! sure it was the roar
Of a whole herd of lions.

Alon.
Heard you this, Gonzalo?
Gon. Upon mine honour, sír, I heard a hum-
ming,

And that a strange one too, which did awake me:|
I shak'd you, sir, and cry'd; as mine eyes open'd,
I saw their weapons drawn:-there was a noise,
That's verity: 'best stand upon our guard;
Or that we quit this place: let's draw our weapons.
Alon. Lead off this ground; and let's make fur-

ther search

Make mouths. (2) Any hint.

For my poor son.
Gon. Heavens keep him from these beasts!
For he is, sure, i' the island.
Alon.

Music. Re-enter Ariel, invisible.

Trin. Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off any weather at all, and another storm brewing; I

danger

Ari. My master through his art foresees the hear it sing i' the wind: yond' same black cloud, That these, his friends, are in; and sends me forth, would shed his liquor. If it should thunder, as it yond' huge one, looks like a foul bumbard that (For else his project dies,) to keep them living. [Sings in Gonzalo's While you here do snoring lie, Open-ey'd Conspiracy His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Shake off slumber, and beware: Awake! awake!

ear.yond' same cloud cannot choose but fall by paildid before, I know not where to hide my head: fuls.-What have we here? a man or a fish? Dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; a kind of, not of the newest, Poor John. A strange fish! Were I in England now, (as once I was,) and had this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o' my troth! I do now let loose my opinion, hold it no longer; this is no fish, but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a thunderbolt. [Thunder.] Alas! the storm is come again: my best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout: misery acquaints a man with strange bed-fellows. I will here shroud, till the dregs of the storm be past.

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, a
thunder heard.

Cal. All the infections that the sun sucks up From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him

By inch-meal a disease! His spirits hear me,
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark,
Out of my way, unless he bid them; but
For every trifle are they set upon me:
Sometimes like apes, that moe3 and chatter at me,
And after, bite me; then like hedge-hogs, which
Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount
Their pricks at my foot-fall; sometime am I
All wound with adders, who, with cloven tongues,
Do hiss me into madness:-Lo! now! lo!

Enter Trinculo.

Here comes a spirit of his; and to torment me,
For bringing wood in slowly; I'll fall flat;
Perchance he will not mind me.

Enter Stephano, singing; a bottle in his hand.
Ste. I shall no more to sea, to sea,
Here shall I die ashore ;-

This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral:
Well, here's my comfort.
[Drinks.

The master, the swabber, the boastswain, and I,
The gunner, and his mate,
Lov'd Mall, Meg, and Marian, and Margery,
But none of us car'd for Kate:
For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a sailor, Go, hang:

(4) A black jack of leather, to hold beer.
(5) The frock of a peasant.

She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch,
Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch:
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang.
This is a scurvy tune too: but here's my comfort.

[Drinks.

Ste. Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give language to you, cat; open your mouth: this will shake your shaking, can tell you, and that soundly: you cannot tell who's your friend: open your chaps again.

Trin. I should know that voice: it should bebut he is drowned; and these are devils: O! defend me!

Cal. Do not torment me: 0!

Ste. What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon us with savages, and men of Inde? Ha! I have not 'scap'd drowning, to be afeard now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs, cannot make him give ground: and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at nostrils.

Cal. The spirit torments me: 0!

Ste. This is some monster of the isle, with four legs; who hath got, as I take it, an ague: where the devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that: if I can reco-man ver him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's leather.

Cal. Do not torment me, pr'ythee; I'll bring my wood home faster.

Trin. By this good light, this is a very shallow Ste. He's in his fit now; and does not talk after monster:-I afeard of him ?-a very weak monster: the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have-The man i' the moon?- a most poor credulous never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove monster :-well drawn, monster, in good sooth. his fit: if I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him: he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly.

Cal. I'll show thee every fertile inch o' the island.
And kiss thy foot: I pr'ythee, be my god.

Cal. Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt
Anon, I know it by thy trembling:
Now Prosper works upon thee.

Trin. By this light, a most perfidious and drunken monster; when his god's asleep, he'll rob his bottle. Cal. I'll kiss thy foot: I'll swear myself thy sub

Trin. Stephano,

Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy! mercy! this is a devil, and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon.

Trin. Stephano!-if thou bees' Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I ain Trinculo;-be not afeard,-thy good friend Trinculo.

I escap'd upon a butt of sack, which the sailors heav'd over-board, by this bottle! which I made of the bark of a tree, with mine own hands, since I was cast a-shore.

Trin. I took him to be kill'd with a thunderstroke-But art thou not drowned, Stephano? I hope now, thou art not drowned. Is the storm over-blown! I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine, for fear of the storm: and art thon living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scap'd! Ste. Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.

Cal. I'll swear, upon that bottle, to be thy True subject; for the liquor is not earthly. Ste. Here; swear then how thou escap'dst. Trin. Swam a-shore, man, like a duck; swim like a duck, I'll be sworn.

Ste. Here, kiss the book: though thou canst swim like a duck, that art made like a goose.

Trin. O Stephano, hast any more of this?

Ste. The whole butt, man; my cellar is in a rock by the sea-side, where my wine is hid. How now, moon-calf? How does thine ague?

Trin. but that the poor monster's in drink: an abominable monster!

Cal. I'll show thee the best springs; I'll pluck thee berries;

Ste. Four legs, and two voices; a most delicate monster! His forward voice now is to speak well I'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough. of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul A plague upon the tyrant that I serve! speeches, and to detract. If all the wine in my bot-I'll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee, tle will recover him, I will help his ague: come,- Thou wondrous man. Amen! I will pour some in thy other mouth.

Cal. These be fine things, an if they be not sprites.
That's a brave god, and bears celestial liquor:
I will kneel to him.

Ste. How didst thou 'scape? How cam'st thou hither! swear by this bottle, how thou cam'st hither.

(1) India.

(2) Stool. (3) Sea-gulls.

ean

Cal. Hast thou not dropped from heaven?
Ste. Out o' the moon, I do assure thee: I was the
in the moon, when time was.

Cal. I have seen thee in her, and I do adore thee;
My mis ress showed me thee, thy dog, and bush.

Ste. Come, swear to that; kiss the book: I will furnish it anon with new contents: swear.

ject.

Ste. Come on then; down, and swear. Trin. I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded monster: a most scurvy monster! I could find in my heart to beat him,

Ste. Come, kiss.

Ste. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth; I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. Thou art very Trinculo, indeed: Ste. I pr'ythee now, lead the way, without any how cam'st thou to be the siege of this moon-calf? more talking.-Trinculo, the king and all our com Can he vent Trinculos? pany else being drowned, we will inherit here.Here; bear my bottle: Fellow Trincalo, we'll fill him by and by again.

Cal. Farewell master; farewell, farewell.
[Sings drunkenly.
Trin. A howling monster; a drunken monster.
Cal. No more dams I'll make for fish;
Nor fetch in firing

At requiring,

Nor scrape trenchering, nor wash dish;

'Ban, 'Ban, Ca-Caliban,

Has a new master-Get a new man, Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom: freedom,

hey-day, freedom!

Sie. O brave monster! lead the way. [Exeunt.

Trin. A nost ridiculous monster; to make a wonder of a poor drunkard.

Cal. I pr'ythee, let me bring thee where crabs

grow;

And I, with my long nails, will dig thec pig-nuts;
Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how
To snare the nimble marmozet; I'll bring thee
To clust'ring filberds, and sometimes I'll get thee
Young sea-mells from the rock. Wilt thou go with
me?

ACT III.

SCENE I-Before Prospero's cell. Enter Fer-
dinand, bearing a log.

Fer. There be some sports are painful;
their labour

TEMPEST.

Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone; and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task would be
As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but

The mistress, which I serve, quickens what's dead,
And makes my labours pleasures: 0, she is
Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed;
And he's compos'd of harshness. I must remove
Some thousands of these logs, and pile them up,
Upon a sore injunction: my sweet mistress
Weeps when she sees me work; and says, such
baseness

Had ne'er like executor. I forget:

But these sweet thoughts do even refresh my
labours;
Most busy-less, when I do it.

Enter Miranda; and Prospero at a distance.
Mira.
Work not so hard: I would, the lightning had
Alas, now! pray you,
Burnt up those logs, that you are enjoin'd to pile!
Pray set it down, and rest you: when this burns,
"Twill weep for having wearied you. My father
Is hard at study; pray now, rest yourself:
He's safe for these three hours.

Fer.
The sun will set, before I shall discharge
O most dear mistress,
What I must strive to do.

Mira.

I'll bear your logs the while: pray give me that;
If you'll sit down,
I'll carry it to the pile.

Fer.
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
No, precious creature:
Than you should such dishonour undergo,
While I sit lazy by.

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but

More that I may call men, than you, good friend,
And my dear father: how features are abroad,
am skill-less of; but by my modesty
(The jewel in my dower,) I would not wish
Nor can imagination form a shape,
Any companion in the world but you;
Something too wildly, and my father's precepts
Besides yourself, to like of: but I prattle
Therein forget.
Fer.
(I would, not so!) and would no more endure
I
A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;
am, in my condition,
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak;
This wooden slavery, than I would suffer
The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service; there resides,
Am I this patient log-man.
To make me slave to it; and, for your sake,
Mira.
Fer. O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this
Do you love me?
sound,

Mira.
It would become me
As well as it does you: and I should do it
With much more ease; for my good will
And yours against.

to it,

Pro.
Poor worm! thou art infected;
This visitation shows it.
Mira.
Fer. No, noble mistress; 'tis fresh morning with
You look wearily.

me,
When you are by at night. I do beseech you
(Chiefly, that I might set it in my prayers,)
What is your name?

Mira.

I have broke your hest' to say so!
Miranda :-O my father,
Fer.
Indeed, the top of admiration; worth
Admir'd Miranda!
What's dearest to the world. Fall many a lady
I have ey'd with best regard; and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I lik'd several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd,'
And put it to the foil: but you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
( you,
Of every creature's best.

Mira.
One of my sex; no woman's face remember,
I do not know
Save, from my glass, mine own; nor have I seen
(1) Command. (2) Own'd. (3) Whatsoever.

And crown what I profess with kind event,
If I speak true; if hollowly, invert
What best is boded me, to mischief! I,
Beyond all limit of what else' i' the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.

Mira.

I am a fool,

To weep at what I am glad of.
Pro.

Of two most rare affections! Heavens rain grace
Fair encounter
On that which breeds between them!
Fer.
Wherefore weep you?

What I desire to give; and much less take,
Mira. At mine unworthiness, that dare not offer
What I shall die to want: But this is trifling;
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence!
And all the more it seeks to hide itself,
The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning!
I am your wife, if you will marry me ;
If not, I'll die your maid: to be your fellow
You may deny me; but I'll be your servant,
Whether you will or no.

Fer.

My mistress, dearest,

And I thus humble ever.
Mira.

My husband then?

Fer. Ay, with a heart as willing
As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand.
Mira. And mine, with my heart in't: And now

farewell,
Till half an hour hence.
Fer.

A thousand! thousand!
Pro. So glad of this as they, I cannot be,
[Exeunt Fer. and Mir.
Who are surpris'd with all; but my rejoicing
At nothing can be more. I'll to my book:
For yet, ere supper time, must I perform
Much business appertaining.

[Exit.

SCENE II.-Another part of the Island. Enter
Stephano and Trinculo; Caliban following with
a bollle.

Ste. Tell not me;-when the butt is out, we will drink water; not a drop before: therefore bear up, and board 'ém: Servant-monster, drink to me.

Trin. Servant-monster? the folly of this island! They say, there's but five upon this isle: we are three of them; if the other two be brained like us, the state totters.

Ste. Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee;
thy eyes are almost set in thy head.

Ja brave monster indeed, if they were set in his tail.
Trin. Where should they be set else? he were

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Ste. My man-monster hath drowned his tongue in sack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me: I swam, ere I could recover the shore, five-and-thirty leagues, off and on, by this light.-Thou shalt be my lieutenant, monster, or my standard.

Trin. Your lieutenant, if you list; he's no standard.

Ste. We'll not run, monsieur monster. Trin. Nor go neither: but you lie, like dogs; and yet say nothing neither.

Ste. Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf.

Cal. How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe;

monster?

Cal. Lo, how he mocks me! wilt thou let him, my lord?

Trin. Lord, quoth he!-that a monster should be such a natural!

Cal. Lo, lo, again! bite him to death, I pr'ythee. Ste. Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a mutineer, the next tree-The poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity.

Enter Ariel, invisible.

I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.

Trin. Thou liest, most ignorant monster; I am in case to justle a constable: Why, thou deboshed1 fish thou, was there ever man a coward, that hath I' drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish, and half a

Cal. As I told thee

Before, I am subject to a tyrant;
A sorcerer, that by his cunning hath
Cheated me of this island.

Trin. Why, what did I? I did nothing; I'll go further off.

Ste. Didst thou not say, he lied?
Ari. Thou liest.

Cal. I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd
To hearken once again the suit I made thee?
Ste. Marry will I: kneel, and repeat it; I will
stand, and so shall Trinculo.

Thou liest.

Ari.
Cal. Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou:
I would my valiant master would destroy thee;
I do not lie.

Ste. Do I so? take thou that. [strikes him.] As you like this, give me the lie another time.

Trin. I did not give the lie :-Out o' your wits, and hearing too?-A pox o' your bottle! this can sack and drinking do.-A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers!

Trin. Why, I said nothing.

Ste. Mum then, and no more.-[To Caliban.] Proceed.

Cal. Ha, ha, ha!

Ste. Now, forward with your tale. Pr'ythee, stand further off.

Cal. Beat him enough: after a little time,
I'll beat him too.

Ca. I say, by sorcery he got this isle;
From me he got it. If thy greatness will
Revenge it on him-for, I know, thou dar'st;
But this thing dare not.

Ste. That's most certain.

Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in his tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your

teeth.

Ste.
Stand further.-Come proceed.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him
the afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain
him,

Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Or cut his weazand with thy knife: Remember,
First to possess his books; for without them
He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not
One spirit to command: They all do hate him,
As rootedly as I: Burn but his books;
He has brave utensils (for so he calls them,)
Which, when he has a house, he'll deck withal.
And that most deeply to consider, is
The beauty of his daughter; he himself
Calls her a nonpareil: I ne'er saw woman,
But only Sycorax my dam, and she;
But she as far surpasseth Sycorax,
As greatest does least.

Ste.
Is it so brave a lass?
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?

Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?

Cal. Yea, yea, my lord; I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou may'st knock a nail into his head.

Ari. Thou liest, thou canst not.

Cal. What a pied ninny's this!2 Thou scurvy
patch!-

I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows,
And take his bottle from him: when that's gone,
He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show
Where the quick freshes3 are.
[him

Ste. Trinculo, run into no further danger; interrupt the monster one word further, and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out of doors, and make a stock-fish of thee.

Trin. Excellent.

Ste. Give me thy hand; I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou lívest, 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 plea

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. He that dies, pays all debts: I defy thee:Mercy upon us!

Cal. Art thou afeard?

Ste. No, monster, not I.

(3) Springs.

Debauched.

2) Alluding to Trinculo's party-coloured dress.)

(4) Throat.

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 him 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 after, do our work.

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.

(For, certes, these are people of the island,)
Who, though they are of monstrous shape, yet note,
Their manners are more gentle-kind, than of
Our human generation you shall find
Many, nay, almost any.
Pro.
Honest lord,

Thou hast said well; for some of you there present,
Are worse than devils.
[Aside.
Alon.
I cannot too much muse,
Such shapes, such gesture, and such sound, ex-
pressing

(Although they want the use of tongue,) a kind
Of excellent dumb discourse.
Pro.
Praise in departing.

[Aside.
Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
Seb.
No matter, since
They have left their viands behind; for we have
stomachs.-

Will't please you taste of what is here?
Alon.

Not I. Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear: When we were boys,

En-Who would believe that there were mountaincers,
Dew-lapp'd like bulls, whose throats had hanging

SCENE III-Another part of the Island.
ter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Gonzalo, Adrian,
Francisco, and others.

Gon. By'r lakin,' I can go no further, sir;
My old bones ache: here's a maze trod, indeed,
Through forth-rights, and meanders! by your pa-
tience,

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.
Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect.
Seb.

Will we take thoroughly.

Ant.

The next advantage

Let it be to-night;

For, now they are oppress'd with travel, they
Will not, nor cannot, use such vigilance,
As when they are fresh.
Seb.

at them

Wallets of flesh? or that there were such men, Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find,

Each putter-out on five for one, will bring us

Good warrant of.

Alon.

I will stand to, and feed,
Although my last: no matter, since I feel
The best is past:-Brother, my lord the duke,
Stand too, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a har-
py: 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; [Seeing Alon. Seb. &c. draw their swords. And even with such like valour, men hang and drown

I say, to-night: no more. Their proper selves. You fools! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate; the elements Solemn and strange music; and Prospero above, Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well invisible. Enter several strange Shapes, bring-Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs ing in a banquet; they dance about it with gen-Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish

tle actions of salutation; and inviting the king, One dowle that's in my plume; my fellow-ministers &c. to eat, they depart. Are like invulnerable: if you could hurt, Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, And will not be uplifted: But, remember Your swords are now too massy for your strengths,

hark!

Gon. Marvellous sweet music!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heavens!-What

were these?

Seb. A living drollery: Now I will believe,
That there are unicorns; that in Arabia
There is one tree, the phoenix' throne; one phoenix
At this hour reigning there.
Ant.

I'll believe both:
And what does else want credit, come to me,
And I'll be sworn 'tis true: Travellers ne'er did lie,
Though fools at home condemn them.
Gon.
If in Naples

(For that's my business to you,) that you three
Expos'd unto the sea, which hath requit it
From Milan did supplant good Prospero;
Him, and his innocent child; for which foul deed
The powers, delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace: Thee, of thy son, Alonso,
They have bereft: and do pronounce by me,
Lingering perdition (worse than any death
You, and your ways; whose wrath to guard you
Can be at once) shall step by step attend
(Which here, in this most desolate isle, else falls

from

I should report this now, would they believe me? Upon your heads,) is nothing, but heart's sorrow. If I should say I saw such islanders

(1) Our lady. (2) Show. (3) Certainly.