Ste. Monster, I will kill this man: his daughter and I will be King and Queen, fave our Graces and Trintulo and thy felf fhall be Vice-Roys. Doft thou like. the plot, Trinculo?

Trin. Excellent.

Ste. Give me thy hand; I am forry, I beat thee: but, while thou liv❜ft, keep a good tongue in thy head. Cal. Within this half hour will he be asleep; Wilt thou destroy him then?

Ste. Ay, on my honour.

Ari. This will I tell my master.

Cal. Thou mak❜ft me merry; I am full of pleasure; Let us be jocund. Will you troul the catch, You taught me but while-ere?

Ste. At thy requeft, monfter, I will do reafon, any reafon: come on, Trinculo, let us fing.

[Sings. Flout 'em, and skout 'em; and skout '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 fame ?

Trin. This is the tune of our catch, plaid by the picture of no-body.

Ste. If thou be'ft a man, fhew thy felf in the likenefs; if thou be'ft a devil, take't as thou lift. Trin. O, forgive me my fins!

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

Cal. Art thou afraid?

Ste. No, monfter, not I..

Cal. Be not afraid; the ifle is full of noifes, [not. Sounds, and fweet airs, that give delight, and hurt Sometimes a thousand twanging inftruments Will hum about mine ears, and fometimes voices; That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me fleep again; and then in dreaming, The clouds, methought, would open, and fhew riches

Ready

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 mufick for nothing.

Cal. When Profpero is destroy'd. ant ly

Ste. That fhall be by and by: I remember the ftory. Trin. The found is going away; let's follow it, and after do our work.

Ste. Lead, monster; we'll follow. I would I could fee this taborer. He lays it on.

Trin. Wilt come? I'll follow Stephano.

SCENE

III.

[Exeunt.

Changes to another Part of the land.

Enter Alonso, Sebaftian, Anthonio, Gonzalo, Adrian, Francisco, &c.

Gon.

BY'R lakin, I can go no further, 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 my self attach'd with wearinefs,
To th' dulling of my fpirits: fit down and rest.
Ev'n 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 fruftrate search on land. Well, let him go,
Ant. I am right glad that he's fo out of hope.
Do not, for one repulfe, forego the purpose
That you refolv'd t'effect.

Seb. The next advantage

Will we take throughly.
Ant. Let it be to night;

For, now they are opprefs'd with travel, they

Will not, nor cannot, ufe fuch vigilance,

As when they're fresh.

Seb. I fay, to night: no more.

Solemn and frange mufick; and Profpero on the top,. invifible. Enter feveral ftrange shapes, bringing in a banquet; and dance about it with gentle actions of falutation; and, inviting the King, &c. to eat, they depart.

Alon. What harmony is this? my good friends, hark!

Gon. Marvellous fweet mufick!

Alon. Give us kind keepers, heaven! 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 elfe want credit, come to me,

And I'll be fworn 'tis true.

Travellers ne'er did lie,

Though fools at home condemn 'em.

Gon. If in Naples

I should report this now, would they believe me?
If I should fay, I faw fuch islanders:

(For, certes, these are people of the island)
Who tho' they are of monftrous fhape, yet, note,
Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of
Our human generation you fhall find

Many; nay, almost any.

Pro. Honeft lord,

Thou haft faid well; for fome of you there prefent Are worse than devils.

Alon. I cannot too much mufe,

Such fhapes, fuch gefture, and fuch found, expreffing (Although they want the use of tongue) a kind Of excellent dumb difcourfe.

Pro.

• Pro. Praise, in departing.

Fran. They vanish'd strangely.
Seb. No matter, fince

They've left their viands behind; for we have stomachs.
Wilt please you taste of what is here?

Alon. Not I.

[boys,

Gon. Faith, Sir, you need not fear. When we were Who would believe, that there were mountaineers, Dew-lapt like bulls, whofe throats had hanging at 'em

Wallets of flesh, or that there were fuch men,

Whose heads stood in their breasts? which now we find,
5 Each putter out on five for one will bring us
Good warrant of.

Alon. I will ftand to, and feed,
Although my laft; no matter, fince I feel
The best is paft. Brother, my lord the Duke,
Stand to, and do as we.

Thunder and lightning. Enter Ariel like a harpy, claps his wings upon the table, and with a queint device the banquet vanishes.

Ari. You are three men of fin, whom destiny (That hath to inftrument this lower world,

4 Pro. Praise in departing.] This is a farcafm. They were praifing the mufic and attendance of this vifionary Entertainment: but their commendations were too hafty, for the Banquet was prefently fnatched from them: fo that the mufic was only a prelude to a Mockery. Profpero therefore fays, Stay your praises 'till you bave ended your entertainment.

Praife in departing.

The phrase alludes to the custom of Guefts praifing their entertainment when they rife from the Banquet.

5 Each putter out on five for one-] A Satire on the Voyagers of that time, who had just discovered a new World; and, as was natural, gave very extravagant accounts of the wonders of it. Their Ventures in thefe expeditions are alluded to in the title, given them, of putters out on five for one.

And

And what is in't) the never-furfeited fea
Hath caused to belch up; and on this Island
Where man doth not inhabit, you 'mongst men
Being moft unfit to live. I have made you mad;
And ev'n with fuch like valour men hang and drown
Their proper felves. You fools! I and my fellows
Are minifters of fate; the elements,

Of whom your fwords are temper'd, may as well
Wound the loud winds, or with bemockt-at ftabs
Kill the ftill-clofing waters, as diminish

One down that's in my plume: my fellow-minifters
Are like invulnerable. If you could hurt,
Your fwords are now too maffie for your ftrengths,
And will not be up-lifted. But remember,
(For that's my buliness to you) that you three
From Milan did fupplant good Profpero:
Expos'd unto the fea (which hath requit it)
Him, and his innocent child: for which foul deed
The powers delaying, not forgetting, have
Incens'd the feas and fhores, yea, all the creatures,
Against your peace: thee of thy fon, Alonso,
They have bereft; and do pronounce by me,
Ling'ring perdition, worse than any death
Can be at once, fhall step by step attend

You and your ways; whofe wrath to guard you from,
(Which here in this moft defolate Ifle elfe falls
Upon your heads,) is nothing but heart's forrow,
And a clear life enfuing.

He vanishes in thunder: then, to foft mufick, Enter the Shapes again, and dance with mops and mowes, and carrying out the table.

Pro. Bravely the figure of this harpy haft thou Perform'd, my Ariel; a grace it had, devouring: Of my inftruction haft thou nothing 'bated, In what thou hadst to say: fo with good life, And obfervation ftrange, my meaner ministers